Bereaved ointments
Pints of essences
Sweet, mild, strong, bitter and finesse
Each whilst never met of any likeness
I, a lost stranger
Walking through worlds of yet another stranger's stranger
Gaining each of strengths, weaknesses and favor.
Like a customer savoring a variety of dishes' presenting each of their own flavor.
Electric thoughts
Hidden intents
Denial and playing a victim-role of tenths
Hence and thus arrives into chaotic incidents.
When mere illusions of insecurity
Transforms into a buried scrutiny
Added by blossoms of flattery
Transmutated into a bed of roses by destiny.
BINABASA MO ANG
Jeih's Poems
PoetryI love writing poems/mga tula kasi heto lang ang nakakagamot sa aking isipan kapag puno na ng mga bagay na nakakabagabag sa aking buhay at kapag masyado nang mabigat ang aking damdamin. Ipagpaumanhin niyo nalang ang aking mga pagkakamali sa ayos ng...
