I still love you

What would you be like in one year or two?

You could be married with the person
you love now or someone else.

There are millions of things
we don't know about life.

But just being honest with you

There's one thing I know much about
and that is...

I love you still.

And I don't want to let you go.

I will fix you

If you were a broken Tv,
I will fix you and reuse.

it's all mine to overcome it

I can hardly believe he'll go back
no matter how hard I try.

I guess I need to learn
how to let go the person
when he loves someone else more.

Although I can't change the situation
it's all mine to overcome it.

Just like holding an umbrella
when it rains hard.

I got to learn to be wet and be cold.

Just one last chance to have you back

I always thank you.

You were always on my side
whenever I was in trouble.

And I appreciated you for
becoming part of my family.

In my last vacation,
I thought about you a lot.

But there was nobody to talk
about my problems.

I may sound strange but

I thought that if there's one person
who can understand me in this world,
it would be you.

You're the only one
who'll be on my side
no matter what happen.

And speaking of sides,
you're the only one left on my side.

But how could you...

How could you do this to me?

You left me behind
with that woman you called love.

Now I'm alone.

Okay, so you must have loved each other.

But don't I have the right chance?
Just one last chance to have you back?

For I can't just leave you
when I see your life falling apart.

Please tell me my love

The flowers and cards
you sent for special days

Oh how could I not recognize that
it meant nothing?

What do you do when you face
a reality you can't take?

If you know about it,
please tell me what to do my love.

Now that I know
there's someone else in your heart

The unforgettable night

Man:

do you remember the night
under that beaming moon
where the stars hid their lights
ashamed to see a brighter love
that holds each others hands

Woman:

of course, my love
how can i ever forget
a sapphire breezy night in the balcony
on fire with love
holding the hands of a man
filled with love and desire

Man & Woman:

That night was unforgettable

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

I've taken up martial arts
so i can be with you.

You said you gain more weight
than the year before.

But I think
I've grown to love you more.

Yes, I promise
to love you more next year.

I suppose, you no longer
notice me these days.

But that's alright.

I like the closeness we have.

Remember, I'll always be here
to wish you Happy Birthday!

numb

I sewed and stitched day and night
till my fingers went numb

just to finish a heart
that never feels a damn

Smile

you smiled that smile
and it brought out the sun in me

it changed me
from sunset to sunrise

a love that can never be

i was on your back
looking at you
while stepping on your shadow
and thought,
"This is where I want to be"

But that was also the time
when i realized that
a love like this can never be
for you don't have a space for me
there in your heart

a heart that always belongs
to someone else

it was my heart

Do you remember the day

you fell into the water

and almost drown?

It wasn't the apple

you got that day.

It was my heart.

Thank you!

For coming into my life

and visiting me home.

^*

i didn't say goodbye
that's why i'm back

the fruit trees bore fruit
i wanted to stay longer and
pick fruit and
sell it with you

Morning Glory

Who is more beautiful?
The morning glory or you?

I thought the morning glory was
the most beautiful before I met you.

I'm the morning glory
and you're a sunflower.

Can I dare love you?

my coffee

should i compare you
with my coffee?

like my coffee
you gave me
diverse sensation

creamy jokes
that flatters me

sweet advices
that i can't help but listen

bitter stories
that made me tears

hands, hugs and kisses
that warmed me from my coldest days

if you were my coffee
i wish to have you all day

what a feeling

OMG! what a a feeling!

please tell me
why do i suffer this way

sweaty palms,
jumpy stomach,
thumping heart,
and nervous jitters

am i now dosed with PEA?

why am i on
kick-up-your-heels
on-top-of-the-world feeling
every time you're with me?

is this an indication
that i am attracted to you?

please no,
please yes
just i wish
it's a plain
emotional tention

room

you told me stories
you teach me lessons
you never cease to introduce
the nature of this life

why now and not before
where my brain has still
the room for that education

the question

today you were asking me
why i was staring at you

if you only knew the truth
and what's deep within

I could have told you that
i wish to memorize the man
that never exists in my brain

cease

today i'm in four-leaf clover
because i have you as my other leaf
that made me cease chasing
after the luck that never interests me

lucky

lucky clover
lucky leaf
most people search it
intentionally
to gain the promised merit

Fall with her

When your lover fell

You may think, to give her hand

and let her stand will help her.

You're absolutely right.

But I tell you, there's better than that,

And that is to fall with her

and see her eye to eye.

Dayie

wearing a smile
she is as pretty as the sky
alive, energetic
she has the power
of the sea
and the brilliance
of the mountain's summit
so high that everyone
look up to her
including me

pure coffee

bitter is the pure coffee with no sugar
but this is better than the sweetened one
it won't make you diabetic
and since you're without
so there's no complications, no problem
no suffering

so endure the coffee
pure, bitter, unsweetened
as long as it won't put your life an end

closet

why hide
in the closet?

where it's
dark and stuffy

only clothes
are to be found

why not
go out?

find the one
that wears them

oasis in the desert

feeling exhausted
wanted to close eyes
and take a rest

you asked me
to give you a break
and revived

then i hand you
a cup of coffee
to refresh

with open hands
you received it
you're delighted

as you placed it
to your dried lips
and quenched

telling me
as you finish it
all the way down

you said
you've found
an oasis in the desert

never

and why should i talk to you?
on the first place you're nothing
not important,
and i don't want to pretend
but it's sad to hear that
every afternoon
i'm waiting for you
to come by
and sit in
to talk about life

but now
have to say goodbye
and never again will
i answer you
never

stay away

stay away
don't look
never call me
i don't want you

for i'm not a help
i am a disaster
can't fall on me
so please don't dream

i'm nothing
i don't want you
is there anything
i can do to forget me?

if you desire
come kill me

i'm falling

hate the feeling
don't want it again
this has been forgotten
but this heart is pounding hard

whenever i see you
the joke, the teasing
the crazy moments we share

never denies the fact
that you turn me on
and now the fire seems
to burn and kill me

no matter how much i wanted it to die
i'm now falling for you

poison

oh come on
stop flattering me
i know myself
better than you

i don't need your complement
they will not do anything with me
i have enough confidence
even in your absence

and beside i know
they're just plain lip service
part of the plot
a poison when i drink it

the other woman

why can't you understand
stop insisting, i am not
and i will never be your woman

i tried to sympathize
and be on your shoes
but this life and time is not ours

i wish to embrace the challenge
but i can't swallow the fact
that if ever it will happen

i will just be your other woman

faculties unable

gray sky
i'm blur, everything is pale
i don't want to see
undiscerning
so quiet,
i'm stuffy,
calm, tranquil
my day is numb
couldn't feel anything

i wonder
if i can still stand a day
without my perception
my faculties unable

only with you
i will be stable

promise

i
promise
that
i
will
love
you
until
my
last
breath.

i hate him, calling me honey

there's this man
who is collecting women

he desired to gather them all
wrapped them in his arms
and call them his own

he tried to call each of them
his babe, his honey,
his sweetheart

wishing they'll all be pleased
and they'll fell lucky to have him

but not i,
for that made me disagree

i hate him calling me, honey

the acacia tree with a thousand fireflies

one night he was driving
for seven hours in a long road
with his rented green motorcycle

he was brave enough to maneuver
an unknown road who's leading him
to see the light in the darkness

he closes his eyes to feel
the real touch of the wind
rushing to his sensitive brown skin

he hears the real singing
of crickets and frogs croaking
natures voice of tranquility

a joy in his heart he possess
in that moment seeing
the end of the darken road

held a huge acacia tree
lighted by nature--
with a thousand fireflies
he wishes to capture
but couldn't

The man brilliant as his name is

there is this man in pursuit
born short, small, and brown

he is scared when he came
with written confusion on his face

he thought to be alone
with no one to turn to

he's seeking for the truth
tries as hard a he can
just to follow the road

and in simplicity of the children
he found the genuine smile
of contentment

and thought he is more blessed
in knowing shorter people,
big unhealthy
black and white but not happy

and realize, that he is
the masterpiece of nature

brilliant and sparkling
never afraid to be broken
as he is named Shin

never wish to be a bonsai

life is a work of art
alone, scared and cowardly
i suppose everyone
has their own experience

tend to hide
to a safer place; protected
but never bloom
to its fullest

like a tied bonsai
planted in a limited space
an art they say
but i disagree

i still want to be free
to naturally grow in the wild
harmful it may be
but i'm not scared

this surely make me smile
to every sprout i made
i stretch my faith
as time mend my broken heart

goodbye

you go down again
and humbly offer a hand
to apply that lotion;
a potion that moisturize
that once a dry feeling
we used to share

it made me tears
but it's somehow late
to cure our marriage
it's cracked and in pieces
the cure wasn't enough
to put as back again

sad but willing to accept
the fate we happily end
i promise i will never regret
time was not on our side
it's but goodbye
that we hate to embrace

Marriage

marriage is more than frenzy
it's more than emanation

and between couple
talking and giving opinions;
sharing dreams and hopes
are as important as coition

i swear, i'm happy and
that i don't need to mention

i'm yours and i will be
but please listen to me

i need your ears
i need your sympathy
and together we'll share
the pains, the turmoils
your sorrows, i will borrow
i'll understand the ABC's
i'll sing in your tune
i'll be bold and never lie
i'll promise we'll share a cry

November Morning

there is this wind of love
that passes by in the air
to every human beings
turns their hearts to feel

romances of gray skies
hard rains in the morning
soft wind that touches skin
wet roads of destination

the month of November
makes me remember
the days we were together
in the grass sitting along the river

watching the the water
running over the river bed
the fantasy the dream of every girl
to stay beside you
in this unforgettable
one breezy November morning

my portrait

perhaps i'm best known
in making portraits
of myself in a poem

but this is the only way
i can remember the days
of my "pains and passions"

for i wish to see the end
with the power of colors
and the strength of love

words written in shapes
curves are touched
as fragrances scented

mold me in your brain
make me your own
i'll promise to stay still

Up there we climb

i know it isn't easy to see
with your eyes closed
but feelings are better felt
when you didn't see a light

like the wind that blows
in the middle of the night
and the heat from the couch
pinch a bit but not to hurt

i wish to know you more
when i'm the one in control

i wish you moan like the wind
i wish you climb up the cliff
and sweat as we get closer
on top we will hold hands together

closed eyes, open ears
and with your whisper
i live and lift my spirit up
in the seventh heaven

where i wish to stay still
but can't be...
only in my memory

I prefer for the Joy than Luck

Normally,
we look for the LUCK
which is out there...
oh, so hard to find.

Forgetting the JOY
that we normally wear
everyday...

oh, stupid are we
to be called geniuses...

I'd rather be
dumb and happy
than gifted of high intellect
but heavyhearted...

The real beauty of a maze

there was this woman

who ran towards the end

around the maze

and took the tour puzzle

in Jeju island

to see for herself

how she can get out

from the labyrinth

without a doubt

she was caught

by her own confusion

since that pathways

have its twists and turns

and to navigate is difficult

as it is bewilderment itself

the confusing network

of intercommunicating paths

pushed and strengthen her

to see the way clearly

as the walls and paths

can change during the game

where the real beauty

of a maze can be found

ironically without our knowing

hcalumarde:)

The four-leaf clover

my first note is written

for the woman holding

a four-leaf clover

so eager to kneel down

and search hard for hours

for serendipity and fortune

ignoring everything

putting aside the others

just to earn the promise

happy as she can be

as she found the only,

the rarest, the luck

wearing a smile

from ear to ear

she never realizes

the normal, ordinary

three-leaf clover

she dumped over

is the happiness

that surrounds her

which we also tend to forget

a milk fish relleno

oh what a cold night
warm me more i'm here
storm me strong; i beg you
rain me hard; it will be a pleasure

but i'm sure you can't
because you're there
and i'm just right here

we're distant, we're far off
i'm young and you're old
oh wrong,
you're young and i'm old

i'm sweet and you're sour
i wish to devour you;
and shallow you
i'll engulf you
like you're without bones
a milk fish relleno
hmmm...yummy~

An Old Hand

you tend to master
all sorts of words
pugnacious,
genius like Mozart

everything's a piece of cake
tracing lines and colors
you delineate like the artists
Leonardo and Micheal Angelo

there's nothing you can't do
all is possible with your fingers
long, short, wide, narrow
true, lie they're products
of your experience

you're an old hand
i salute you

solitude

head wrapped with a red towel
hair soaked wet from shower
desired to freshen up once thinking

sat down in front of the computer
then trying to cross the legs
moving its finger with the keys

building words from fantasy
desired to cure the solitude
that's teasing since yesterday

the woman--confused

there's a woman confused about life

and it's love that made her bewildered,

stupefied hiding its secret unknowingly

the world has seen it as it is curved

in her face so full of apprehensions,

questions about the uncertainty

of this life she called confusion

cycle of life

do i have to write about the pain?
about that grievous trouble?
that tribulation, the misfortune?
were the road is leading me

no i will not, but i will about hope
for i will recover; that, i desire
there is no such thing as forever pain
for life is a cycle, it circles round

like a train, it may stop every station
and susceptibilities are in all sort
as we go along with our drive
here, in this cycle of life

the story about love

buot kong sulaton kadtong panagtagpo
sa duha ka gugma nga andam mudawat
sa kaparutan sa ilang kaugmaon
ug sa walay duha duha mapahiyumon

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I wish to write about the meeting
of two lovers who are willing to accept
the misfortune of their future
and without a doubt their smiling

hcalumarde:)

in the future

didto unya sa sunod natong panagkita
uban ko ikaw sa walay katapusang kalipay
atong saw-an ang katam-is
nga ikaw ug ako ang magdimdim

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there in our next meeting
i'll be with you in the never ending joy
and together we share the sweetness
that you and i will savor


hcalumarde:)

the happy ending

dili kini ang katapusan
dili kini ang panamilit
dinhi lang ako maghulat kanimo

pahiran ko ang akong mga luha
ug dili ko ikaw kamingawan
ako kanang ipasalig kanimo

----------------------------------------------------------

this is not the end
this is not the goodbye
here i'll wait for you

i'll wipe all my tears
and i will never miss you
that i can assure you


hcalumarde:)

i wish

the charm that i used to have
vacate and left my heart empty

now i'm inside this abyss
i couldn't decide

i'm in solitude,
i find myself deserted

i wish a gorge of love
flows over me

i'm hopeful
i'm not yet in despair

someday
i'll gain back my risibility

early morning blues

the morning has come
with no sun to avail
and the clouds are still sleepy
to unveil the new page of another day

agitated, in the sense of trepidation,
i have lots of apprehensions
i desired a fight
even without their recognition

i wish to calm down
be contented
and embrace happiness
before the day could end

phlegmatic

sleepy head
drowsy eyes
lethargic as i am
i feel lazy
i am phlegmatic

i wish i'm with him
to be stormed
as i put on the sash
the storm window
that can swing me away
with no annoyance
from my mind
i decline

with you

i will not promise
but i will write
as much as i can
here in my heart
you'll never be forgotten

since life is a work of art
i hereby sketch you
in words that i know

i will make you alive
that even in your absence
i'll still be standing here
to see and embrace
the past that i spent
with you

Journey with Lucy

in the darken room we hold
the imperceptible light of the candle

blackout must have taken away
the light that we borrowed to see

insufficient oxygen
for us to inhale

determination moved us
to travel along with the past

the ten-day journey
the recollection

the walk, the climb
the talk, the laughter

on foot we go
back to our memories

that has lead us to know
what has happened
and what is coming

this life may bring us
someday in the future

the journey with Lucy
thus taken only
in the classroom with me.

they didn't know it's real meaning

anger, fear, envy, jealousy

what more do they know of me?
what else do they want from me?

isn't it me who knows what is best?
isn't it me who can tell how i really feel?

yes, i feel disappointed, frustrated
i resented why they judge me more
and not knowing me instead

i could have been open to them
i could have told them
that i need understanding
than the judgments
they throw against me

how sure are they to know?
that i doubted and i regretted
from the fact that
they didn't know its real meaning

Lucy

Lucy the light , my light
you who belong to sky of diamonds
that made you as brilliant
as it is -- you are
who embrace the darkness
you encounter
and savor the pain you undergo
in your journey
they all made you stronger
and bring you to light
as i am now looking up to you
how can i be like you--strong, tough
and never fail to adjust
at whatever changes may come
wonderful Lucy like diamonds
polished by the past
and by the nature of time
that desired to tear you apart
but never succeeded
for you're unbreakable
i am dazzled

the seed

the seed will sprout
enough to carry a nest
of birds that may fly
beyond the clouds
while you and I
sit down at its foot
of the former
grain that we planted
our hairs maybe white
but our love is never fading

Should I?

should i say hold me?
should i ask you to love me?

what should be the right thing to say?

yes, i want you near me
for my life is hell
without you loving me

memories i dreamed about

i miss the times we've shared
the kisses, the hugs
and the teasing we've made
in the bed we call our own heaven

but now it's fading--
you hardly see me and my cravings
now i'm lost without the caresses
and the romances once told to be ours

hopeful we have the old pages again
and read the thrilling words
of "i love yous"
that makes me warmer
while we're on our way

but those...
will just be memories
i dreamed about

The wicked witch

The wicked witch has fallen
when he desired to catch the silver shoes
but never did he succeeded
when the girl turned toward her
and pour down the water
he never expected to be the answer.

Poor witch,
now he's just a memory.
He's just melted away with
his greed and avidity
for power to procure the girl
he longed to have as his possession.

Morning Blues

cool morning
cool thinking
collecting memories
from the dreams
i had in my sleep

cool beginning
a terror in the end
just like the rain
that falls simultaneously
with my tears

hardly recognized
deceived by the smile
my face is wearing.

No words

I haven't told you what's in my mind
I can't dare tell you honestly

I wish I had the courage
I wish I had the words

I hate but I'm scared
My heart has felt the worst

I swear I never hurt anyone
I used to be
Now I regretted.