Flower Bud
The withered flower under the shade
neglect of sunlight, thirst of water
remains sucked of weeds there laid
like a child born without a shelter
left to die with no hope of tomorrow
petals slowly fall like the autumn season
a torturous end of a life only borrows
where the sun doesn't reach and dark is a poison
the beauty it held now slowly fading
does one have it when it never ceases to live?
when from sprouting to slowly drooping
when the light had shown it already perished
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.
