She takes a deep breath
Not minding tomorrow
Not thinking about yesterday
She steps slowly
To the shadows of her dark past
Slowly tears fell from her eyes
She was burnt long before she knew
She can no longer handle the storm inside her
She then disappeared
And through silence, she recovered
And long gone, she flew again
With her wings, all back in
With her spirit whole again.
It’s a chain you put in my heart
Like a lock you set so I’ll be blind
How can I love someone like you?
A bloodsucker that I can’t endure
He’s not abusive, I told myself
You smiled and grin, plotting my death
I gave my neck so you might heal
But you took away all the blood in me
Green palettes flow in your bloodstream
Guess they never see how you treat me
And I was frozen at Coldstream
Yes, you’ll never know how I feel
Cause you’re not abusive, you’re a bloodsucker
A kind you will never stop to be
Until I’m done, until I’ve done enough
When does enough becomes so much enough?
To the point where you lose
To the point where I win
To the point where there’s no point.
I hear you talkin’
The rants you keep on saying
And it’s me you’re suspecting
How can we turn into nothing?
I see you saw me going
And the bags I’m packing
Are at the front door waiting
Since September evening
The roses you gave were cut and stepped
Its beauty and power no longer has effect
How can you be so selfish when we’re not even meant
You better keep loving as you watch me leaving
I love you
But you love yourself too much
So how about me?
I feel you, my bitter melon
Nobody wants to eat you at first
But if they only knew
You’re not that bad, hey
They never knew what’s inside of you
Cause they judge by what they see of you
Hey bitter melon, I’m here, I’ll have you
You’re welcome in my world if they don’t want you.
THIS GOES OUT TO ALL DISCRIMINATED GAY OUT THERE:
I often ask myself and wondered why
While there’s a glimpse of cloud in the sky
While they were mocking me for who I am
Because they do not see themselves in me
They haven’t tried to walk a day in my shoe
So I cried alone, so my weakness will not show
But I know manhood’s not measured by what they know
But by how someone love their own
So I ignore the bullies and the discriminating critics
They looked at me as if they say “boo!”
They’re acting like our kind are doomed
But I know, out of love, I was created, I’m also a human
Their eyebrows raised when I walked their way
Not minding what I’ve gone through a day
They won’t care, they won’t know how it is to be a gay
Special Thanks to John Maverick Jocson for contributing the title for this poem.
You make me breathless
With your caress
You left me powerless
No more, no less
And with every touch
You make me feel alive
With your head on my shoulder
It just couldn’t get any better
Your romance blooms like a rose
As my heart that was once closed
You opened my senses to love
Now I’m flying freely as a dove
This face you once saw
Will someday grow old
Wrinkles will be on my skin
My vision will not be so clear
My hair will soon be white
But I’ll still take care of you
I hope you know that once in a while
I always have you on my mind
My beauty will fade
My teeth will fall
My back will bend
Until I’m stuck in bed
Like a dying flower, I will fade
But in my heart, it’s just a decade
The skin that you see now, the skin you feel
Will turn crumpled, until you no longer see me.
In my quest to be everything
I became nothing
So I tried to spit them fire
But though, I drowned in the sublime
My words scribbled and mumbled
And it got me twisted over fabled
I guess that’s what a chocolate is for
When everything seems to be going wrong
Give me a worry-free Monday afternoon
Give me something worth waiting for
Spare me silence and I’ll give you freedom
But it’s me who’s chained in boredom
In a five street highway, I stood in the middle
Nowhere to go, I don’t know where to walk
So I picked the way which is close to scribbles
And there I walked, not bothered If I’m not heard.
There was a girl
She tried to fit in
She tried everything
But nothing seems to work
No one seems to be fine
Nothing seems to rhyme
So she stood in front of the mirror
And loved her reflection
She loved what she saw
She felt uncanny
So she took out her sword
She’d like to slice every piece she saw
But then, oh, She lose
On surrender, she loved all her flaws
And she lived happily ever after
There are so this days
When emptiness is a yes
When ground seems so close
When the rope seems so lose
And you, you take it to the level
Where you’re the only clever
Nothings seems to care
No one seems to dare
Words are spoken
They are what their mouth are
Where follies are
Another busy day
Take me to the hay
Take me to the roof
Let me take a look
And oh, that’s so down
Cars blowing horn
Nah, just let me sit
And a cup of coffee, I sip
In the skies is where I long to be
To be an air flowing freely
Passing by as the earth go round
Conquering mountains as I surround
And I joined my kind as we pass by
The group of air as we look down
Freely going, freely passing
Looking upon the land as in the skies I’ll be seeing
I’ll be a bubble in the air, giving you joy.
Dance to your own beat
Don’t mind those who are looking
Sing and let your soul soar
Never hold back, never hide
And when the rain falls down on you
Don’t be afraid, you just gotta go on
Everything will be alright, dear
I am here to wipe your fears
From her first walks to her first talks
Brought her parents so much joy
On her 12, she first carried crafts of her hands
On her shoulders she carried, to buy a land
And on her 20’s she dances and sang
On her town that she’s so known
As a girl who sings out loud
A girl with a golden heart so unfound
On her 30’s she bear children
One with golden hands of art
One with hands which had rhymes
One is painting, one is writing this
On her 40’s nearly 50’s she guarded them
Telling stories of her past and deep sentiments
Saying goodness, putting kindness
To her children, she taught meekness
And on her 60’s, she got sick, got her bone weakened
A bed and a box of medicine in a gloomy weekend
And on a Sunday she left, leaving her empty
A glimpse of her smiling is what had left her hoping
“October 10 is my mom’s supposed to be 65th birthday, but she left 2 years ago. I made this for her. To all of those who’s still with their mom, love them while they’re here. It’s hard to lose one. Cause you can never have another”
Those hands picked the three leaves
From the spot where she lives
Her world was changed and uncluttered
With just one sip of tea, life’s all that matters.
Hello WordPress People!
It’s been a while since I last posted, it’s because I had a tight schedule and a not so bloody gums when I had a tooth extraction.
On 23 September, I was nominated for the “Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award” by Aakansa of http://akansha1104.wordpress.com/. You have to visit her site as well cause she’s sweet and kind :)
Thank you for this Aakansha! Again, this means much to me. :)
Here are the guidelines:
Thank and link the person who nominated you. Add the award to your post and site. Answer 10 questions provided to by the person nominating you. Provide 10 questions of your own to be answered by those you nominate. Nominate your bloggers for the award. (AND comment on their blogs to inform them.)
10 QUESTIONS I MUST ANSWER :)
1) What is the one thing that you would or would not want to change about yourself.
Not sure, but I wanna get whiter :)) I don’t want to change my eye – because I might see things differently after which.
2)Confess something daring about yourself.
Daring or Challenging about me is I’m hard to find and harder to keep. I sometimes have a perfectionist side, by which I try to suppress by the best of my ability.
3)What superpower would you want to have?
If I’d have a superpower, I would like to be invisible. So I can kiss all the people I love, without them seeing it’s me. I think it’s sweet and am also dreaming of that *-*
4)If you ever got the chance to meet me, would you?
Yes! Sure! I’d like to meet fellow WP bloggers, given the chance :)
5)Who inspires you the most?
Many poets here inspire me. Arvhee, Patty, Michelle Marie, Poets on PoetsCorner – they inspire me! :)
6)What is your favorite ice-cream flavor?
Chocolate / Cookies and Cream
7)Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?
Still blogging? Maybe with a daughter who looks like me or a son who looks like my boyfriend :)
8)Mountains or Plains?
9)What is that one particular thing you’re scared of the most? (Be Honest)
I’m scared of dogs. I’d prefer to be hit by a car than be bitten by a dog.
10)What do you think about my blog and why do you follow it?
Seeing your posts, I think you’re dedicated to what you’re doing. i used to have time before, like updating my blog, posting poems almost daily, but now, I can’t do it. That’s why I want to congratulate you and thank you at the same time – for sharing us a piece of you – through your writings. Keep going. Thank you again :)
10 QUESTIONS FOR MY NOMINEES:
1) What are your pet peeves?
2) Are you an introvert or extrovert? What type (if ever you know yours) ?
3) If you would be stuck in an island and you’re allowed to bring 5 things, what are those?
4) Who’s your favorite singer/musician?
5) What’s your usual get up?
6) What do you think is my worst and best post?
7) When did you start blogging and what was your purpose back then?
8) Beauty or Brains?
9) Vampire or Zombie?
10) What’s one top secret you wanna share with us?
And for my nominations! Here are they!
❤ Yesenia Guerra of lapoetaflor (http://lapoetaflor.wordpress.com/)
and last, but not the least
❤ Noor Shirazie of Cofee With Noor (http://coffeewithnoor.wordpress.com/)
She stood by the cliff
And like a falling leaf
She fell to the ground
Cherished the moment
And erased the frown
Her life was full of memories
Her heart full of scars and remedies
In this earth she walked
Like a passerby she lived
Each moment in every minute worthwhile
I’m not into deep
But when I look at you
I see the storm’s coming
I hear the waves roaring
I feel the rain flowing
Each stare feels like current
Like against your tide I swim
And I’m electrified and into deep
Coz I know you’re just a dream
When you seem tired and seem so lost
No where to find
Seems so restless, there’s no one you can call
Just Try.. there’s no ocean you can’t cross
When everything seems so wrong
Nothing ever seems to go on
I am just here
Just Try.. I’ll be here holding on
When there’s no love around
When no one seems to understand
Just Try.. and look up
He knows what’s in your heart
Don’t be too hard on yourself
I’ll be there on your darkest day
Just Try.. it’s okay to fall sometime
Cause everything will be alright
And when you can’t find your way home
Don’t lose your hope
You’ll soon keep going
Just Try.. and leave it all behind..
Special thanks to TL Junrey Ungria for lending me a pen and paper where I wrote this poem :)
I am thankful and humbled to receive the nomination for “Very Inspiring Blogger” award from Jemverse. Again, thanks for nominating me on this award. This means so much to me :)
I would also like to nominate the following blog sites which I believe that are very much deserving for this heart whelming award:
1. In My Metaphorical Room - inspiring poetry (the author is inspiring too :) )
2. Petitue Magique – awesome reads
3. The Starting End – heart-felt written poems
4. Poet’s Corner - lovely poems
5. A Small Act Of Kindness Can Bring Smile On Million Faces – for restoring faith in humanity’s kindness.
6. BookNVolume – inspiring words
7. Lady of the Cakes - spoonful reads
8. Poesy plus poemics - entertaining poems
9. Bipolar… with a Twist of Cancer – her posts will inspire you
10. Redgladiola - entertaining poetry
To accept this award, awardees must
- Display the award on their blog
- Announce their win with a blog post and thank the blogger who made the nomination
- Present 10 deserving bloggers with the award
- Link the awardees in the post and let them know of their nomination with a comment (or ping-back)
- Include an embedded video of their current favourite song
My current favorite song:
And to viewers and to my WordPress family, to all of you, I wanna say a big
The rain falls on my window
As I lay on one side of my bed
I played our music on the radio
And I miss you so much more
Wishing you’re beside me
When I have no other choice
But to stop this wishful thinking
And watch the world’s busy streets.
Your body moves towards me
And I’m mixed up emotionally
Like a music like a song
I hear your footsteps at my door
You walk like a sway in the air
Like how your eyes stare
And how you looked at me, I’ve melted
This love has far been underrated
I wonder how it feels to be in your arms
But still you won’t see me
Still I can’t feel…
Your presence intoxicate me
Like a wine all left to taste fine.
The reddish pillowcase bar
The soap that washes her scar
The lining deep within her skin
The spots that linger under her blemish cream
She licked her red lipstick
To her fine, beautiful lips
The eyes that got bigger
Under mascara’s power
Her eyes look at the mirror
Unending her beauty got her tremors
But then you threw away the creams
And cried her shattered heart and broken dreams
On your twenties you think you looked like Rihanna
And on your fifties almost like Madonna
You’ll always look perfect to me
No matter what they say
She got a white mask
To hide her almost perfect face
You should see how I see you
Perfect and perfectly if you ever just knew
The days of her youth
Rarely written off her hood
Her shiny hair fades
As it turns white and gray
Wrinkles all over her face
Shows what life she had
Her crumpled skin speaks
Her hard-work day and night
Her beauty fades
But her smile remained
All the beauty she has
Was written all over her heart
Just last week, I was so happy as my first book was published. Although it was not through a publisher. Because I don’t have much money, I had to print it on my own and have it book-bind.
Here in the Philippines, you have to pay the publishing house and the bookstore for them to sell your book. So there goes my remedy.
I have dreamed for this for 13 years.
When I was 13 years old, I wrote my first poems. There was a funny story behind it though. I was heartbroken by that time and the only way I could let it out is to write poems. So there. After writing five poems, I got an idea to write a lot of poems and have it published someday.
It was my secret dream. I didn’t tell anybody. Even my mother haven’t known about it. I asked my mom to keep my four notebooks full of poem, but then, it got lost. So I got discouraged.
In 2012, my mom was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. I opened a blog the day I knew it. Because I knew that I’m going to need to write again to let it out. Things turn out different. The pain that I felt was solely great that writing didn’t help.
Few months had passed, I recovered the life in me that I almost lost. I didn’t close my blog as I tried to write about the things that come to my mind.
Then, inspiration comes. I was able to write poems again. So I compiled the poems and had it in a book.
I have included the collaboration poems I had with some poets here in WordPress.
Now it’s for sale :)
I’m not selling it for profit. I sell it so I share my passion.
Thanks be to God for He allowed this to happen.