Itaas ang Sariling Bangko Part 1
Sher A Tria on Ana Cey G:
She’s a humble rose in the midst of a flourishing garden, glaring yet vulnerable
Once touched, she would retaliate, but once tamed, she would concede
She dances with the wind with such grace, her charm is unmistakable
There she was, a mere individual who’s not even waiting to be recognized
Yet she is a manifestation of a keen seraph wandering in this obscurity
A seraph that can serenade anyone who dare pass her way,
With her profound words I must say
Conspicuous façade that exudes exquisiteness
The missing fragment of God’s creation
Beyond doubt a beauty to be reckoned with.