i know the places, i know the chocolate hills
i see many faces, i see fake faces,
i see dead people, i see true love...
i smell the perfume name incanto shine,
i smell the buro the pampanga's cuisine,
but i don't know where am i,
i don't know where's the chocolate hills it's in Korea
i don't know what face like, i don't know whay fake face is
i don't know why people are dead, i don't know the true love,
i never smell incanto, i don't like buro,
i only know the picture in my head a beautiful picture of i don't know who's this person one old beautiful lady, one handsome uniform of police man, and one guy or a girl looks like me...
that's only i know...
i treasure it i know someday it will fade away and suddenly slowly disappear in my head...
"the names, places, smell,faces fades away but the heart beat that beat faster and faster and faster like another ten thousand times to chance the memories say..."
BINABASA MO ANG
MIND POEMS
Poesiait's a poems of every life of every single life and in whole every night. mind is all i can see, i can feel and what i input in my own, in our own, this is me inside of my brain that i wanna shout out my whole creation of my poems, inside of electri...
