When It Comes I Will Cry Poem by Manonton Dalan
When It Comes I Will Cry
I stare at once lovely face
full of life full of smile
looking pale now and worries
there are hurried looks, tired
am feeling tired too by looking
hope is bigger everybody said
Too much paper, too much green
i will be naked after all these
and buried deeper to uncertainty
i am wishing for miracle for once
scarce as it is i stand on my ground
been here before this could be replay
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5/5/2024 3:14:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice one... thanks Dalan