to me everything’s an illusion,
life has no comparison.
they lie, you cry
they give up, you try
You hold on, they let go
They leave you, you follow.
So what’s the deal with you existing?
It is God’s love that is never ending.
Yes indeed, love makes the world go round.
It is love that keeps us chasing clouds.
In a monotonous black and gray sky,
you let your colours fly.
So smile and paint the town with the colours of your life.
Fill it, own it.
BINABASA MO ANG
Inside my Soul, Unto the air.
PoetryA Collection of Poems, thoughts, tears and happily ever afters. Words can Heal, soothe a wound, so as to stab like sharp knives. *I compiled all my #Creative Writing Here. Give me a pen, Let's make our own world.
