All fades away;
my very moment,
my best dream,
my worst sorrow.
I hear, at times, a warning come of bitter partings at its gate,
Even though I still insist on,
I still believe in.
When does the mourn cease?
What shall I do?
Patience.
I have been yelding to despair, beneath the strain of care.
No matter how hard I try,
All those pains will still remain,
because at this very moment
they haven´t fullfilled their legacy yet.
So, I remain quiet , not calm, though.
There not that far, where all fades away,
I am waiting for the time to come and rejoy love again.

gilbert antonio
word maker