I
Above me is the gloomy sky.
Oscillating clouds that I cannot defy.
Enriching serendipity, burying equity.
Nesting over a horizon, twisting cordially.
II
Avalanche of sadness crawled down the mountain.
A flood of tears from sky, flourished the haven.
Iced secrets, was shown from behind.
A rope to pull up rise, I can never find.
-Yanley
BINABASA MO ANG
Yanley
Mystery / Thriller/Posted Version: 1/ "Yanley wrote twelve poems before she died." Second Version: Date Started: May 19, 2018 Date Finished: June 25, 2018 Third Version: Date Started: May 25, 2019 Date Finished:
