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My eyes strolling the mountain sky,
seeing nothing but lies.
He wiped the teardrop in my eye,
smiling at him without fear but a lie.

Butterflies flipping in my stomatch,
with a heart full of luck.
Knew he'll be by my side,
no lies I could ever hide.

A hug that comforts me and my mind,
kiss that make my heart at ease.
this could be a imperfect truth,
with my perfect lil' lie.

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I was so tired and frustrated after a long day in Subic last Friday but still I managed to write a poem. Haha. :)

As I walked along Escort that night
I tried to pinpoint what boggles my mind
My desperation is up at a certain height
When would this convoluted trip unwind?

The stars watched me from up above
I tried to search their eyes for answers
I'm feeling numb; where is the love?
It got carried away by heart breakers

I'm tired of searching and finding nothing
I stopped on my track and started to cry
The dead night's wintry air got me chilling
I shivered when a firefly flew by

I watched it instead and suddenly thought,
"How come you're here tonight with me?"
Realization hit as the firefly joined a moth
Could happiness be with me?

So I wiped my tears and smiled at the stars
And continued to walk along Escort Street
I'm free of desperation's iron bars
For the sun and moon are about to meet.

Hayyy... For the first time nagkaron ng happy ending ang poem ko. Haha! God. I'm confused. Everything's so complicated. I wish I had given us a chance... :(

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Right. I woke up this Sunday, January 24, at around three in the morning and then I couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to spend my time writing. I came up with this:

Winter is over, now here I sit
Beside the trunk of an old tree
Watching a butterfly skip a beat
While dancing in circles over me

The sun shines shyly today
Half hiding behind the clouds
But still giving warmth to where the buttercups lay
As I try to listen to other sounds

I hear nothing but the quiet air
Giving me perfect tranquility
Nearby sits an old brown hare
Enjoying the sun like me

I look around and thought, "Spring is here,
Generously breathing life to everything."
A gazelle runs after a deer
But I'm still here, deliberating

Something's still missing, I can tell
'Cause I'm feeling not half so happy
The big red rose I've known so well
is nowhere, where could it be?

I stood up and searched for my flower
Starting to lose control, I feel like shattering
Desperation pushes me everywhere
But I'm still finding nothing

Crying in defeat, I fall on my knees
And watched my tears hit the ground
The wind brushed against my face
I wiped my tears and turn around

I stare in awe to what I saw
On the wide field's less gramineous bed
In a space under a dying mistletoe
Lies the first rose of winter's end.

:)

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I heard your voice anywhere
I knew it was a delusion
I saw your innocent face
I realized it's just an illusion

I get insane thinking of you
heartaches and heartbreaks
having my heart in to two
tears flow like waters from lake



--DRAFT. :)

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I was lying on my stomach on my bed with my eyes shut, thinking of my favorite flower: buttercups. I haven't seen one of those, but they look lovely in pictures. Spending a day in a wide buttercup field with my loved ones is one of my life-long dreams. I love them because of their color, yellow. It makes me think that happiness isn't too far away, always within reach.

So, I was thinking of a buttercup field. I got lost in my imagination. In my mind, I was standing at the end of a buttercup field with my eyes closed, smiling and feeling the heat of the sun on my skin. When I opened them, I suddenly froze on my spot. At the other end of the field, something terrible was happening. A war? I dunno. I got poor eyesight. Everything was red, and bloodlust was evident in the cannibals' eyes; and then people were dying and crying in pain...

I couldn't stand it so I opened my eyes, trying to pull myself back to reality. I realized that I was breathing heavily, almost close to hyperventilation. I put myself in a sitting position and scanned my room for a paper and pen. I found what I was looking for at the south end of my bed. I grabbed those and here's what I wrote:

I open my eyes
And I hear painful cries
Across the buttercup field.

By the grave they yelp
And they scream for help
Across the buttercup field.

The fire of hell flares
And the dark sky glares
Across the buttercup field.

Blood-red tears flooded
But their pain never ended
Across the buttercup field.

And I gasped at their faces
Over time's convoluted paces
Across the buttercup field.

Across the buttercup field,
things were awful.
Across the buttercup field,
torment never leaves people.
Across the buttercup field
Across The buttercup field

ACROSS THE BUTTERCUP FIELD...

I see the picture of hell
Across the buttercup field.

I wrote without stopping, letting my imagination do the writing. I wasn't really paying attention to what I was doing. I was thinking what it was trying to tell me...

After a few minutes of deliberating, understanding lit up my obfuscated mind. :)

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Oi ako nauna dito!! Hahahahaha! Magpost na kayo ng poems-slash-songs-slash-stories niyo.

English isn't mandatory. I don't speak English. I just dunno how to. :D

I sacrificed my fucking poem entitled "Shooting Star" just to get a view of this freaking blog for edits. Haha. Kidding, LOL. No, honestly, I can't view this blog without even a single post. It's much easier to edit the codes if I can have even the preview of this bloggy blog blog. LOL.

Alright, alright. Enough talk about crappy stuffs. Read it--if you want to. Lol.



Lalalalala... LOL. Hahahahaha!! Hyper!

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