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Beautiful soul is what you are.
In some dark days you are my star.
You are an extension of God's love.
I can't deny the fact that you are blessing from above.

Everything of you is a part of me.
Your beautiful side is what I always see.
You are a person who fights for what is right.
And sometimes this cause you to cry at night.

Since before, you've been always thoughtful.
I saw the times when you became fearful.
Deep down I felt the tears you've shed,  
and courageously to God you prayed and pled.

The time I met you was one of the best-
the best time to say that I am blessed!
We both know that I am not a perfect friend,
but you offered me something that will last 'til the end.

Fun things are what we always do.
Remember the days when we tried to fly and climbed trees, too?
I remembered a day when you cried a lot,
because you were playing and had a deep cut.

Rainy days! One of our favorite days!
We were excited to run and play.
Laughing, running, throwing mud.
We even tried to play in the flood.

Impossible things became possible to us,
There were many things that we liked to discuss.
We became fake animals and superheroes.
We had a pet frog- oh yeah, we were weirdos!

Each day was a time to had fun.
We didn't care about the heat of the sun.
We embraced every bruises we had.
Friends come and go- we were always glad.

Now that we are grown ups and at our 20's,
no more plays and doing important duties.
Memories and friendship will remain the same.
Some things about us, now I acclaim.

Dear best friend, I pray and hope all the best for you.
I and God will always help you to get through.
Let's look on forward to what is best,
and stick together, for we know that God will do the rest.

*-Steph Dionisio, February 10, 2015
This poem is dedicated to my best friend, Genalyn, who is celebrating her 23rd birthday today.
Oratile Maroro Jan 2015
She could be cold sometimes,
But when she gets to be hot,
For me it's a priceless feeling,For which I get to wish she could never stop!

She's my boo,
And it's great to see she knows that too.
She be looking straight into my eyes,
Like she's craving the truth!

She can be a pain in the ***,
But I love her regardless.
I make her mad from time to time.
But I know she loves me any less.
Payback is a *****,  but a second chance is priceless
Oratile Maroro Jan 2015
If a human could explode,
On his/her own...
Don't wish to lie but,
I would've been in million pieces by now.
Boredom
  Jan 2015 Oratile Maroro
Z Atari
She will be our daughter
with hair of finely woven copper
to match that of her father.
And as she drinks from her sippy cup.
Five feet off the ground.
I could never be so proud.
When she holds my hand with fingers the size of pencaps
I could never be so glad
When she wimpers in her sleep
I'll wonder what she's dreaming
Oratile Maroro Jan 2015
I'm giving you all an advice,
That life is about having fun,
About getting to say something silly twice.
Having a little bit of paradise.

Previously I said life is a Gamble,
But it depends on who's holding the dice.
Shaking it enough for the night,
So you could eat something better, maybe Rice.

My Paradise is Hustling and it's complicated.
Being constipated,
in the middle of summer, But turning into Ice.
Now that's my Paradise.

Trust me, Could be nice. living each day,
trying to survive. My Paradise
Trying to be simple drifting you all to my Paradise ...
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