Expanse
Beneath the skies, over the blue,
Vast of thoughts, awaits the cue.
Hops tree to tree, and down the hall,
Gently they land, no, never they fall.
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Ephemeral Echoes
PoetryEphemeral Echoes compiles my English and Filipino poems, covering diverse themes like friendship, love, suffering, and adoration. I invite your mind to explore the profound echoes in these verses. Let the resonating words paint vivid images in your...
