Sounds no one heard but me,
shriek of woes excruciating survival,
the heads recoil sipping juice of no residue,
tentacles move invisibly possessing even every grains left,
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This poem is a great...survival of the fittest..just to live..atleast we did survive..despite in times of agony and grief.
In this advancing society one has to fullfill all living requirements of oneself and in situations like that it is indeed a self agony that keeps on excruciating with the difficulties.....Very well organized the thoughts and written them in wonder pattern...........10/10
GRABE KA AS I WAS READING THIS POEM IT SEEMS A NOSTALGIC MEMORIES WITH MY MAMA EVERYTIME I ASK HER ALLOWANCE LAGI DELAYED TEACHERS SALARY, N ALOAN PA SA COOP, ADTO PA CAGAYAN, GRABE, YOU KNOW THAT WAS AN AGONIZING EXPERIENCE THAT I NEGLECTED TO BE A TEACHER THOUGH I BELIEVE DEEPLY THAT IS MY NOBLE CALLING. NOW I KNOW A GIFT OF BEING A TEACHER IS NOBLE, A SACRIFICE, NEED NOT TO BE NEGLECTED IN LIEU FOR A VANISHING MATERIAL WEALTH. SANA MAG KA KILALA KAYO MAMA KO SHE IS APPLYING FOR PRINCIPAL 2
remarkable! chosen words are fine! 10+