i was four years old
when i first wrote you a poem
it was a cute little one
as i can still remember
the funny rhymings i did
i was four years old
when i read that poem to you
on grandpa's wake, one night
you said it was pretty cool
that i got this thing from you
i was four years old
when you cried and held my hand
as i read my poem to you
and tell you how much i love you
days are gone and time passed by
like how the seasons change that fast
it was one afternoon after school
when i received the news
"grandma's gone now."
it was not easy that day
neither the days after you were gone
at least i had the chance to hug you
one last time, even if you wont hug me back
i know even if cant see you physically
i know you were there beside me
hugging me back too
the clouds were gloomy that day
as if a storm's about to come
but something like that would never tell me
that we can always be blue
because i will always remember how you tell me, 'even if it hurts, smile like you always do'
even when i close my eyes
i see you smiling at me
telling me the stories of your life in 1940s
something i will never be tired of listening
i was supposed to read this on your wake
but i was not ready to face an audience
and i decided to write it down here
thinking that maybe you're reading this
from up there
b.a
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
i dance to the three-fourth signature
something i learned when i was seventeen
stuff i never wished and planned to do
but my heart let it in
i dance to the three-fourth signature
with my strength and passion
as i sway and smile around
finding the rhythm my soul gives in
i dance to the three-fourth signature
with my long gown and hair tied up
as i close my eyes and feel the harmony
the music that penetrates my heart
i dance to the three-fourth signature
but now i think im lost
dance with me, one more time
and we'll keep the spotlight on
b.a
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
it was literally a thousand days ago
when i last wrote something like this
and now i am back on track
of the world i used to live in
b.a (2016)
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 1:22 PM UTC
all i ever wanted is
to kiss you good morning and good night
everyday,
and i promise i wont get tired telling and showing you
how much i love you
because i really do
b.a
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 9:45 AM UTC
all the things in world aren't always made for you
maybe it only lets you touch it or feel it
and maybe some things aren't always meant for you
maybe we just have to work for it.
we cannot resist rejection, as challenges come
it is either jump with happiness or cry with greediness
but one thing i know is
to never let yourself hide on your shell
maybe, we should let ourselves show
i am not afraid, nor envy or shy
my feet is on the ground and i will lift it up and fly
regardless of circumstances that made my cry
maybe all the things in the world aren't for us
because He creates the life we must have
and i am willing to take it and
do things according to His will
regardless of evil and insincerity.
I believe in my capabilities and those are my wings
i may not fly now, but someday i will
maybe my wings are too golden to be built easily
and now i just have to wait patiently.
There are no oafs nor too intelligence in this world
there are only love, guidance and peace.
And if we let it pass through our souls,
Never we will be afraid
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
into the darkness
and serious shadows of complexity
i still see you within
even when you say
im invisible
the glow of your neon skin
and those sparkled eyes
i still see you within
even if it is still a thousand feet
i will dive
even if pressure won't let me in
darkness won't **** me
it won't **** us
because even if it is towards the center of the earth
i will find you within
b.a
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 9:26 AM UTC
it's been a while since i last wrote a poem for you
but this one's going to be the one i'll never tell you
because one day i want you to find out something
i did, because all i ever think about now, is you.
good morning my love, i hope you had a warm sleep
i hope you'll taste a great morning and a good day,
i hope you had eaten breakfast, because i don't want you to skip.
i wanted to tell you a lot of things
but maybe you'll just get annoyed
but whatever, i still wanted to tell you
that even for a million times,
i will always love you
i always crave for you touch
and your presence
and sometimes i wonder,
do you feel the same way too?
i need you now, i need you beside me
can we have lunch together?
no ? oh, it's okay no big deal.
i want you to know, that in every song,
i hear your name, i see you within
that in every beautiful place i go,
i see you beside me, pressing my palms towards yours
that in every moment, i want to touch you
and tell you how much i love you
and i wanted to stop writing right now,
because i don't want to cry again
i love you sweetheart,
i will always will
b.a
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC
there were gladness and greetings
in our 730th day together
pink boxes and victorian styles
with silky white ribbons on top
covered with happiness
and given with love
you know what i want
you know what i feel
and you know that
it is always real
and i love you
b.a
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC
when will you ever sneak out
in my hello poetry
so that you'll know how i feel
with you and between us
b.a
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 8:51 AM UTC
if you cannot keep your word
don't expect that
i'll keep mine too
b.a
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 5:15 AM UTC