</>IN THE CANVAS OF POETRY
Melvin Banggollay
In the canvas of poetry
We write rhythmically
Anything that may simply
tingle our mind's memory.
We paint with ingenuity
and magic love's beauty,
with humor pain's fury
and tears joyful melody.
Even those hurting reality
We write so humorously
to hide sorrow's malady
and display a life of beauty.
But we can never ever deny
We burst with anger's fury
When we behold so many
tears in our life and destiny.
On every edge, we portray
hope to wipe tears away
as faith tells us that someday
behind tears, joy, we can see.
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