"Searching"

"Searching"

"Searching"

(by; Mina Grace A. Mendoza)

Emptiness is like a Candle

Each teardrop makes my soul crying!

Till I found myself to sit by,

With my pen & my paper

Every words & beat I had

Every twinkle star's that blink

I realized why I'm still breathing?

It's because of this endless searching.

My heart can't you see I'm alone

I was travel so many places

And saw many pretty faces

but no one caught my attention

Many countless day's pass by

Thing's changes so fast,

Courage to enjoy life

And great love comes once.

I hide in a fallen curtain

Thinking who can be searching for me

Till I found myself on my own,

Reflection at a blue ocean.

I look from above the Skies

My eyes see an angel coming,

Your time & wisdom,

That retrieved with my soul searching.