With their smacked lips,
and moving hips,
they barge me with queries,
only if they knew how hard it stung.
It's hard being stagnant,
days spent being poignant.
They think I'm a marvel to behold,
while all I need is some one to hold.
All prospects seem astray,
all evaporating in the hotness of May.
Wish I could tell them that I'm lost,
that even I have no plans.
Plethora of what ifs and what nots
avalanche on me like bullet shots.
Wish if I could feel something,
anything except death.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 9:44 PM UTC
When she falls in love
I can already predict...
It’ll be like she’s by a cliff
about to take off
and all she’ll tell me
is that she’s just testing
her new pair of wings
But I know better...
I know she’s gonna jump
Hoping she could fly
But ends up falling
And she won’t ask for help
Not until she’s 10 feet above ground
And we both know it’s too late
But she didn’t know
I snuck a parachute with her
so she doesn’t have to fall hard
Because when she falls in love
she’s gonna fall hard
When she falls in love
there might not be someone
prepared to catch her
But I’ll be there
prepared to help her
When she falls in love
and hits the ground
I won’t be there
to help her forget
But I’ll let her know
she doesn’t have to forget
to stop the hurt
When she falls in love
I’ll be there to help her let go
to lose her grip
uncurling her fingers
one by one
And before she falls in love
I’ll prepare her
for all the possible hurt
I’ll let her know
that when she has her heart
set out for
hellos and I love yous
sometimes all she’ll get
are goodbyes
But I’ll also tell her
to keep on hoping
to keep on dreaming
because someday
someone will come
with a heartfelt hello in hand
unaccompanied with goodbye
When she falls in love
and gets her heart broken
I’ll be ready to storm
into her room
Because sometimes she laughs
when she’s not supposed to
but cries
once the lights are off
the door is closed
and the music is too loud
in her mind
I’ll be sure to be the one
to open the door
turn on the lights
and replace her sad songs
with my out-of-tune singing
Maybe she’ll laugh
Maybe she won’t
Because when she falls in love
there are only two outcomes
either you fall and hit the ground
or someone catches her
and never let go
And while she's still
falling and hitting the ground
I’ll be there to let her know
love isn’t everything
I’ll never fail to keep reminding her
that everything happens for a reason
that people leave
because they’re supposed to
that it only means
she’s got it wrong
this time around
and that’s how she’ll realize
the right one
And that it’s gonna hurt now
But she just has to give it some time
And these are just words
she might not believe it right away
but I’ll make sure
she realizes it soon
And when she falls in love
and somebody is ready to catch her
ready to hold on to her
I’ll be there to tell him
how absolutely unfortunate of him
to be the one to catch her
but how lucky he is
to have her
But for now
I’ll tell her
to stop looking
for Prince Charming
because she’s no Princess
in a Disney fairytale
for a Knight in Shining Armor
because she’s no Damsel in Distress
from the Middle Ages
for Mr. Perfect
because she’s no Ms. Perfect
or some heroine
living the pages of fiction
but I’ll tell her
to wait for the right one
because chances are,
if he’s right for her
then she’s for him as well
a. gale
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
the moment a poet
falls in love with you
is the moment
you live
f o r e v e r
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
I try to cut myself into pieces to see which part is best
Today I like my heart, I'll throw away the rest
I don't like putting good organs to no good use
So I'll use them as a shield to catch the abuse
The cuts will bleed but I pay them no mind
It's the damage to my brain that I don't see too kind
I cry myself to sleep every night and hope that without a single fright I'll sleep a sleep that never ends and inside my dreams are all my friends
They each take turns greeting me but soon they'll end up deceiving me
They all surround me and jump up and down
Their unmasked faces show their frowns
They all hold their hands up high
And scream and shout as they count to five
Their blood oozes from out their ears
And each one of them turns into one of my fears
They keep screaming and screaming
They tell me I'm dreaming I'm dreaming
I won't wake up
I won't wake up
My ears are bleeding but the blood shuts out some of the sound
And their blood that was oozing has seeped underground
The ground is now red
All of them, just dead
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
What other kind of creature could divide
Each different thing into its different sides
With chaos versus order, dark and light
The stark duality of wrong and right
We even split the very world in two
With human versus human, we and you
But still no matter how much we divide
Each thing has infinitely many sides
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
I'm unsettling like the wind,
but I yearn for you to chase me,
behold me as if I can never be yours,
I just want you to be with me...
My lashes flutter like butterfly wings,
on these tear swept papers.
They're black as my soul,
I just want your love to let them fly.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 10:43 AM UTC
Numbers can't count the number of times
I look back to see if you are behind.
Words can’t word the love I have for you
can’t you see it in my eyes?
I must be a great success,
as I rise amidst my defeat to impress you.
Only if you looked at me with those caffeine intoxicated eyes,
only if you had shown the brownness of love,
I’d have been in love with you just the same,
Or maybe a bit more...
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 11:41 AM UTC
Streaks of your hair
left strokes of our memories.
Golden yellow morning light,
can't make me feel alright.
You buried your head
in the groove of my neck.
You whispered secrets and love,
made me lose my head.
A smile got wasted,
in the realization of reality
that our time was a dream wasted,
and we - pathetic dead lovers.
Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 1:14 AM UTC
Sometimes you cry so much that u forget y u cried,
sometimes you talk too much that u forget where u started.
So dear one, I have learned to tug in my tears,
and not let 'em tear me apart.
I suppress my heart,
cuz if I open it, I'll be torn apart!
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC