Every morning is a blank tile.
We don't know which floor to step in
We don't know what color of the tile should we kissed,
But, one thing, is sure,
We have to try, it takes a risk, everyday to try.
We don't know what will happen,
We don't know who will we meet,
We don't know the purpose,
That's the spell of trying,
For every morning is a blank tile
Coated with thick surprises
Dipped into shining glazes
Of everyday's mysteries
BINABASA MO ANG
MP LIGHTS: 143
Şiir-Hugot? Sad? Poem lover? -This book is a collection of random poems. Free verse by nature with some traditional patterns. -Minsan kase mapapatigil ka nalang... Hanggang sa itatanong mo nalang sa mga bituin kung lahat ba ng ito ay isang panaginip?
