ria-bautista
Filipino
Ria Bautista is a professional Filipino songwriter, musician, product endorser, and business owner but mainly, a drummer and singer for pop-rock band Paramita. In her free-time, she enjoys playing video games, watching tv and pretending to be Batman. / / She is also very afraid of heights, terrible in mathematics and secretly wishes to to live in Westeros. / / Read all about her: http://hellopoetry.com/ria-bautista/ / / http://facebook.com/riabautista
You with the marble eyes
Fragile with porcelain bones
You look at the stars and you wonder why
Are you as hungry as I?
I can't see me or someone I used to be
I can't see you now
or someone who used to be you
Are you someone new?
Are you someone I used to know?
Have you been there before?
Have you seen me before?
When was the last time you cried
I think it was centuries ago
A stake through the heart and sunrise
Will keep me away
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 4:01 AM UTC
Little by little I am drowning
inch by inch, bit by bit.
And little by little I am losing
every breath, every sigh.
Little does it matter what I say
what I do for you, to get little
attention from you.
This little thing I do
This little thought I have
means nothing to you.
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 4:35 PM UTC
You shall forever live through these black lines
every stroke, every curve
is filled with every bit of you.
For no power in this universe
is as grand as words
penned by a lover's heart,
inspired by a lover's muse.
Apr 28, 2011
Apr 28, 2011 at 9:53 PM UTC
Words are lovely
but can sometimes be dull
depending on your mood.
You can make someone fall in love,
or break an innocent heart,
or have someone jump with glee,
or maybe have a poor soul wallow in despair.
Words can sometimes sting
just as much as it can comfort.
So next time you write something down,
think twice.
You may not be saying something nice.
Apr 28, 2011
Apr 28, 2011 at 2:47 AM UTC
Cocked my shotgun today
Barrel in tow
A slight click
A slight ****
Fired my first shot
Cocked my shotgun again
Barrel still in tow
A violent click
A violent ****
Fired an angry shot
Cocked my shotgun one last time
Barrel confidently in tow
A trembling click
A trembling ****
Fired a self shot
Apr 17, 2011
Apr 17, 2011 at 12:15 AM UTC
Come hither and feel my touch
My fingertips fueled by desire
Exploring every inch of you
Under this burning blue star
Dim the lights, My Love
Keep your eyes shut
And let your body move as it will
To the rhythm of my beating heart
Your voice sounds so tender
Flesh warm to the touch
As I ****** you deep, your dampness so sweet
Come hither and make my yearning complete
Apr 11, 2011
Apr 11, 2011 at 1:15 AM UTC
*and every morning when I wake
I see your shadow there
beside me in the bed in which I lay
your scent fills the empty air
I reach out my hand desperately
trying to feel what remains
but there was only coldness
and fear, heartache & pain
every bit of memory consumed
and devoured by time
I could never have lost you
for you were never mine*
Apr 11, 2011
Apr 11, 2011 at 1:09 AM UTC
I
There once was a boy who lost his smile
His name was Colin Trench, born evil & vile
A pale-skinned young lad, tall, wide-eyed and frail
His ashen hair quite unkempt, but sometimes he puts it in a pony-tail
Always dressed in a proper black suit, bow tie & all
"It makes me look more evil" says he, standing proud and tall
He lived in a dark & dingy tower up on Dreadful Hills
Where birds refuse to sing and a mere glimpse would give anyone chills
His only consort is a cat named Lacrimose, vile & evil as he
Both love the taste of ginger bread, strawberry ale & rose tea
II
One dreary morning in November when Colin woke
He realized that he missed his smile, lost since he was a little bloke
He stepped out of his room and summoned his loyal cat
"O Lacrimose" he said, "Today we will find where my smile is at!"
They began searching the tower, high & low, left & right
"It's just around here somewhere" he whispered, "I probably lost it in the dead of night"
They pulled out old drawers, empty cupboards & dusty cabinets
But all they found were cobwebs, memorabilia & broken trinkets
"Ah Lacrimose!" shouted Colin, "Look what I found here!"
"This wind-up jumping frog was given to me by mother dear!"
They searched behind the curtains, under the bed and beneath the sheets
But all they found was another toy, a little black bird that tweets
"This little bird" he remembered, "I gave it a name"
"Ah yes, it's Horus and hide & seek was her favorite game."
He put both toys in his pocket and continued searching, never giving up
Colin & Lacrimose were determined to find the lost smile before the sun was up
III
They left the bedroom floor and down the basement they went
A dark & sinister place with walls of chipped cement
Colin turned the light on and a rusty typewriter is what they saw
“This clunky old machine” he said, “used to leave me in absolute awe.”
Pointing at the corner, he went on, “This is where father used to write”
“He read to me his wonderful adventures much to my delight.”
“Let’s go to the attic” he told Lacrimose with a sigh
“There’s nothing left to see here but half-written stories & goodbyes.”
So up the attic they went, but as they entered the floor began to creek
“This won’t take long, Lacrimose” he assured the cat, “We’re just going to have a little peek.”
“The last time I went up here” he recalled, “I was a little boy aged 7.”
“It was that fateful day I was told that my loving parents went to heaven.”
He looked at Lacrimose feeling somber as ever
And noticed his cat nibbling on what seems to be an old letter:
“Colin, our dear son” he read out loud, *“We love you with all our hearts.
We’re sorry we had to leave you, in the morning we must part.
The choice is not ours to make, we have to fight for our country.
We’ll be home after the war is over, just in time for your birthday party.”*
IV
As he held the letter in his hand, he sat on the floor and started to weep
His parents’ death he tried to forget, in his heart he buried it deep
“A few months after receiving this letter” Colin remembered completely,
“3 men in military uniforms informed me that my parents died valiantly.”
“They never made it to my 7th birthday, I had no reason to celebrate.”
“In my heart there used to be joy & love, but since that moment I replaced it with hate.”
And the days after that, Colin not once did cry
But today was different, he knew it was time to say goodbye
He went down the attic and walked to the garden behind the tower
Carrying with him Lacrimose, he picked up a tiny little flower
He approached his parents’ final resting place with hardly an upward glance
Colin yearned for forgiveness and this was his perfect chance
V
From his pocket he pulled out the wind-up frog & Horus, the little black bird
Along with the letter found in the attic and without saying a word
He neatly placed the items on the ground with the tiny flower on the side
Today Colin learned about acceptance; there is nothing left to hide
He began to speak and this is what he had to say:
“Forgive me mother & father, but your passing has left me in complete disarray.”
He kneeled on the ground and cried like he never did before
Tears streamed down his face and it didn’t stop ‘till his eyes were sore
His hands were shaking as he covered his face
He never did forget the loss he tried so hard to erase
As soon as he stood up and slowly opened his eyes
He saw on the horizon a beautiful & magnificent sunrise
Stepping through the field, wiping his tears away
To his loyal companion he said: “From now on we will have better days.”
“Lacrimose, my dear friend, we shall no longer be evil & vile”
Ah, it is a great day indeed for Colin Trench began to smile.
Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 9:34 AM UTC
Let every person know
that my heart is taken
and my eyes can only gaze
upon your sight,
My thoughts are filled with
fond memories of you
and my tongue could only speak
of my love's plight.
Let every person know
that without you my heart
will cease to beat
and my eyes are better off blind,
My hands would have lost its purpose
for they could not touch you
and life would be
so unkind.
Let every person know
that my love for you
is without limit
and that every breath of my life
I dedicate to you,
My soul indeed
has found its mate
a happy life together
is what we shall create.
Sep 22, 2010
Sep 22, 2010 at 12:25 AM UTC
Deep in my heart lies my deepest regret
A once true love that has not been fulfilled
A love unlike anything anyone has ever seen
A love that truly has never been
For what is love but an informal vow?
An indecisive pixie running about
Stealing people's hearts?
That I may not know if love has struck me or not?
And in my regret, my heart dare not know
If this love has been fulfilled or not.
Sep 18, 2010
Sep 18, 2010 at 12:40 AM UTC