Rudy Rico Castillo
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Rudy Rico Castillo Poems
My First Narrative Poem
When he was born, the stars collapsed, No one rejoice, Not even himself.
It's Music Not Noise
Love Music, Hate Noise Music may heal you Noise may irritate you Different from every aspect.
If you love someone, be emotional. If you need some help, be emotional.
Be My Sound Effect
When I crashed, be my sound effect, You could also be my sound track, Only if you please.
A Dreamer Yet A Loser
I think I just did, Something that's indeed. I feel that I feel, Something that is real.
Help Each Other
I'm the pen, You're the hand, Problems are papers, Let's help each other.
What a great impact, to leave you unpacked. To have you only a piece of sack. Coz I'm out of stock.
Less Than Three 3
Gorgeously walking in my sight. Invulnerable with her eyes so bright. Zone-Chilling experience when I'm with her. Extreme effort is what you deserve.
Death By Degrees
You're a stranger in my life. You seems to passed by on me, And I really don't know why, But I think there's a reason why.
I'm the best ever was, You won't stand a chance. I also have a fear, But it is Undetermined Fear.
I'm Just a Fanatic
If I like something, It will last long, I should be loyal, Through something I like.
New In Life
Some people wants journey, To experience new in life. Some wants adventure, But it just the same.
What is Compact Disk? You might say it's cheap, But it has a great meaning, A really great one.
Taking All The Pieces
If life is a piece of cake, Rather take all the pieces. Isn't that ridiculous? Better think twice.
Comments about Rudy Rico Castillo
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My First Narrative Poem
When he was born,
the stars collapsed,
No one rejoice,
Not even himself.
When he was 3,
The people cry,
If why they give,
Someone like this.
When he was 10,
He's left behind,
& no one cares,
Even if he dies.
When he turned teen,
He learned to live,
Live the life alone,
Coz no one cares.
The time have passed,
On his right side,
Even in the left.
He learned to survive,
In his own way,
People loves him tight.