I want to meet you just once again
At 4.38 in the morning, right there
Half back, firm shoulders, sorta fun
As a meadow: sanctuary to a mare
I want to meet you every once in a while
At the hallway, in the time of obscurity
When the nerves **** and anxiety prevail;
A short course that gifted me serendipity
I want to meet you once every evening
In the library, street, shop; anywhere
Just to check how was your day going
And perhaps, one two stories to share
I want to meet you
You know
I do
And you do.
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
Among all these luminous rustles
I want to blatantly whisper to you
this one obscure thing only;
You are my most favorite book
a biography of fictional poetry
Hereinto I subside myself to pry
Utopia of dream and fantasy
Serenade for joy and lullaby
Narrating the premises of hope
And the awe of unknown misery
for that day to come
Let me dive into the depth
of every word, of every mark
on your countless page diary
Let me bash your scare and hum
into your knuckle or your nail
"I Learn You"
I do.
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
Will you let me craft a piece of poem about you?
I promise you it won't be promises
Neither will it be of fancy words
I only want to capture you
I only want to hold you
I only want to write you
I only want to turn you
into a poem
into my sense
into my world
into infinity
That I can call and recall
That I can cite and recite
That I can read and feed
That I can show the world
You are a poem
in my sense
in my world
in infinity
Of non-existent reality
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
Two roads
Unknown previously
Clueless pathways
Both leave me stranded
One leads to false hope
Other leaves the true hope
I can feel it slowly
I am left
In either side
Deserted
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 4:40 AM UTC
Would it be wrong for me
to write you a poem of commendation?
Would it be wrong for me
to appraise your delicate temptation?
Would it be wrong for me
to be fond of your attraction?
Would it be wrong for me
to explicate my affection?
Would it be wrong for me
craving for your attention?
Would it be wrong for me
to tease you with conviction?
Would it be wrong for me
asking you to be on my own?
Would it be wrong for me?
Would it be wrong?
Would it be?
Would all these prayers
be praised and well spoken?
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:11 PM UTC
To a man of hers, whoever you are
Have life been going so wonderful?
Days and nights, memorable?
For she is a magnificent lullaby
as bright as the sky - a joyous ray
For her impeccable smile
A thousand lillies, a potent heal
For her exuberant mind, unwavering
a rapturous breeze of wind
of which I fell, over her bare skin
Truly lovely, such a divine train
For her
I would fall million of times
For I
know she is such a goddess
For you
a lucky man of hers,
could life be anymore spotless?
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
I never knew that
I could have enough of it
The energy to stay awake
More power to be alive
The gut to sit and wait
and perhaps tonight
You bother to visit
To shed some more light
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
I never thought this turning point
would appear in a quick spin
I never be ready to receive this pain again
wondering you is too much to restrain
And now I am pondering
how to journey the canals of your brain
would it be equally mesmerizing
or perhaps it will be transcending?
Whenever I'm questioning it
He answers with your magical touch
the glittering smile, the firm gentle moves
flash or rewind, completely and in pieces
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 11:44 AM UTC
If only I
knew you were coming
To pour
the storms down
into my livingroom
I would have closed
my windows down
And let you
fuse, with the ocean wind
What a miss!
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 3:24 AM UTC
Your tone
still cracking my bone
and never to postpone
From the moment, of that night alone
And if I were true, would it be forgotten?
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 8:09 AM UTC