aside from writing poems, i am also into essays... |
Days from now we will part,
But not the mind nor the heart...
Wanton lips embed in an uncorrupted mien
Thin gams, spare arms, utterly lean...
With herself at twenty, she realize
That life is vast, too arduous to summarize...
Days have been wasted, I must admit
I am into self-blame for the mistakes I commit...
Rising up to meet a brand new day
Is something that will not forever stay...
It is better to be single yet inspired, than to be in a relationship yet confused. |
I came, i saw and i was conquered. |
Love certainly slows down the motion of my days. |