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  Mar 2020 Kris Balubar
Anmol Mago
"I don't understand your poems"
she told me so often

[and yet
in each
of my verses
there was
so much
more of her
and so
little of me]
Dedicated to (you)

sometimes the ones you try and forget, are the ones that matter the most
  Nov 2019 Kris Balubar
It's kinda cool how when life is normal
rainy days make me lethargic and unmotivated.
But when life is hard and I'm struggling
rainy days are the greatest comfort,
as if the earth is crying with me
saying that I'm allowed to feel it all
  Nov 2019 Kris Balubar
Your love
The spirit of spring
  Nov 2019 Kris Balubar
I'm dizzy
trace you onto me

you twist with my emotions
I'm innocent
you noticed

I'm quiet
you realize

I'm shy
I'm not naive

you don't know that

give me the bottle
giggles tangled in the loud music
my body feels lucid

you have a liar's love
I found myself
dizzy in your hands

I lost myself in your eyes
I'm still trying to come back

I don't trust you one bit
I want your touch

agree to disagree
Kris Balubar Nov 2019
It has been a while and
It doesn't feel wrong
Or right, but unknown.

Still, figuring it out
It may be brand new
Or the same as the old days.

Still, trying it out
It could be you
Or it could be the same game.

Still, I want this
You, I want you.
  Oct 2019 Kris Balubar
addicted to your lips
and the poetry it speaks
and every time we kiss
oh darling im in bliss
Kris Balubar Oct 2019
Unsteady for hours, glancing up into the grey sky
Confined winds embracing me in
So deep I find myself in the pouch of the quests
Asking the universe to peek for the existence of
Pure love but I was stranded
Disallowing my departure for selfishness creature
Searching for help as the love unfold
Lost in time, and I'm still here waiting
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