“Please take care of my rose With little to no love She grew from ashes and rotten soil Ready to surmount the world Please take care of my rose Such a selfless force Always there for you through the worst Her grace is not deserved by most Please take care of my rose Her unyielding backbone Ought not to be incessantly strong ‘Cause of others’ wicked wrongs Please take care of my rose Appreciate her lyrical chords Writing that is both candid and soft Unveils the deepest lows from which she arose Please take care of…
Ab Bindkat Askea
From Poetry
Poem: The Art of Liberation / The Liberation of Art
“The pain of the past Carved in our hearts The faces we lost In the midst of the chaos History is the pain We evolved from & unchained Yet, we still wonder Can we survive our future Because, time is fragile Doesn’t always heal, is not agile At least togetherness remains Like a bright rose…
Poem: In Memoriam
“There is so much I want to say So much I want to tell Yet, my cords just fail And in tears, they fade away Should have seen it coming There were actually warnings Downplayed till the mourning Already foresee the numbness of homecoming As, home isn’t the place, sought in vain Till going insane, finding no terrain Home is an abstract state, humane All about people’s love, or its remains Now the later are in my mind You adding sweetness to our rough lives One of few who didn’t leave us behind Full of proof is my archive So…
Poem: Haunted House
“Regret always follows Making you feel hollow You promise it is the last Even if you know it is a lie
