Poetry Collection M
Criticism to Friendship
I smiled, but he snob
I respect, you don't
Why can't we be friends?
Is it because of my appearance?
We can be friends, just don't criticize me
I'm trying to be your friend, please be.
At the times you're with your friends, do you see me as one?
At the times you enjoy with them, did you remember me?
And at the times I need a friend, I can't see you by my side.
But when I saw your tears fell, I forgot everything that I must do, just to be at your side
I hope by this time you feel my friendship for you.
Criticizing others will not be a solution for your happiness; you will hurt yourself and others in doing this.
Mary John Pis-an
I St. Southwell
Email Ad:sofia_pisan@yahoo.com.ph
Country:Philippines
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Special Friend
You are a very special friend of mine
Even though sometimes we fight,
We are like the sun and flower
That binds together in order to
Grow our friendship
For me nothing is meaningless
Coz our friendship is endless
Even if we don't have desame attitude
We still have a grattitude on each other
You'll always be a part of me
Like a sea that is full of wonders....
Chrissa Marie B. Villacorte
I- St.Evans
issavill11@yahoo.com.ph
Philippines
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The Little Mouse
Small and furry
a mouse in a hurry;
Take your time to carry
for the Sun shines greatly;
A cheese it may be
or a trap from the lady;
Your no less than a mouse
and a special food of the kitty.
Running with your might,
and if the cat sees you ,
then, close your eyes tight.
If you can't resist it then,
go by the valley;
seeking refuge from every harm,
swarm, swarm,
that's is all you can do.
the night might persist
to make you resist, but,
you cant take it farther anymore;
then, go by the city,
and make it a jiffy
to make a new housie
for your own safety.
Gian Karlo U. Go
I- St. Ignatius
giankarlo.go@gmail.com
Philippines
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Lost in Dreams
I search the map called nowhere
But the paths themselves are decayed
Written by moving feathers
In black and ancient calligraphy
Slowly the word dream appears
I am dreaming, a world only I decree.
How can I not know where I am
When everyone else does?
I hold both my arms
I shiver; I sweat in the coldness
Trying to find the place home
I am captured by the beautiful vastness.
I know, once, I just closed those crimson eyes
After the every weight offered by the world
But now beyond the cradle I arise
Amidst weakness bet I can avoid a sword
Not even feeling a slight collapse
In that a word, is there a word?
I venture through years in hours
Where time is never intervened
Clocks are locked behind bars
Then in an echo of an aluminum can
I'll be in paradise or filled with scars
It's like I disrupt the balance of events.
Here, it's not I who dwells in my views
Imagination dwells in me
Everything is a fiction come true
In a special world only I can see
I hold on but my hands begin to let go
Why now, after my heart has fallen tightly?
I try to remain these eyes who are blinded
Or endlessly escape the claws of my reality
A mistake of a helpless mind
And yes, though each view is worthy
I couldn�t, I shouldn�t hold by
I cannot forever live by fantasy.
Marvin T. Lagonera
marv_d_gr8@yahoo.com
Philippines
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"MY SPECIAL ONE"
You're my inspiration.
Having you in my life is my devotion.
Any one can be my special someone.
But I choose you to be my special one.
On the day I gave up.
You came and help me stood up.
You're the one who gave me hope.
To free this misery that I coped.
All my questions I might not be able to answer yet.
But I know I fell in love with you with no regret.
I might love you 'till the day I die.
And this I swear to you is not a lie.
Your love might be unique
Just like an antique.
If only you know what love is...
You will see what a wonderful world there is.
donessa_nanding06@yahoo.com
Philippines
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