She's a fantasy,
in contrast of the reality,
a human with a wings of that of a bird.Her wings so wonderful,
like that of the hues of a rainbow,
strikingly beautiful as it glows.Her face so gentle,
like that of an angel,
but she was not a human, nor an angel.She's Ada. The adarna.
My beautiful fantasy,
the one I would always fancy.
BINABASA MO ANG
Mga tula, luha at tinta ni Ulan
PoetryA random poetry compilation written by Scarlet Rain