Owe sunbeam your petals' radiance;
Forever it makes you flower.
And whilst a man gives his furtive glance,
May you give it a little care.
Then by your reciprocity,
You will gain even more beauty.
Be proud of the place that you took
Atop the many thorns and leaves;
Pity those who stay at the nook,
For a rule of this world believes
That a timid heart does not gain
Adulation and joy but pain.
Catch the teardrops shed from heaven;
Though they slap your delicate face,
Dews on it will have arisen
By the time heaven finds its grace;
As sunbeam returns, you will see
Crystals on your face add more glee.
To the rose in the neat garden:
Your scent and look delight me most;
Oh, you must have come from Eden!
Your splendor will never be lost.
But all I said would be a lie,
If pretty lady bade good-bye.
BINABASA MO ANG
Kurit and Other Poems
PoetryA poem is partly like a recipe. A poet has to have a cupful of experiences, a spoonful of creativity, a tinge of inspiration, and a bit of solitude. These pieces are combined and mixed without any external stirring but by a mere desire for self-expr...
