Ten or more years - a perfect time finally
When lights beneath the starly window shines scintillatingly
As I put my hand on it - and cover with poetry
Whether the rain pours down again to drench the diary
And darkness folds on Earth - I am not lonely
For - I've this magic you'd given me
Not afraid to fall, to stangle or die
Because in every storm,
In every gloomy nights,
In every pain,
In every sorrow,I have you.
Holding my hand - at our rendezvous.
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The Best Of Binus (Mga Mapanakit At Mapang-akit Na Tula At Prosa)
PoesíaIt is a poem