i wrote some 50 poems for you,
but i choose to not let you dwell your eyes on it,
it’s all senseless..like i am a curry puff without curry,
i choose to not let you, for all its sake..it may go unseen and float to abyss…
its not like that, i know..
but i choose to not let you read it,
for all this time being, you are..
more than joyful apart from my somber poetry…
i choose to not let you have it,
for it is the only way to not impede your bliss.
i wrote those poems,
words that can’t be contained,
words that keeps bursting inside,
emotions hunger for your breath,
affections never been dealt,
feelings i can even comprehend,
for life is a lot less than ordinary without your cause..
i am living blind,
i am lost beyond perdition of hollowness..
i am nothing,
i am wickedly unwanted by this world when i am not with you..
i love you,
i love you without remorse,
i love you, even when your belly’s oozing with softness burst when you age..
i love you, whenever it doesn’t seem well for this world to love you..
coz it’s just it..and i love you, like i am living of your essence as my breath,
like your smile and laughter as my sun,
like your lips and glimmering eyes are my stars,
like your hair are the comfort divine from my stress,
like your loveliness my water and your wackiness as my bliss..
and when it all drains out to one enticing detail,
it becomes my every reason to live.reason of my being
That little murmur in my ear
They’re running weary
Maybe it is just me
Can’t be your fudge covered lips..be…
..be possibly mine? Can i just stop dreaming? And earn them while your sleeping..
I don’t regret..i won’t forget..
Can’t we be for everyday till everlasting..?
jaerose-dem asked: gpang like mn jd mga post hahah
gimingaw lang kaau ko sa ngatanan nimo jaz…mingaw ko nimo…promise!
the booze, the lovely lady, the beach…the celebration…
where’s my ardent fascination of the words that succumbs to my emptiness…i’m overjoyed stupid.
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