A New Day

November 6, 2006 / San Jose Occidental Mindoro

The sun had risen on the east

The moon’s remnant lies on the west

The morning dues still are wet

But still, yesterday’s a day I can’t forget

 

I’ve slept for about eight hours

But still, I felt tired

It’s as if I’ve been running for hours

My heart still beats fire

 

My exhaustion files up

As I am about to leave

That happens every time I stand up

And try to remember the passed eve.