The Story of Pain
i
might as tell the tale of pain
of the broken woman
who dared not tell her own story
'cause she knew how afraid
she was if she had to tell
how fragile her heart been
how the darkness became her blanket,
and how the melancholic cries of the sky
turned to be her warmth
how the wounds and blood
quenched her drought,
how the view of the shattered glasses
wiped the hunger in her eyes away
might as tell the story of pain
of the broken woman
who, in glum, the tears in her face
flowed much as the floods destroyed
everything in her,
the fear--just the fear
and in every beat of her heart,
her painful, unfathomed death
♥
BINABASA MO ANG
to the man i once loved: a poetry
Poetryto the man i once loved with all my heart, dare to hear my sentiments.
