Waves crashing and I sit perfectly still
Savoring the silence, avoiding to be imperiled
Clearing my thoughts as I tested my skill
Frazzled by the noise , I feel troubled
Seeing these men, intimidating and corruptible
I do not understand them, I am completely baffled
I ran and ran as I reached the stable
Shrieks and yells all from a far
I reached a ball about the size of an apple
Indicating the unwanted inception of war
Fear crept into my entire core
I can't help but pray to the one they called Lar.
Tears brimming, my whole body's sore
Screaming, slashing that's all I heard
Looks like the enemy's trying to score
Screaming like a banshee, I thought I heard
Someone calling my name, pleading for me,
There I saw a gleaming black ball from the herd
They threw it to me, catching it like a wee
And before I knew it I was thankful for life,
Screeching loudly my last goodbye, at least for now I am free.
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Ps. Lar is real though. He's a roman guardian, sa household chuchu yan. Just thought you might want to know baka akalain niyong gawa-gawa ko lang yan HAHAHAHA
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PoetryWelcome to my silent sanctuary everyone! These poems inside this book were mostly made by using different types of rhymes (Alternate rhyme, Enclosed rhyme, Terza Rima, Keats ode, Limerick and internal rhyme) although you may find some free verse poe...
