Do breathing means to be actually living
Or is life just means really nothing
We perceive life through given sense
What if its just a sensation of nonsense
Kaleidoscope looks dull and feels forlorn
Why pigments we see all seems alone
Does the sun really brightens the day
Or it's just a pallet painted with blue and gray
Is our life true? Or just a story to be told
Maybe a written tragedy waiting to unfold
It Could be a poetry with just a limited lines
Where life and living just don't rhymes
What if... nothing is true.
BINABASA MO ANG
TALA-TULAAN
ПоэзияThis work is dedicated para sa mga compilations ng mga random poems ko na nagagawa over the years! Enjoy! ~THYINKLIES
