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Reflection tears my soul apart
This aching deep within my heart
Of moments gone and memories lost
This love we dream, at any cost

The scattered days and lonely nights
Of secret trysts and fear that bites
so deep it burrows beneath my skin
of pain and longing, seeped in sin

I know the road that I must tred
but still I linger with such dread
For once you're gone, I am alone
My heart again, will turn to stone

Remember me with love and lust
The girl I was before the trust,
Betrayed the love that we once shared
Of days gone by when we once cared

Etched in pages of my life
Twisted cruelly like a knife
This heart, it bleeds, and s

"I Swear"

Men,
like the fingers on my left hand
I had five of them
spare the five on my right
it would be the same

Him,
like the thumb, he's quite far from the others
I look up to him
because his music gives him wings
I thought he was the one

and him,
like the forefinger, he always points ahead
I look forward to him
because his skills rob him away
I thought he was the one

another him,
like the middlefinger, he stands out
I am always looked upon
because his intellect makes me dumb
I thought he was t

Why is it painful to love?

We never know
but when it slits our being
it can last a lifetime

We never know
but where it hits us
causes paralysis

We never know
but who hurts us
is always the most special

We never know
why they always do
we're just always left wond'rin'

so We never know
how to heal the wounds
if ever they do heal, still there's always deep scars

False Hope, Then Hope Falls...

swiftly,
like when an eye winks

and abruptly
the heart sinks

pain pricks
like million thorns,

jealousy wakes
self scorns...

of ifs and whys
of doubts and crys

that boils the blood
that brings such grudge

would end in misery?
pulled by gravity

wish as if dead
deep down the grave

that's how hope falls
when hopes are all false

Dear Romeo,

no'ng una tayo nag-usap
naisip ko you're just one of 'em
busy, snob, metropolis men

i waited for your e-mail
nangako ka e, pero 'ala
i knew it, somehow it still hurt

'ala na 'kong balak umasa
but then nasorpresa mo'ko ha
days passed na kasi, still tumawag ka

nahiya pa ako
it's your aunt pala who added me up on fb
and now they tease you...

nangingiti ako hehe
pag nangungulit ka, madaldal ka pala
who would've known hmmm

'di ako mapakali sa work
pag nagvibrate na mobile ko
musika na s'ken voice mo

'di na nakakatamad umuwi
i know you're waiting e
and my day would be complete

'di na nakakabagot
childish pero masaya ako
lumu

Wet Dreams

Last night
I dreamed...
of you,

smiling sweetly
as if you never made me cry

I stared at your lips
I remembered how our teeth clanked
the first time we kissed
I heard myself giggle.

then you spoke
as if we're in good terms

I felt your warm breathe
I remembered how you dirty-talked
while you tickled my ear
I felt stiff

while you embrace me
as if you never hurt me

I sensed the longing on your skin
I remembered that day
we lost ourselves
I miss you baby...

I felt so cold inside
I was awaken
I peeped out of the window,
it's raining

I felt colder,
then I realized
I am crying...
just like all the nights

Death Of An Emo

my bedroom is my coffin
sprayed with sweet formalin
I lay still with my bloodshot eyes open
as my chaotic mind is wondrin'

I think I need some nicotine
to kiss the smoke as it spells your name
I think I need some wine or caffeine
to taste your heat when we're fuckin'

I think I need some cocaine
to get away from all burden
I think I have to lick that bloodstain
to erase the memory of pain

I think I need you to lean on
I'm weak, I can't move on
because though I think I drown
still I don't wa

Hey Ed...Winry Rockbell's P.O.V
-------------------------

Hey Ed... Do you ever think of me?

Have you ever dreamed of me?

Have you ever thought of me?

Have you ever wanted to see me?

Have you ever loved me?

Have you ever day dreamed of me?

Have you ever tried calling me? Even once?

All these questions run through my mind, wishing I had all the answers to answer them all...

Even if you dont dream of me, I dream of you.

Even if you don't think of me, I think of you.

Even if you don't want to see me, I always wanted to see you.

Even thought you don't love me, I'll always love you.

Even thought you don't want me, I'll always want you.

Even

eLove You

with a push of a button
and a click of the mouse
from my screen to yours

I am sending my love
with a cyber kiss
and a code for a hug

Game of Death

The butterfly fell...

                  in love too!
                  He knew it,
                  but only until the net
                  caught him offguard.
                  She was a gam

Cold Sunset

above the pink sky,
behind those silent clouds
are emotions...

beneath the frozen water,
within the stillness of the sea
are memories...

of the forgotten
who longs to be remembered...
just when the sun sets
and my tears fall

as your guitar is broken
and Morrison sings his goodbye
our hands lose grip...

our footsteps make a rhythm
of stones clashing by the beach
but they leave no prints

they are washed ashore...

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ang hubad kong mga paa,
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The Dateless

by ~sarjan, Feb 6, 2008, 1:39:01 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Visual & Found Poetry

The tip of the crescent dagger above
                          seems to point straight to my eyes
                   it's bloody rusts shower
                         and everything they touch is wounded

                   The giant cedars are on guard
                          each exhales some sulfurous fume
                   The darkness that embraces them
                          also hides my blunt nakedness

                   The sand is a bed of shrapnels
                          my back bleeds
                   The salty seawater is a burning flame
                          and the teasing wind just won't blow the pain

                   Just beneath my feet, the rocks clash
                          as the seawaves dance
                   they create music for lovers
                           but only poetry for loners...

                   Lying alone there, blankly staring above
                            I searched if my heart still throbs
                   In that ebony paradise, the only light I see
                               is the sparkling bead of diamond that escaped my eyes.