Pieces
Can touch strain
In harsh pain
To bring gain
In sad train
Bits of wit
In odd fit
Score a hit
Tat for tit
It looks sweet
How hope greets
To spur feats
On strange beats
Lest you know
A crisp glow
Watch words show
A brisk flow
Count on poise
To frame voice
Yet harsh noise
Treats warm choice
Check that mood
For your good
In burnt wood
As fate broods
Now in truth
Lack funds proof
On the roof
In lost grooves
Piece by piece
Last thoughts tease
To burn ease
In lost lease
Now you dream
As fate streams
A blank page
For blown rage
Leon Enriquez
04 August 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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