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alan-1
alan-1
Filipino I write poems according to my heart's content, not minding the structure or any other rule. I believe that poems are meant to express, not to please. Hence my inclinations to write poor poems but I know that I have satisfied myself in doing so.
No matter how high an arrow may fly No matter how far an arrow may go Always remember in its path's end Even a golden arrow lands on the ground.
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Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 8:02 AM UTC
On Men with High Ambition
Free as the wind, you roam the land Removing vexes from your heart. Emerging anew from the past Mellifluous with many smiles. Elate my friend, your eyes possess Lyrics no poet has ever wrote.
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 10:48 PM UTC
To a cute friend
I do not know how much you’ve grown Nor even how tall you now stand. It has been months since we have met Talked with each other face to face. And yet I know you’re doing fine I’m ever glad just hearing that. But remember that you should not Push yourself to the breaking point.
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 10:03 PM UTC
To a young friend
Jet planes and jet lags Ever miles apart. Travels distant are Tormenting my heart.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 10:15 AM UTC
Jet planes and jetlags
a blue bird dives on the stream a fish it caught in its beak. it repeats the maneuver soon he does not know hunger. -the kingfisher. a brown bird lands on the ground on shallow streams took a bath. giving men a joyful sight had its fun, it takes to flight. -the chestnut munia a dainty song overheard a familiar call from sky. a pair lands on the window delighting the lone widow. -the pied fantail i pick on scraps by the street and a peck of farmers' grain. a nuisance i have become both to animals and man. yet i am content to live among these birds beautiful. choicest food i cannot taste yet on scrap i still subsist. once in my past, life was good but i met my misfortune. now i am forced to endure living life as a sparrow. -a poor man.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 7:32 AM UTC
A Sparrow's Song
I do not regret the day we met When all my courage I had mustered. It makes me smile when I remember First conversation we had ever. I walked over to you, nervously And I seemes to not know how to speak. But we did have such a pleasant talk That I forgot to ask for your name. I do not regret the day we met You have become to me a good friend. Each time we talk I smile to myself Relieved that at last, I know your name.
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
First Talk
Trust me friend, I did love you first Oblivious though you seemed. Playing with such feelings Hurt me good and left me Ever wondering.
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Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
Initials
I have loved you, and yet You wouldn't let me know. The bounds within our love can grow For my affections be contained. I did not fail to look in your eyes Nor did I fail to smile. I always held your hand And yet you still wouldn't decide. Your ambiguity starts to sink Deep within I get these thoughts. That perhaps you will not repay My affections to you bestow. You look away when I leave And never waive good bye. I do not know what that means But I do not care for now.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
To the Undecided
You have dealt with me painfully Is this what will make you happy? To have my heart broken apart And have my soul within me dried. You showed me your beautiful face You calmed me with your lustrous eyes You incited within me love But then you disappeared at once. Your sweetest words I heard all them To your gentle voice I listened. Now you're silent, I am disturbed When will you let yourself be heard? You have dealt with me painfully All I have is melancholy. This is enough I'll have none more Of your memories in my heart.
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
You have dealt with me painfully
I love you, but I cannot The gap is great between us. It's grieving me in my heart To have you in my mind lost. The first day that we two met Was one of my happiest. My spirits, it jumped in mirth To have a glimse of your face. Back then, I've been wondering What else could we two become? But the truth keeps reminding We two as friends, that is all. I love you, but I cannot This I ever sacrifice. If we shall meet in that land I shall give you loving kiss.
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
I love you, but I cannot