LUNAA Poem by Carmina EchaviaOh,
Luna, Why
do you stare at me But
shine on others? Why
do you collect my dry tears But
paint on yourself their shouting smiles? Why
do you whisper "come" But
give the stairs elsewhere? Do
you desire to be my crown? Or
lure me to your sea under To
drown? © 2017 Carmina Echavia |
AuthorCarmina EchaviaTagum City, Davao del Norte, PhilippinesAboutCarmina means poetry in Latin. more..Writing
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