Heaven in a Bitter Bud
Dangling by the ceiling these moths
Such lackluster but can never abort
Eternity that these starlights behold
Let it go, take flight, let it all unfold
A constellation I had never knew
A cyst of emptiness that have pursued
To instigate another endless flight
I'll take my best friend some other night
To show the heaven in a bitter bud,
Bliss and anguish holds the same rod
Hope is not so bad,
Heaven is not so bad.
poem by Norman Santos
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