Sheldon Allen Saluta
Blearing Love - Poem by Sheldon Allen Saluta
Am I right to end our nexus?
Just for a simple jealous?
But I need a protection
For my heart, not ventilation
Why my tears suddenly fallin’?
I heard voice, I felt something’s calling’
I followed, I saw something
It was my life book of living
I was reading it, with pleasure
But there’s nothing to measure
And staring at a blank page
There is something wrong, not usage
I, do, about to realize
Tears and page are traumatize
Now I know, the cause of tears
And a blank page is “You to Blear”
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