Pain
Poise knows bold choice,
Art follows heart;
Ink stains root voice,
Note how you start.
Pulse sparks thought strains,
Abide in truth;
Ideas now gain,
Numb feel hints proof.
Peak primal pain,
Adjust and see;
Indulge sad strains,
New hurts set free.
Point to old pains,
Ask to bear each;
In loss that rains,
Now fumbling reach.
Leon Enriquez
24 August 2015
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015
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