(A sonnet made for myself with a pseudonym MeasMrNiceGuy)
He used to be a lonely, thin, and silent type boy.
Who loves singing, writing poems, dreaming of having his own toys.
But never got one because he was poor and cannot afford.
His father loves drawing, a welder who loves sketching a ford.
His friends, family, family friend knew him as a nice person.
Thoughtful, helpful, and even kind... an attitude they loved to adore.
A simple lad who captures the hearts of everyone who shown,
The same qualities that no one will definitely wants to ignore.
You can count on him no matter what you asked for.
He never change--he won't change just like he was before.
He never used foul words that will hurt you or others.
He just ignored them, smile then walk away from bad rumors.
They knew him as Mister Nice Guy, simple, sweet, and kind.
And stand on what he believe is true and not blind!
BINABASA MO ANG
Ngumiti. Nagmahal. Sinaktan
PoetryMinsan lang tayo kung Ngumiti at Magmahal pero sa huli Sasaktan at Masasaktan lang din pala. Thanks @missbulilit sa cover.
