Sheldon Allen Saluta

Rookie (December 26,1991 / Davao City)

A Note - Poem by Sheldon Allen Saluta

One day, he asked me
“What perfect gift will be? ”
I am sure that was for me
I answered, “Love of purity”.

Again, he asked me
“What perfect time will be? ”
“Anytime will do” replied
Over joy blistered me to wild

Whole day I waited
Unwelcome facts nodded
He brought a girl next to me
“My consort”, he proudly told me

Fake smile registered
And my body shuttered
I just walk away outcast
And take a note, “This is for last”

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

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