I was wondering
If I can unload my wrongdoings
Then this thing came to me
Like a magic with a glee
Here, my thoughts are molded
The success and miserable experiences
Although sometimes, this serves as my throne
For the heirs of cleanliness
But things must go to an end
I left without looking back to it
But alas, to my surprise
This thing was a superstar
Thank you, our great PORTALET
A buddy to all constipated minds
The heaven of all diuretic feelings
And the treasure to all inseminated dreams.
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Mga Tula ng Pag-ibig
PoetryMay mga bagay sa atin na hindi kailanman mabubura. Ang mga alaalang nagbabalik, mga karanasang kay pait, at higit sa lahat, ang mga pangakong nawaglit. Sa akdang ito, muli mong mararanasang magmahal, masaktan at muling makatayo sa sariling mga paa. ...
