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sally_gallego

Philippines

May 20, 2016

For some it's freedom which  they're yearning for

but the truth is, it's a waywardness that makes a deviation

For some it's a gusto beyond limitation                  

That can make them happy and stray them

For obstinacy is perverseness

That leads someone to wickedness

Pushing forward  selfish stands

Like a lamebrain locked into lame duck plans

06:37 AM Jul 18 2016

btwentytwo
Syrian Arab Republic

A really nice poem and it,s an honour to see our prince comment here nice seeing you sir here 

01:09 AM May 21 2016

sally_gallego
Philippines

Thanks a bunch!))) Kindly correct those poems. I need corrections.

01:08 AM May 21 2016

m400sixty
Syrian Arab Republic

A beautiful poem just like the one who wrote it 

March 25, 2016

I was at sixes and sevens

I almost freaked out

My heart hardened

My mind got twisted

Was it a result of tiredness?

Or was it a display of my displeasing colour?

I could hardly grasp

I could hardly bear

Were those things I felt perhaps a trial?

A trial of my faith?

A trial of my vocation?

Good thing I have this rooted inner calmness

I made to weigh things

I made to chill myself

Was it a part of your plan God?

Or was it just a mere happening?

I was really confused

And became listless for a day

Thank you God for the next day

I made to transcend the previous day

06:34 AM Apr 05 2016

sally_gallego
Philippines

Thank you dear Kevin! I will make another poems when I am sad again.hehe

03:16 PM Apr 03 2016

kecatos

kecatos
Peru

Hey, I ve been reading your poems they are really nice, I see that trought them you express how you feel day by day. I hope you can write more always inspired in your daily life. :D

March 25, 2016


Where are those friends when you need them the most?
When you need someone to count on and weep with?
Where are they when you feel abstruse?
When you need comfort and consolation?
They're miles away and they're busy as a bee.
Some shun and hide, some don't care, and some do not want to get involved in your problems.
So just be it. Just consider the fact that you are alone. 
Call them? No, do not call them. Don't ask them to converse you.
It's your time to call God and tell him everything. Tell to him your problems and burdens. Cry him a river. Express your sorrows. Tell him that you need him most, that you have nowhere to go on and you have no one to count on.