Vener santos autobiography of mission
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Vener santos autobiography of mission.
And things will grow old.
Flowers will bloom,
And soon will decay.
But when friendship starts,
All of the year it will remain fresh.
Friends will grow old,
But friendship will never.
As long as we both care,
It will remain young forever.
Death will separate it on earth,
But it will reborn in heaven.
Distillation
Jan L.
Velasco
Watching the rain spilling down,
drowning the earth below,
reminds me of
life's perpetual change.
The storm that we dread,
is a sea of kindness
that lifts--the mask
of (world's) avarice and sufferings
and fills the thirst, up to the brim of our souls.
Tracing You
Kristina Aquino
Imagine the train tracks,
the train speeding away from you.
We were somewhere
and someone else a minute ago.
So I give you this,
the poet, the imagined martyr,
unmoving in her seat--she is one
of the firsts, she is daybreak today--
it does nothing