A story of betrayal.
The betrayal goes like this.
Never I started to mend
Due to the past, a severe bend.
Just wanna reach the end.
Maybe, he wanted to tend.
Beginning was with a smile
But I failed against devil's speed.
It got him turned the back?!
He's a friend or fiend?
Seeing the memories rushing through
Wondered, why I let it flew?
Feeling the rift grow
Pondered, why is all sad and blue?
Together we pushed it through
So now what's fading the glue?
Once, joy tried to sue
And now we're entreating the rue.
He tried the offense,
Got me preventing every dent.
Tried to take-off
And hands of him I hent.
My turn, I tried to wend.
Yet, the errors that I and you held
Caused the bonds a dreadful rend.
Oh, no! Is this the end?
Pardon me! Pardon me!
Pardon me! Oh! My dear friend.
I want to support
Please, do not subtend!
Never started to mend
For on the past still I'm to feed.
Just wanna reach the end.
Still thinking, for a friend or fiend?
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Thanks! For this much support in just two weeks. I need loads of motivation and really think, with your support I will make it through. :)
BINABASA MO ANG
Empirical Living
PoetryIts an attempt to show this world to you with my own poetic POV. It depicts various situations that we face in our daily life. I hope you'll love it and try to have a better and clearer view of this world. Also, will make your efforts to improve it.
