One minute, I took a deep breath. Two minutes, I move my head left and right. Three minutes, I began closing my eyes. Four minutes, I started thinking of all your lies. Five minutes, tears falling down my face. Six minutes, I kneel down and pray. Seven minutes, I open my mouth and utter words to say. Eight minutes, I stand up and wipe my tears. Nine minutes, memories flash back through my veins. Ten minutes, I thank God for the wonderful ten minutes of prayer.
Singer. Poet Writer.I love singing and singing will always be my stint forever.Just like what I have said above, I am totally a lover of poems.I wrote straight from the heart, from my experience.I am a graduate of Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English in the Philippines.I dreamed of publishing some of my poems I wrote a few years back until now.
Here I am; a thread of silk. Like a fire bird, I erect up from cities besieged by noise, I stand up from clouds tainted by petroleum and money, from a sky floored by thundering jets and earthy curses, crossing
God, how long will you tolerate this world? The man is turning out to be an Ape. Falling prey to his lustful desires & utter selfishness, Everyday some girl is becoming victim of rape. How a man can go to
Often have I swept the floor, the veranda, the yard and all the passages of the house. I do not know whether as dedication or devotion the rough hand of the housewife has, by my daily use, swept our household
A twisted journey starts on wings after the end of the road. Ambition sits in corner, nonchalantly and a tempest hollers around the spires. Broken down from parched ceiling a mural turns into a mundane knife. Lifts the rage, of