Joy, rare gift, popped up in my life,
An independent puppy who cheers me up,
Yet, I wasn't sure if I can show up.
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A subject of this poem isn't just special,
No one can decide her real fundamental,
None of the existing thing can give me a word of her existential.
Guidance from my dark way towards light was her,
Under in an infinite burden was me,
In unplanned day, we meet and connected by fate,
Surprisingly we became friends who's not meant to part ways.
In each inevitable situation, she never failed to catch me,
How can I possibly forget, the day she saved me?
Allowed me to shine bright like those stars,
Never let me covered by darkness, she went with scars.
Before you go, give me your hand,
Even though it's small but I'll hold it till you say "let go,"
So that someday, if we meet again we'll become independent.
Today and tomorrow of next days, let's build our home.
You'll eventually say goodbye and that'll hurt me deeply.
@Telma
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-Its name again. Haha
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Love and Life || A Poetry
PoetryCollections of Tagalog and English poems. Tragedy, a words of love, an untold feelings, a pain we bear, and a comfort were written on the paper. It may motivate you at times you feel unmotivated. It's the collection of our love, tragedy, pain, suf...
