I wanna follow the rays of the sun
And paint each drop with white and blue
Hugged by the hammering thunder, I'm done!
The niche of my soul is in due
While crystals blinded the empty head
The trunks of trees starts to drought
The rain would fill the longing need
The crowd are filled with so much doubt
Bless! Bless! Bless the dying field
In chaos state they need to stop
The smoke have triggered as it yield
The growing weeda and bubbles pop
For living in vain is the worst scheme
And this path will soon be dim
#bad #worse #worst #wronglife #wreckedsoul #smoking
BINABASA MO ANG
Poem
PoetrySometimes we feel like writing down what we feel. I compiled it in this piece. Poems, Haikus (my own format 7-5-7), Sonnets, Thoughts and some Literaries. Most of the time, we feel relieved once we expressed what we feel and this is how I do it. My...
