Treasure Island

Geovanni Leaño

(August 31,1991 / Zamboanga City)

A poem I didn't write


There's this poem which i didn't write,
Lying at the corner of my head,
As far as i can remember that it was written,
When our paths crossed which once God wrote,
Now this poem seems painful not only in my head,
But also in my heart thats beaten,
As if in a bloody field knowing nothing to whom i fought,
Now i lie awake in my bed,
Yet, lucky to have these friends around me to listen,
listen all those hard times that i fought,
i'm happy to have their shoulders ready for my head,
Now this poem's title is still unknown,
but as long as i have my 'BESTIE' here,
and of course the 'issue family' i'm not unknown,
for everytime, I know that they're just right here,
to help me find that unknown,
this poem's title i have here,
'coz this is a poem i didn't write...

Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2008
Edited: Friday, March 21, 2008

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