Life on this world is like burning candles:
When a flame dies, there's one that rekindles;
While each stands, we see our youthfulness,
Shedding light and melting as time passes.
And whilst the top is away from the base,
Exude what brightness your clever mind says,
For a strong wind might blow one of these nights
And quench your fire and other candlelights',
Lest a faithful moth might become astray,
Tripping, and then taking her life away.
The time she rests on a leaf in heaven,
She'd thank you for the glow you have given.
Like from the greatest poets of this world,
We have found some wit through each written word.
BINABASA MO ANG
Kurit and Other Poems
ПоэзияA 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...
