Go forth into the oblivion.
Perish in the abundance.
Hide what you know.
But when you can't recognize yourself don't look at me.
I see a flower in your soul.
I wouldn't dare admire it.
Maybe I would paint the picture of an innocent beauty
Destroyed by being conscious of itself,
And look at it, thinking, "Now that is stunning."
4 mga kritiko:
I want those eyes it cannot be so deceiving. I want but your eyes because it mirrors everything in you!
daming di nakikitang di maganda ang mata.....
Nice poem. :-)
Ganyan talaga madali manghusga kung mata lang ang gagamitin.
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