Bruise marks,
heart aches,
thy loud cries,
lingers in my ears.
Thy smiles give,
lasting relief,
counting each,
‘cause later it fades.
Your minds are full,
but your mouth can’t speak,
How long will I fail,
to understand you.
Where’s your embrace?,
Where’s your love?,
But still I’m loving you
even you can’t see it.
YOU ARE READING
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...
