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i never saw a man
cry before me...
before

until you.

sorry.

i promise
i'll listen to you,
i'll go to sleep now

so that
we can meet
in a dream

in the heavens
we created
just for us

in the paradise
we live
to love.

The Dateless

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

I Am Your Nude Painting

during your permoblack nights
when color-blindness embraces your heart
and your permogray emotions
control your left-hand brush strokes
as your permowhite stares
melt down the wooden easel

leaving just the bare shadow
of my candid nakedness
as my ebony crown flows
smoothly as the sea waves in the morning
and as my sapphire eyes glow
brightly as the nights in Vegas

with my moist lips driving
a sensual winding road
my temple sways with the melody
of the gush of your artsy blood
and I stand on the tips of my toes
as I raise my arms to fly

I feel feathery, I want to be blown up
but I can't help but sense
that my toes and my ha

March 12

sori,
di ko naramdaman

na bertdey mo
30th,
ang pinakamalungkot...

sori,
di ko naunawaan

wala akong alam
kaya wala akong karapatan
na turuan ka

sori,
di ko napansin

nasaktan kita...
naisip ko lang
ng umalis ka.

pwede ba magpaliwanag?

malungkot din ako
'kala mo

'andyan ka kasi
at 'andito ako

kaya lingid lahat
'gang 'kala na lang

pero ang totoo
pareho lang tayo

mag-isa
sawi

nagdadalamhati
nagpapariwara

nawawalan ng direksyon
kung sana...

magkrus
landas natin

makikita ko,
makikita mo

pareho lang tayo
may luhang tinatago.

The Date

All I see are but shadows
of the lurking ebony night
but I hear the leaves,
they talk to each other
and I smell the buds of May,
their fragrance reach the clouds

till the hiding blue moon
perk down
it's eye flashes a shimmer
against a blood red rose
which sweats with passion
and glow with love

I boil with obsession
to cut the lone stem
and hide it in my back pocket
till the shadows come again
then I catch sight of a fairy
which slowly comes my way

I grabbed that thing behind me
alas, thorns prick

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

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...

Of Waiting And Cheating...

...you're letting me go
now you don't mind me

outside your heart's room
outside your life's home

if only i came
just a bit earlier,

maybe the door is still close
so i can still knock

knowing you're waiting inside
for me to come in

but now it is open
i get it, i'm late

that no matter how much
i wanted to barge in

i just lost the right
to stand and fight

my fault, i admit
foolish me...it's my defeat.

...if only i came
just a bit earlier

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

Pangungulila

lulan ng aircon bus
subalit maalinsangan
nakasandal sa kutson
ngunit ramdam ang latay sa katawan

nakaiPod
pero bingi ang pakiramdam
nagtitext sa cellphone
ngunit bagot din naman

dumungaw sa bintana
kinuha ang digicam
iniumang sa target subject
subalit nanamlay lang

bakit kahit ano gawin...
nanunuot sa kalamnan
bakit kahit ano isipin...
puso ay sinusutsutan

early na pumapasok sa work
nago-OT pa para maging busy lang
lahat ng nagpapaalala sa kanya
puro iniiwasan

ngunit sadyang nagsusumiksik
kahit pinipigilan
sa biyahe pauwing bahay

More Than Just A Love Story

I need not ask where
All I have to know is that you're there
so that our hands clasp in warmth
and our eyes whisper in silence

Neither do I need ask when
All I have to know is forever
so that we'd gaze upon our dreams
and we'd ride through eternity

as we soar with our hearts
and our hearts soar with us.
There would be no fatigue...
There would be no aging...

There would only be life...
There would only be love...
We'd only come down to smile
and look at each other

as we whisper the story
in the mirror of our eyes
as I see you in mine
and you see me in yours.

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

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

I'm Over You

Your ghost haunts me no more
on ebony nights that I'm alone
I now have peaceful sleeps
gone are those painful weeps

Your shadow follows me no more
on bright days that I'm idle
I now am a sane creature
gone are my crazy demeanors

My mind is crystal clear
It's not you who I deserve
I've changed my prayers
I became much wiser

My heart won't make me stupid
my emotions won't bend my decisions
I've changed my faith
before it is too late

Now I can look straight to your eyes
Smile at you with no disguise
Meet you vis-a-vis
You're someone I'll no longer miss...

and maybe you'd wonder
why suddenly I just don't care
why I act like

Game of Death

The butterfly fell...

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

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i didn't wear my watch
i want to forget it's Thursday
i don't want 2:00 a.m. to come

still something in me anticipates
while something in me dies
while i lose myself

i almost uttered a prayer
that he'd still be there
sitting...
sipping his Starbucks coffee

even though i have in my hands
the note he wrote
in this tear-soaked tissue

my heartbeat became my clock
i watched the door swung open,
and close, as people come and go

i looked for his face
but i only find it in my mind
i started to worry

i searched for his presence
but i only feel him in my heart
i started to cry

i hate this tissue!
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"I Swear"

by ~sarjan, Jul 5, 2008, 7:22:07 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Visual & Found Poetry

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 the one

still another him,
                        like the ring finger, he is chained with diamonds
                        I always look out though
                        because he may be fancy inside
I thought he was the one

one more him,
                     like the small finger, he has nothing to brag
                     but I always look to him
                     because his eyes speak of difference
and I thought he was the one

but it's always been the same
I thought each of them was the one,
                                                     the one that crossed my knuckles like a ring
                                                     seeking the perfect finger