You're an ensign of hope because of thy color,
You have shown thy strengths amidst life struggles.
With the pounding of hail you still remain,
Holding thy stem, though fighting much pain.
Though you're under the beauty of a pretty flower,
Thy simplicity prevails and will never be over,
You still provides the behoof of your complicated system,
Though you will be withered and as before, will never be the same.
I've never seen you weep from the thousand wounds,
Deep inside thy heart, I can feel thy woes,
You're the greatest warrior of the wrath of war,
A worthy matter, even you're a leaf, you're a star.
Livings understood that you are just a leaf,
But cunning hearts knew that thy worth is deep,
From the adversity of life never give in,
Because you're a gladiator who resembles stark vim.
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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...
