Some may say she's funny
And has quirky sense of humor,
And, though, I admit I laughed hard with her, too.
But I couldn’t bring myself
To stare at her longer than two minutes
For I know I’d hurt myself into seeing past her orbs.
What I see hidden beneath her smile
Is a woman who is so broken and damaged,
Who lost the once juvenile and youthfulness.
I pray that she’ll never lose hope,
That she’ll always come close to You, Lord,
That she’ll have her source of strength from You.
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Seeing her pictures stored inside my phone, and seeing her ‘my day’ on Facebook, I couldn’t help but write a poem.
–outofwordtheater
BINABASA MO ANG
Mga Tula (Poems)
PoetryMga Tula is a bunch of poems compiled and made by my vague mind. Some of these compilation of poems were taken from the stories I made. There are also poems made by my cousins and also, poems made by myself. So please, beware of dog. Ay este. Words...
