Early bird
Can be heard
Over the soft tunes
With past moons
Come to me
Divided fire
Fill the mire
Lonely being
Will not be sleeping
For the screaming mind
Will not be kind
Let me sleep
Whilst death reap
The Solomon silent night
Replaced with dim sunlight
The sun will rise
As I realize
Something stands
Within the corner
Silent mourner
Leave me spirit
I do not fear it
For it has haunted me long
But it is not wrong
Darkened angel
Let me rest
For I am less
Putty me shadow
Let me dream of the meadow
Goodnight now
Do not ask how
BINABASA MO ANG
Untold Verses (Poetry and Art Book)
PoetryDear reader, These are my poems written on sleepless nights and gloomy days. From love to loss, to stories of random moments in my day. This is my story, I hope you enjoy
