When is the right time?
Time reveals the unknown; with conviction.
Foreshadowing tears of pain and guilt
In lieu of a summer's day, rain provides ample solace
Soothing the soul in a cathartic swirl
Will the right time come?
Restless is the boggled heart, till truth be told
Overwhelming the mind, slurring its purity
Never admitting its concealed debauchery
Gaudily retorting with a smile
Why ask?
Indistinct is the redness of the sky
Terror in all it's dim crimson glory
Hypnotizing, fixating, magnificent
Must I go on and on with the inevitable?
End the uncertainty, enter uneasiness
It's like deja vu all over again.
Presage
sa madamdaming direksyon ni Juan Carlos Franco Friday, August 1, 2008 at 7:52 PM
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