Was
I was a sailor
Sailing without its anchor
You were an anchor
Junked, lost its sailor
An incomplete piece
Finding its own place
A shattered piece
Trying to be in place
A sailor dreamt to flee
An anchor I seek to see
A horizon hard to foresee
A destiny full of uncertainty
With thousands of impossible
I am still a sailor in the sea
My anchor is no longer incapable
Uselessness still lingers in me.
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Miss Heartstrong
BINABASA MO ANG
Shadows
שיריםThis is a poetry collection that consists of the things we keep hidden from the world. Each poem strives to speak out the things we wish we could freely speak. Through this work, I hope everyone could find their own channel to express their own shad...
