This is for the two that are so drastically different, yet so alike.
This is for my friends.
The ones who have helped me grow, the ones that have taught me about true friendship, the ones that have shown me countless times of pure happiness.
Thank you.
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She was fire.
Chaotic, bright, passionate.
Providing warmth,
security,
and beauty to the eyes.
Yet the fire was not to be reckoned with.
The fire could rampage,
burning all who came near,
burning everything in its path to ashes.
Unstoppable, powerful, confident.
- H.
She was a river.
Steady, soft yet strong.
She could be a trickle,
wise beyond its years,
and seemingly harmless to those who seek refuge.
But the river could roar,
creating currents that overwhelmed,
drowned,
washed everything in its path anew.
Powerful, deep, and unyielding.
- I.
BINABASA MO ANG
Lingering Thoughts
PoetryInspired by Rupi Kaur's "milk and honey" poems. With the sweetness she delivered to me, I hope to deliver the same sweetness to you. Short poems written while feeling different emotions. These are the words I am never able to express, written dow...
