Acrossing a path,
hope flashing from a point like a dot.
For us to long last, but,
instead... we taste to be each one's past.
Acrossing a path,
with a shadow bugging me like a problem in a math.
Determined to wander but can't get off from floundering,
making me count teardrops 'til I'm confused of rendering.
Shadows in each corner of this room,
brings me back to whom I dreamt to be my groom.
The silhouette of curtains
is dancing our favorite rhythm like our courtship that was certain.
Thus, all make me wane
'n keeps me hold and hope to the light of chains.
But a noon light radiate in me,
disentangling me from the shade of our debris.
For once I thought
I'd never liberate myself from what I fought.
But a beam took me to something I never knew--
It is to bide to a much lighter hue.
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Tulang Handog
PoetryA compilation of short tagalog or english poems about anything. P.S the poems are not related with each other. Not yet proofread
