A girl named Mary,
Little Mary touched the sea
calmness seeps through thee
Little Mary, hand in hand
leave the heaviness behind
Mary, you're now on your knees
crying in silent, thy hands chained
Mary weeps, begging, please
agony never stops; it's contained
thy eyes lost glow, Now a pure abyss
Mary yielded and laid a crimson carpet
Painted innocence in a tainted canvas
the last drop of paint left the ground wet
AMRIEROSE
BINABASA MO ANG
POEMS OF BOREDOM
PoetryTHIS IS MY COMPILATION OF POEMS THAT I WROTE AND I WILL WRITE IN THE FUTURE HOPE YOU LIKE IT! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
