I
Hundreds of seasons have passed and I'm still outstanding,
With my light in the dark I'm all here lonely and crying,
Quiet cries of heart reaching to plead gods of heavens,
Send me somebody a light post that's maiden.
II
My wish of companion was granted by good heavens,
But it's a lost child and teddy not a beautiful maiden,
His visage is a resemblance of the Romeo and Juliet,
Whom I haven't seen for a long time which love story's kept.
III
This lost child is invisible to the eyes of judgemental world,
No one cares with his presence leaving his heart with swords.
He bares laughters but in his heart there's sad story he holds,
He has a heart not breathing and mind not working: his life is lost.
IV
It took me moments to remember the series of Romeo and Juliet,
Seems that the lost child is the last gift for them that heavens have set,
This lost child is now looking for haven here on earth,
My lights are now dimming realizing he's not given birth.
V
The memoirs of the lost child lead him here in my light,
Seems he never forgot the days when his mom and dad made much love,
His eyes are wandering seems waiting for his parents,
His looks are still guessing how life could have went.
VI
This lost child in my light is not an ordinary child,
This lost child in my light was denied to have a beautiful life,
This lost child in my light is now my lifetime companion,
'Til this lost child in my light can see his mom and dad in person.
VII
His a lost child with a teddy he has no mommy and daddy,
His a lost child seems to be happy but he's an aborted baby,
His a lost child who's my new friend the cursed gift of Romeo and Juliet,
His a lost child who's still waiting for the right light from heaven.
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TINGOG!
PoetryTINGOG is a bisaya language which means VOICE. I made this to create a compilation of my poems not just to express my thoughts but also to inspire others especially those who are rowing the same boat with me. This is not yet a product of a great a...
