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Literary Folio

Published by Edward Lontoc, 2022-10-23 08:37:41

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MORN seas n alexis marion She let out her first cry in the middle of June— I’m a summer in every sunlight Her mother weeping with her though out of tune; Making sunset for people’s delight A little girl growing up loving the stars and lune, The truth is: I’m deprived of love’s might— Impeccably imperfect oasis in dune A people-pleaser walking in broad daylight A morena lady, five foot tall, I go where gleams can be found No siblings but the eldest of them all; Just like autumn, I break my mental ground Living in a humble home not too small To fall and be lost from its bittersweet sound Rocking the dancefloor; sometimes a goofball For sadness, I’m a poet wandering around And winter said, I looked the same— Twenty years of roller coaster experience– Lost of warmth as I first came She has learned a thing or two in existence, Loving herself away from indifference I spring sunflowers and tamed flame A lady equipped with passion and persistence. That’s when season became my real name

Roller Coaster ericka A life first remembered; I suppose, I look in the clean mirror to see who held me tight Is a horizon of rice field bestowed, I always feel her existence in the dim moonlight Along with the chickens, horses, cows, and goats, She's as fragile as a mirror which I sudden fright! Resting on the top of a guava tree with brother on my dad side’s post. I knew that her tears may drown me so I often fight Until I turned six; met some friends and foes; I once saw her cry in vain but had to bear the pain Momma brought us to where the night shines and glows, I once wished that I could explain why it does remain In a glimpse, life turned into a movie; like one of those, Lived and rented to different parts of the globe. She's like being isolated in a rough terrain Brown skin girl; she looks soft and got her bleep together, Her existence stings my heart and leaves me with a stain But deepdown she’s just like most of ya’ll who goes under the weather, She is a monster I permitted to haunt me near Yet by hope she one-at-a-time reach the future she hopes for, I created her to talk when there's no one to hear That brown skin girl in her paradise solitude; living it better. I created her for warmth when I was in quite fear Her beastly presence is the only ally I dear!

seehiroshi Now, let me tell you something About myself that is interesting Like the Sakura in Japan To be an avenue for motivating I describe myself as a delicate man As words may come out, inspiring From the rising and setting of the sun Leaving a mark to the world is also my plan My dream was centered on writing Aquarius is my sign Others may find it really exhausting Sometimes the stars align But writing gets my chest banging People see me as divine Like the thoughts get me jumping But I feel just fine I am hardworking, passionate and strong To reach success is very rewarding And to any man around me, I don't belong My kryptonite are words affirming Just to God the Man Above, in Him alone At first, doubts were foreboding Because whatever happens, He is still my home But the sole reason for standing dreamer edward


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