It's the twelve month on the calendar,
A cold month and the last month of the year.
A month where people are rejoicing,
Children are smiling, laughing.
A month where people are preparing,
Giving and exchanging gifts when the clocks strikes to twelve, ticking.
A normal day for others,
And a tiring day for those who have work,
But a special day for those families who wants to get together.
As for me, it's just a normal day,
A day full of workloads, ordinary.
A day I shouldn't been remembered,
A day where I can say that my heart was always bothered.
Maybe because I was alone for years,
And she never remember me and my father,
A day when I've always waited her to come home.
I don't want to become bitter,
I have my own reasons, reasons I've always wanted to endure.
Another 28 years of December 25 passed,
Another December 25 where loneliness in my heart wants to ceased,
Another day, I wanted to ignore, but a new day full of hopes, and hopes, and prayers..
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Masterpieces (A Collection of Poems)
Random"Masterpieces" it tells something about me, my past, my inner feelings and my love... Everything is written and expressed through this poems... This is an expression of all my heartaches, happiness, longings and memories that I will never forget. It...
