Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Stolen Beauty

Vibrant look vanishes.
A bright face into gloom.
Pink blush diminishes.
An ashen pallid look.
It took her youth.
Lovely smile, gone astray.
Cruel bed of tranquil,
a sorrowful embrace.
The true beauty remains,
her pure loving soul.

(c) MMV Abad @ January 22, 2009

Faith in Miracles

She sleeps…
Her gentle breathing makes her serene.
She dreams…
Nice memories, loved one, inspirations.
She sighs…
The promise of everlasting peace.
She stirs…
With all my heart, I pray…
There is still hope.

(c) MMV Abad @ January 22, 2009