Mary Joy Lumanog
Biography of Mary Joy Lumanog
I am a simple person, I like to think a about everything. I like reading poems ever since I was a child, because it makes you feel the writer thinks and feel while writing those poems. I never thought in such readings I could make some poems by myself it encourages me to release some feelings in me. It makes you release everything what you feel and the thoughts to inspire others.
Mary Joy Lumanog Poems
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Money Money Money You're just a a thing in itself But why is it your controlling me Bit by bit you consume my sanity...
Face In The Mirror
Face in the mirror I can see terror On her eyes that is me Seeing the pain on her face
Be happy! Even if... your confused, hurt, anxious
What a word What a code To find
I know in my heart when you look at me.. It's different.. sending me shivers up my spine Trying to ignore it..but the feelings won't surpass it.. And I don't know why...
Something In Your Eyes
How can I phatom the meaning within those eyes? It keeps me wondering, it makes me smile When you look at me, I feel like in heaven It seems like the sun greets me with sunshine
How I can pretend the feeling... Of what ever I am concealing... Inside this heart that I should say... But I thought it would just go away...
Would you? Dare to talk Dare to walk
I Thought It Is Spendid
I thought it is spendid... To see the glorious sun in the morning It gives me hope beyond heavens
Is the eyes can only see The things they only wanted to see... Wondering what the eyes would only think... Of what she can only see is a bleak...
Mary My Mother...
Thank you thee..my mother For all the things you blest me thee... For guiding me and not leaving my side...
Lighting up a candle To say out a wish... Thinking what would it be... For wishing is just a dream...
If I Could Fly
Why I didn't have wings... jut like the birds up there in the sky... It seems like their so free Just flying there by and by...
How obscure To heal a heart full of hatred Through the light of forgiveness...
What a word
What a code