I won't sleep.
I won't shut my eyes.
I won't dream
if dreaming of you
meant that I won't see you
in the morning rain.
The rays caress my face
that once covered in disgust
for unbearable lies.
The rain
pours
mercilessly
on my
sunburned
face.
(Ateneo de Manila University, Jun 13, '08 5: 43 AM)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem