In a dance of falling leaves, they gently touch the earth,
Wind whispers from south to north, a tale of lost worth.
Promises once woven, now piercing like a dart,
You vowed to return, yet vanished, tearing us apart.
The sun's swift rise and fall, a cycle of fleeting light,
But the ache you left behind lingers, a shadow in the night.
Have you forgotten our sacred meeting ground,
Where we pledged never to be bound?
Why am I the one left standing, rooted in the past,
While you drifted away, vanishing fast?
Hold onto spoken words, they say, for they may fray,
In the end, you too shall fade away.
BINABASA MO ANG
Love's Tapestry: Weaving Words of Romance
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by Jcena Mortiff that revolves around various forms of love. These words long to break free, the letters yearn for liberation, all gathered from the depths of the author's heart and mind. They are assembled here...
