Table napkins,candy wrappers
Invoice receipts,used papers
Bus' tickets,sand and grasses
To be done is the book of scraps
Burning the midnight oil for pages
With scattered paste and scissors
Ten and six pages of scrathes
Completed the book of trashes
Reusing the garbages of other
Recycling foams and plastics there
But she never gain applauses
Not even some good praises
But she doesn't ask for phrases
Coz all she needs is some pushes
To stand for her advocacies
You see,she saves your wastes
BINABASA MO ANG
compilation of self-made poems
Poetrymadalas na naghihintay akong lumipas ang bawat segundo,minuto,oras,araw,linggo, buwan at taon para hindi ako mainip,tuwing may pagkakataon,nagsusulat na lamang ako ng mga tula most of these poems were written when i was seventeen years old i'd like...
