Copy-Paste (Mystery)

Shaped Poem - Ginger bread

Conned by amity

CONNED BY AMITY

I saw a new post as I open my home page

A photo of the man I‘ve loved in my young age

Back then he was my good and close friend

My hero, my savior whose there to defend

His smile brings brightness in my eyes

His broad shoulder, such masculine lines

He always looks so good with his skin in tan

His tallness seems to be every girl’s ideal man

With a deep voice, such music to my ears

That brought this feeling I had for years

I kept it hidden, afraid to lose you in my life

Just then i realize I was trapped in a perfect lie

Now as I look at you in that posted picture

I could trace every happiness in your feature

Seeing your face lighten up by that bright smile

Seems to tear this heart, “dear why oh why?”

My friend I thought to me you are so true

It hurts to know that you can’t love me too

But what hurts the most is to see you so happy

Holding the hand of the man you love so truly

I guess I need to face this truth I cannot out run

Sad to say, the man I love… is in love with a man.

MARIA

By: Kaye V. Sevilla

Awakened by the sun’s light

And the noise by the side road

She’ll carry her belongings

And she would run down the street

You’ll see her knock on your window

And plea for mercy or food

Give her a cent or more

Maria overjoys

She puts on a garb, and colored her cheeks

Untangled her hair and reddened her lips.

She’ll walk pass some alley

And later be picked

By some stranger to be feed

With her body and flesh

And in the dark corner of the room

Maria would weep.

Sweat in her crown

And a broom in her hand

With grimy dishes on the sink

And dirty laundry in the punnet

She would look at the crib

And watch her baby sleep

She would put up a smile

 Maria endures

She sat in that wooden chair

With her tied gray hair

In rhythm, rocking herself

Waiting for her end

She would wonder about her bygone

Pain, gay and restless she feels

And everything turns dark

Now, Maria could rest