Verse Wit
Eyes can touch
If you but see
Just as much
As truth that frees
Verse wit spools
In happy thrill
In kind pool
Of poignant deal
Writes now surge
In quantum trip
In clear urge
Where voice firms grip
To know cheer
In sad and pain
Feels so clear
In loss and gain
By this gate
Watch what measures
Splurge of fate
In sound treasure
Why ask why
When you know fest
In a sigh
Hurls your own quest
Leon Enriquez
01 September 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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