Gone are the flourish pretty days
When the wide aesthetic sky lays
Beneath the ocean motley clays
Until the sound of prelim rays.Standing upon the white seashore
Hope, love and boon embrace my core
I dream for our eyes to meet, tore
Sadly, cannot see anymore.Golden lovely days now turned new
As how purity of love flew
It hurts too much to leave with dew
After all memories we sew.In world so cold- now you are old
Time to close the path that once fold
As sunrise tie the two as wold
But soon vanish when sundown mold.Under the sun they kiss as rye
Sing with flying cloud forming wye
'Til the horizon die of dye
Let go of tears to say goodbye.Horizon finally vanish
To give chance to daylight, furnish
Time to go forget the blemish
Face new year with your cheeks pinkish.
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The Best Of Binus (Mga Mapanakit At Mapang-akit Na Tula At Prosa)
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