Been a long time, long time.. wawa naman blog ko, kaya update ko ng isang old poem muna.
Amethyst Street Through the Eyes of a Myopic
I always have trouble
finding, seeing my way,
As I tread this road,
as I walk here everyday.
I would hear the birds
swinging, chirping a lonely tune,
But when I stop to look,
they would vanish in the afternoon
The wind would softly blow,
caressing my weary face,
But I can never ever see
the grass, dancing full of grace.
I would see a boy,
flying, holding a kite
And I would try to look up
but could not see it from its flight.
As I reach our house,
standing by the rusty gate,
I would try to look back
as my heart disintegrate.
So much I have missed
walking by Amethyst Street,
If this would always happen
my days would never be complete.
Sadly, I would bow down my head,
feeling my heart filled with regret,
I could have always enjoyed nature's beauty
if my glasses I seldom forget...
finding, seeing my way,
As I tread this road,
as I walk here everyday.
I would hear the birds
swinging, chirping a lonely tune,
But when I stop to look,
they would vanish in the afternoon
The wind would softly blow,
caressing my weary face,
But I can never ever see
the grass, dancing full of grace.
I would see a boy,
flying, holding a kite
And I would try to look up
but could not see it from its flight.
As I reach our house,
standing by the rusty gate,
I would try to look back
as my heart disintegrate.
So much I have missed
walking by Amethyst Street,
If this would always happen
my days would never be complete.
Sadly, I would bow down my head,
feeling my heart filled with regret,
I could have always enjoyed nature's beauty
if my glasses I seldom forget...
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