Started with a piece of blank paper
Creating thoughts compiled by letter
Lying beneath a job of forever
Diving thru the abyss of prayer…
Mending on a broken sonnet
Pen and barren brain is all set
Morose notion is what I felt
Amended injury is all it’s left…
Tint of multiple hues is vanishing
Papers are slowly tearing
My wisdom seemed to be flying
Its comeback is now I’m wishing…
Can’t exhibit a composition to its elite
Can’t reckon the precise lexis to write
Now my nails are all I bite
Perplexity is the foe I fight…
Writing some verse devoid of ink
Incomplete ideas my wits can think
At this point, I gently sink
This sudden dilemma turns to sphinx …
How arduous can my work be?
Perceive the finest in nastiest plea
A final curtain is what they see

funny pra saken? ehehe d ko nantndhan eh haha:) joke lng nantndhn ko ung kalahati tsaka ung simple english lng haha. my sphinx png nligw..naalala ko tuloy ung goblet of fire. hehe. wla lng..nosebleed tlaga peo mganda..tama writer k nga hehe:)