Flower Power
I dreamt of running around the meadows,
Full of glee my heart is chanting
As I rest my head above my elbow
**** memories that are haunting
Those blaming faults, they chase and they follow
They feed on my cries and grunting
Bitter tears that I'm obliged to swallow
My ugliness seems enchanting.
Thy imagination is as hallow,
Like birds, feathers are landing.
Please take back the life you made me borrow.
Prayers were never sending.
-PM ,2018
Copyright © Patria Marsha Teodoro | Year Posted 2018
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