The one that I love accidentally stumbled on the ground
I’m sitting on a bench on the side and felt the winds ignore my love and subside
My love’s friends just laugh and I heard someone fart
Can’t someone dart and ask if my love was hurt?The second day, I’d like to approach my love
and say that I’m in love
I will not be able to hide it anyway, co’z I want to free it like a dove
It’s raining hard and I saw my love is sad, I can’t move, I’m scared
I’m just really bad and went home really madNow is that day, I will now confess my love
I’m just standing by the white gate
My love’s friends are crying so hard
The truth I’m not aware, but their faces just full of despairI walk inside and ask them where my love is
Their tears I’m just so confused and my eyes keep on being wide
As they told me that my love committed suicide…
Why didn’t I go when I was needed and come now that my love is dead?I was too late, how I wish that I bite the bait
When I saw my love was sad I should’ve been there
If I was only aware that would be the last time that I could give my stare
I would do my best to be my love’s comforter and show how much I careWas I the one who killed my love?
After two days they found the letter that a flower wrote before it wither
It says that, “for that someone who follows me thank you co’z I feel safe whenever
you’re around, I have my reasons for doing this and I know you have a reason for
being a stalker like that”I don’t know what to feel, I’m feeling ill
I cried, my crystal clear tears flowing down my cheeks
I felt so guilty for being late, don’t worry and just wait I’ll stalk you until there
I went upstairs and get some of my grandfather’s medicine
and drink them all really fast, co’z I don’t want to be late again
BINABASA MO ANG
TULA
PoetryMaking poetry is the best why? • Because that's how I can express my feelings to you.