Offered Sentiment Poem by Prandy Clark Banawan

Whip my mind from chained thought
For so long had made disguised.
Raise from grave the heartought
As truth must ruled over lies.

I once dig deep within my heart,
And plant their wrath of seed unhurt.
Cumber chastised ‘til it grows,
And bear a joyful season rose.

A lovely smile withered it not;
Your tender touch had made it hot
Until it burns of too much heat
And lain no peace, nor ease so neat.

Slay my pride, beat my innocence.
I can’t last longer your further absence;
A lit candle when left alone
Will melt, will gone, with tears, will groan.

Even while when I need rest,
I lost no hope yet it did shine.
I may no man among the best
But please decline no rose of mine…