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  Mar 2018 Kris Balubar
Isabelle
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.
.
tired but couldn’t sleep
i’m wondering if you’re worth to keep
this foolish heart is in pain
but still it beats your name
telling me how to stop
is telling me how not to love
Kris Balubar Mar 2018
Weeks had passed.
Cloudy days had gone.
Snows had fallen and melting.

A new day is coming.

The sun is peaking,
And I'm still missing something.

Another day must come,
And I'm still searching.

Unlikely, delusional that YOU will still be around.
From weeks until now, I know that You are gone.
  Mar 2018 Kris Balubar
Isabelle
it must be
the shared loneliness
the craving for warmth
the longing for love
and then there is time
and distance too
but there is us
and i hope it’s enough
for you
Kris Balubar Feb 2018
Uncertain to know you're still in me. . .

Unconscious you're still around. . .

Vivid, you were so close to me.
Your face is still the same from
The last time I saw you, beautiful.
Surprisingly, you were awake.
Somewhere on the other side.
Unbelievable, I was dreaming of you.
My unconscious soul with your
Conscious soul meets, accordingly.
Kris Balubar Feb 2018
There are many words inside of me
that I feel I need to say
But there's always something in the way

Every time we get a chance to talk
you always have to go
The words are keep building inside of me
And I wish it wasn't so

You are part of me, perhaps my daily routine
I become weirder all because of you
I'm not blaming you or anything
I'm just glad your part of my everyday
And I wish to stay this way
  Jan 2018 Kris Balubar
Lunar
have you ever wondered
why   am   i   always
f  a  s  c  i  n  a  t  e  d
with the phenomena
of     a    red and rare
l u n a r   e c l i p s e?

with every time we meet,
i turn red;
but with every time we part,
i don't turn blue.

rare doesn't mean
"once in a lifetime."
it only means that
you'll always return,
no matter how long it takes.

and i believe that
someday
for sure
again:
*i'll see you.
aren't we all fascinated with the things, events, and people which come rare?
it makes us cherish them well.

(j.m.)
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