I miss the moment of delights.
The feeling of forgetting the impulsive past tense
The sickly-sweet ride to the Ferris wheel, the delicate touch of tenderness
The sensational moment of a bittersweet coffee.
The sweet after taste of a lavish toffee The feeling of ceasing the remembrance of every chapter.
But slowly in time, these chapters will fester
As time slowly gorge my leisure.
Bit by bit every verse starts to fondle
As these moments slowly gulp my truth
As I start to crumble into pieces, slowly drifting away from these sweet lullabies.
-Biyernes
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Mystery Of The Jilted Poet
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