Wednesday, July 8, 2009

whatta damn thing

i know how much we have
for one another

i know about the damn consequences
and possibilities of this damn foolishness

but you're here with me
understanding my sincere insincerity

i'm not perfect
i'm not polished
i'm a stupid, damn woman
madly in love
with a stupid damn man
that's you

travesty

i was on my foot
standing in front of a door
waiting for its open
and welcomes me
on its love and passion

but the the day has ended
the sun sets
and hide in the darkness
i couldn't belive that
he has never open

now i'm here alone
in the dark--lonely
and lost,
hungry with his words
wishing all things
has its beginning

i saw it
i saw myself
in honesty
lost in travesty

Thursday, July 2, 2009

the game they call love

people have fallin in love
before we know

but i couldn't understand
why i keep dancing
with these words with you

without even thinking
if it's wrong or right

if it's jazz or pop
if it's bingo or a deal or no deal
situations that you know

i confess
i am honestly
fallin for you

i'm not sure how this game
will have its due but
i wish you play with me

come let's have
that dance
we always wanted

so let's eat that fun
and have a fill
while we're still young

right?
love you~

a sit i always wanted

i wish to change a sit with her
i wish to have the same view
as she were with you
out there in the rain
soaked and wet
and the embrace
that will bound us to death

and let's step by step
do it in gal able moment
until we're out of breath
out there in the shame
we always dream to come true
keep winning
have that smashing return
go straight to the ball
wish to have it all and wow~
oh that's sounds great
more than these poem
i wrote for you
oh, i so love you~

myths

sometimes it's necessary
to take a pintch of salt
to whatever myths
you encounter in life
but my eyes
can hardly qualify them
they're at times
in disguise.