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ArthurDKid Jul 2015
Waking up with gentle touch of sunshine in my face
warm smell of coffee in the air that hugs tight in my waist
Hands that craves for your skin; so soft and smooth like lace
Sadly, only to find that you are not on your place

Went down to kitchen and finding you
wearing apron while holding a spoon
dancing, more like prancing, while singing in tune
I say, it's really a good view

Silently walk towards you; hearing your laughter
Like a menacing shadow following its master
Sniffed; touching my lips to your skin
Giggled; as you greet me good morning

You pushed me to table while preparing
"look made you breakfast" hear you saying
bread, eggs and bacon; hear my tummy crumbling
What's more to ask? all is in here I am loving

Juicy, crunchy, melting tastes
with coffee that fogs your glasses
smell of grass that wind breezes
then your dream suddenly lapses

Soon my love, this will be real
once ourselves and the church made deal
could not wait, you know how I feel
all I could do is keep dreaming 'til the seal
ArthurDKid Jul 2015
Am tired of chasing you down that alley.
Am tired of calming you down just to say something.
Am tired of hoping for a change yet here I am praying.
Am tired of convincing myself to stay.

Am not a thing that you could proclaim and own.
Am not a thing where your anger could be thrown.
Am not a thing that you think has no emotion.
Please do respect me even if you’re the queen on my thrown.

Am not your mother that could constantly provide your needs.
Am not the internet that could always share topics or feeds.
Am not a pet that sees only you.
Am not a prisoner that you could restrain and follow your woo.

We are partners that see the world in different definitions.
Even if together, there are times that we experience different situations.
We are one in heart but still two individuals in two locations.
Expect we do things that are not in each other’s expectations.

I beg your heart to speak even when you’re mad.
I don’t like to read your tantrums and to make me feel bad.
I don’t know if I have become selfish or have rot
But without you, how will I know if am not?
written Oct. 15, 2014
ArthurDKid Jul 2015
Little I was
I once dreamed
be smaller than glass
in a pool of sparkly goodness

Reminiscing how little I sip
to simulate that dream
funny how i forced myself to believe
ArthurDKid Jul 2015
Nakatingin sa kawalan
walang imik, walang galawan
wala naman ding tinititigan
basta wala lang

akala ng iba ako'y tamad
akala ng iba ako'y problemado
akala ng iba ako'y sawi
akala ng iba ako'y umiibig

pawang walang katotohanan
sana ako'y wag pangunahan
sakit na malalang kondisyon
utak na puno ng imahinasyon

puno ito ng mga pagpapantasya
puno ito ng mga gustong gawin
puno ito ng mga imbensyon
puno ito ng mga opinyon

isip lang ang gumagana
puso na ayaw gumawa
mga bagay na di ko alam kung pano simulan
kulang kasi sa sinop at katalinuhan

walang kinabukasan
walang patutunguhan
sa tulad ko na taong tanga
na puro pangarap lamang
could be translated to this.

Spaced out

Looking at nothing
mute, not moving
staring at nothing
just nothing

Some thinks I'm lazy
Some thinks I'm problematic
Some thinks I'm heartbroken
Some thinks I'm in love

All are not true
wishing not to be judged
sickness of serious condition
a mind full of imagination

it's filled with fantasizing
it's filled with things I wanted to do
it's filled with inventions
it's filled with opinions

a mind that only works
a heart that doesn't want to work
things that I don't know how to start
lacks thriftiness and intelligence

no future
no destination
for idiot person like me
who only dreams
ArthurDKid Jun 2015
Stands tall around me are walls I built.
A protection from thorny hands I seek.
Numbness and wittiness I picked.
To survive world of treachery and trick.

I jolt on the wall that loudly crackling.
They waggled in continuous pounding.
Crooked long veins sudden witnessing.
Having these walls crumpled is frightening.

Like every king's gate, I put faith in it.
Believing could make it strong a bit.
I prepare myself through fear I met.
Must face anything my fate would get.

Few monents passed, the pounding has stopped.
Leaves my mind with question why sudden nap.
Curiosity drove me to wall to tap.
Bricks fall down to earth with loud thundering clap.

Blinded by light, my eyes try to open.
Finds laying on ocean of buds a maiden.
Her tired blooded hands made my heart broken.
Tears fell out of my eyes, felt the pain.

I caress her while I moan.
Wishing the walls had never shown.
Looking back at my life I created and own.
Learning my life is like a stone.

The angels from the above cry,
making her body clean and spirit fly.
Having me touched, she doesn't deserve to die.
"Give us another chance!" my eyes won't dry.
Written in year 2009. Shared in sites I don't remember. first long poem written.
ArthurDKid Jun 2015
When saying "I love you" in a call for his bae,
in public, loud but with endearment; awkward pathway.
He doesn't care what people beside him may say
but hey, he's smiling cause it made his day.
really awkward
ArthurDKid Jun 2015
People have tried
To paint the garden of sky
But God remains best.
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