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Moks Sulayman Mar 2022
"How are you?"

this is a common question I ask to all I meet.
to my friend, my lover, even the stranger across the street.

this is a common question I ask once again.
Now to myself, my body, and the heart that always beats.

"How are you?"
Its been a long while since i wrote again. glad to visit this site again after a few years past.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2018
I was a boy with fears of the past, but now a man in favor for the future.

You deem me a man who contradicts words and actions.

Yet my love for you that beats upon my chest is but the same.

The honeyed words that exits my lips only to fall towards deaf ears.

We are but trapped from the stories of yesterday, causing our present and future dismissed from mind.
Moks Sulayman Mar 2017
Staring at the windshield at 12:34 in the morning
I turn on the radio, our song played and now I'm mourning

I kept reminiscing of what we used to be, what we could've been, what we should've been.

Now rain pours down like there's no tomorrow
Im quite unsure how, but it entered and soaked my face

When will this rain stop, it burns and tires my eyes now
Moks Sulayman Nov 2016
The note that states the future goal, friend of friends is all we know.
Then soon we grouped and understood, at old alabang and mercy's peak
The night of bond we shared ideas, a veil removed to hide the truth.
Feelings planted, watered and cared, questions asked but left unsaid.
A test of strength for knowledge we took, We bathe, rejoiced, and fought at noon. Traveled we did like a one-way-day trip, the plant of feelings evolved once more.
The day has come for us to learn, you passed, i failed, for that we learn.
A test for patience always came, you and i whom they declined.
We stayed, we run, we fought, we hide, side-by-side we really thrive.
Trouble came and made things worst, we tried and still made things work.
The love of ours is so unique, that no shakespears could compete.
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
A red circle appeared on the screen,
An unknown friend request it seems.
Accepted as an unknown friend,
And checked the timelines end.

A red circle appeared on the screen,
An unread message is received.
Opened, read and seened,
Then later we exchanged greetings.

All night stalking and talking we did,
Until unsure feelings were hid.
To meet and greet, we agreed.
One glance is all we need.

The world soon revolved slowly,
As perfect strangers love grew strongly.
We imagined a life so lively,
A life that is so happy.

Under these wireless connection,
Always a goodnight conversation.
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
Arguments that almost end us,
Teased by me but not offended,
These words not heard much often,
"Tu es belle......mi amour"
I should've told you this from the very start
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
A hug so awkward
With hands held together,
On a cold night weather
A love story was discovered.

Moments like this should be cherished,
As both hearts reached that line called "finish".

Trials along the lane  ade then ill,
Until one felt pain and chill.

Alas hope came back,
But another got stabbed,
All those feedbacks and backstabs one heart held strong.

A hopeful heart still waits,
Hoping an understanding and honesty,
And ask the other to please not choose another.

And the pther heart still waivers,
Losing slowly to uncertainty,
And ask the other to please wait a little further.
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