I'm here sitting
alone,
the smell of coffee runs through
my veins,
some music i probably will forget
in a few years arguing with
the thought of you,

But I'm here,
I'm here,
writing about what's happening

pretty boring huh?

i call myself a poet
but i can't use high metaphors,

i call myself a poet
but i can't describe fully
how you make me feel

i call myself a poet

but what am i?

I'm just a kid
scared of life
finding new ways to cope
searching for someone to love,
desperate,
not holding unto my dreams
how can i choose with my mind
what's right for the heart to choose.

and you see?
don't you see?

don't worry i can't either

i can't see how great i am
i can't see how other people see me
i wish i could.

i want to believe this was a dream
or
a nightmare at that.

But at last.
I'm here wishing that in another life
i could be with you,
or
maybe in other deaths,

i crave your touch,
i crave you..
with coffee waking up my senses
like a kid in summer waking up early
to go play with his friends.

i wish things were different,
so i wouldn't have to wish.

Nothing so deadly as can be
A triangle built of three
You, Her & He
Explosive combination as can be

A look and a glance
One more or two
Turn into romance
One not meant for you

Clouds of red, crimson red
Start with that look, it’s dread
One loves, one keeps, one’s bed
Culminates in blood, it’s said

So harmless at the time
But a die is cast
One’s feelings, worth naught a dime
Open the bore, end with a blast

Unholy, One’s hoof tracks
Left upon the floor
Oozing, ******* chest
Slamming door

Clothed in black
Skin, a pall
Laying on backs
Three days, no stall

Motorcade in procession
Could it’ve been foretold?
A mere lovers’ obsession
A story from time of old

An urge begun within
Started softly in the eye
Ended, where it all begins
From a soft forbidden sin

she’s spilling over with sunshine
and i’m searching for songs
that are just gonna make me sadder

i’m really not good at existing
on sundays.

Her eyes,
Used to sparkle with the light of the moon
As she looked into mine
Her smile,
Used to make any dull moment
As bright as the sun
Her presence,
Made everyone happy
You would think
That she was the happiest person on the planet
But
It’s always the ones you never expect
The ones who seem the most happy
And
It’s not always
What
It
Seems

Oh?
So you're "over it"
I'm sure you are baby
But hear's the thing
I miss you
I miss you're smile
And miss your laugh
I miss always having lunch with you
And I miss never feeling alone
I miss the way you can turn a nightmare of a day into a dream
And I miss the way you play that beautiful music
I miss the dances
And the kisses
I miss the way you always built me up
And I miss the way you made me whole
And judging by the way you looked so shaken to see me
I think you miss me a little too.

All there is the pain
I'm no longer sain
The kind
Are hard to find
My heart is shattered
You left it bruised and battered
To leave the questions I call home
I leave to Rome
To find the answers hide in the sky
To uncover all your lies
You douse the fire
You truly are a layer

i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.

The mind thinks
But it has objects
And it cannot think properly with objects

Believe the objects are concrete
And move them away from the mind
Their removal is only temporary like light removed from day

The mind likes to wear the object of belief
It is constrained under the weight of belief
Remove belief from the mind

The mind likes to wear the object of knowledge
It is constrained under the weight of knowledge
Remove knowledge from the mind

The mind has no destination
For the mind is active
And activity is ongoing, unlike destination

When the mind is set free from its objects
It will float above to a greater altitude
And look down at its objects
And no object will influence the mind anymore

I wish I could say
Life is easier with you here.
But,
Depression doesn't work that way.
No amount of love i have,
Will change how I
See and feel the world.
But when the darkness clears,
And I can see and feel the world
With the clarity of normalicy.
You make that,
The most magical time
It could possibly be.
And for me,
That is enough to stave,
The darkness.
To get me through
Right back to you.

If your poem touches at least one person's heart, then it becomes more than a poem

Why am I this way

last night i stayed up
until the stars lost their warmth
until the constellations rearanged
until the moon departed back into the galaxy
just thinking about you

Love
is a never ending poem
written in erratic lines
which mostly doesn't
but sometimes rhymes.

In the shadows of this room
Illuminated only by candlelight
We became liquid
Dissolving in the darkness
A chemical reaction
Resulting in the destruction
Of our composure
Rewriting our compounds
Until we fuse
Into a single strand
Of letters and numbers
Of thoughts
And untranslatable sounds
Fingertips working
My way through your construction
Mind calculating
The methods to solving our equation
Staring behind your eyes
Searching for the words
To write the story
Of what happens here
But there are no words
To recreate the mystery
Behind our explosions
The fated foundation
I placed within your structure

S
L
O
W
L
Y

This
        Ship
                Is
                   Sinking

Rock bottom.

Am I an option or priority?
I won't stay with such insecurity
I can't feel comfortable if I'm not sure
and if I'm not comfortable then I can't love you

i do not believe in god
but i do believe in poetry
and for me
maybe poetry is prayer
and the universe
is an unwavering ear
in the shape of a god

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.

We are here, we are free
Yet we can't be, a bird in a tree
Free of worries, full of Glee
At the world beneath thee
For though we are free,
We still can't be what we want to be

They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."

Sabi nila,kapag nahanap mo na daw ang tunay na pag-ibig ay nahanap mo na rin ang iyong langit dito sa lupa. Kaya't naniniwala akong langit din ang maghahatid sa'yo patungo sa akin. Pero naiinip na akong maghintay,at nanghihinayang sa bawat sandaling lumilipas na hindi ko man lang magawang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay sa mga panahong kailangan mo ng karamay.Na hindi ko man lang magawang damayan ka kung dumadanas ka ng lumbay.Alam kong katulad ko,pakiramdam mo minsan ay binitawan ka na din ng mundo.Kaya't patawarin mo ako kung sa mga pagkakataong nararanasan mo yan ay wala ako d'yan para ikaw ay aking ma-salo. Kung totoong ang pag-ibig at ang langit ay may malalim na kaugnayan sa isa-t isa,malakas ang kutob ko na tayo din ay iginuhit na katulad nila. Minsan na din akong nagtanong,saang sulok ng langit ka kaya naroroon? Malapit ka kaya sa araw? O marahil nasa tabi ka lang ng buwan,na sa tuwing sasapit ang dilim ako ay binabantayan.Kaya pala kahit saan ako magpunta ako'y lagi niyang sinusundan. Pero maaari din na ika'y kapiling ng mga bituin na kay daming nais mag angkin. Kay palad kong pagdating ng araw ikaw ay napa sa-akin. Kaya habang wala ka pa,ako muna ay magiging kaisa ng mga mabubuting kawal ng ating bayan. Makikidigma kung kinakailangan,ipaglalaban kung ano ang makat'wiran. Upang sa iyong pagdating ay malaya nating tatamasahin ang payapang buhay. Kaya habang wala ka pa ako'y taos puso kung manalangin sa ating may likha. Na paghariin niya nawa ang kabutihan sa aking puso bilang isang tao at higit sa lahat ay bilang kanyang anak , upang sa sandaling tayo'y pagtagpuin ako rin sa iyo ay magiging isang mabuting kabiyak. Hindi pa man tayo nagtatagpo,nais kung malaman mo na laman kang palagi ng aking panalangin. At habambuhay kong itatangi ang iyong pag-ibig na siyang dahilan kung bakit maka ilang ulit kong nanaising mabuhay. Nais kong ipagsigawan sa mundo na iniibig kitang wagas,ngunit mas mamatamisin kong hintayin ka at kapag naglapat na ang ating mga dibdib,ibubulong ko sa'yo na ikaw ang aking daigdig. Maghihintay lang ako,habang wala ka pa.




© 2018 Glen Castillo
All Rights Reserved.

Rain on me,
For I have been longing to be free.
Lost in my world, needlessly.

Rain on me,
For I am too tired and I need sleep.
This world is a herd and I cannot be its sheep.

Rain on me,
And show me the way.
This place is empty and I cannot stay.

Rain on me,
It has been too long.
I am sick and tired of pretending to be strong.

Rain on me,
I want to see the lightning pierce the sky.
As the thunder roars and the clouds fly.

Rain on me,
Let the winds take my mind to another land.
No one needs to know and no one needs to understand.







Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

The best part of love is the smiles
The one that says everything is going to be alright
Even on the coldest of stormy nights
When the last leaf of autumn begins to fall My faith in us will not waiver  
Even with weakened hearts we will stand tall We will give our all, because  New leaves will bud again Death does not mean the end

It was decided
Before we arrived
Shirts off
As we cross the threshold
Our mouths mashing
Our bodies crashing
Tripping on words
And each other’s shoes
Stumbling onto the floor
Rug burn and no regrets
working out
we’re finally working out
On the same page
For each and every sentence
Reading my body
Studying every footnote
Whispering meaning
Between the lines of me
Creating a new structure
Where there was none before
Using your hands
To build me up
As I feel my fingers etch
Works of art
Onto the surface of your skin
What we create here
Will go down in history
As the single greatest moment
Crossing every form of expression

I just want to be alone
I have been for long enough
to make myself a home
inside of my bones
where I can close the blinds
and let myself rest

not feel your breath on my neck

because it hurts to wonder
                                     to worry
                                             to wait

That pure innocent smile,
Your childish face and that side profile,
Your silky hair and that perfect hairstyle,
Would never forget you.
**** I miss you!

The touch of your smooth skin,
That beautiful little chin,
Your blushy cheeks and that grin,
Still I adore you.
**** I miss you!

Those big dope eyes,
That ****** nose ,
Those size 7 feet and pinky toes.
Your medications and Ayurvedic dose.
Wish again to feel you.
**** I miss you!

Baby I still remember,
that freezy December,
The day we fell off the scooter,
Your ****** buggy computer.
Our first date and the perfect kiss,
That raining night we spent in balcony
When you burnt the toast and macrony,
That birthday card you made me,
Helping in projects and assignments,
You taking care when I got sick,
I recall all those perfect memories of you,
still there's a place for you,
**** I miss you!

I wish you would have waited,
I would have come back,
But I can't blame you,
It was me who needed the space,
The fault is my OWN!
So I am the one left ALONE! :'(

"How are you?"

"I’m fine."

fine, fine like mother’s china,
breaking with a touch.
fine, fine like a fair maiden,
for whom only tragedy awaits.
fine, like the thread of life,
flimsy and anxious.
I’m fine,
thanks.

Jump
And think of your husband
The day you met
The day you married
The birth of your child
Your life together

Jump
And think of your son
The milestone he's achieved
First steps
First day of school
First time behind the wheel
First love

Jump
And forget the things you left undone
Relationships
Apologies
Promises
Dishes

Jump
And know that whatever comes next
Will be better than burning to death
In this raging inferno