You (A Pure Poetry In Motion)
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Last published Thu, Apr 27, 2023
• P O E T R Y •
All this time i believed
For something to be healed,
That maybe someday i can retrieve
My old soul, buried deep.
As my heart aches to be filled
By someone maybe i could meet
Bringing me something extraordinary exquisite
I wont stop looking, with a wispher of hope to breathe
I was waiting for new
Because I thought that would suffice me being blue
But nevertheless of who
I'll be waiting just like how the sun sets too
Maybe yes, i dont know you yet
But let this poems linger with every steps;
To the moon and stars as my witnesses
The remaining glimpse of my soul will be hidden in this sentiments.
Iska
English and Filipino ✨
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36 out of 100.
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