A knight who is too afraid to protect,
cannot even unsheathe its sword,
even if it means to protect someone,
or even itself;
because he is a coward knight.

I am always here,
and will be forever.
So don't worry if ever,
I may be not your partner,
because I am not suited;
to be with you together.

love does not need a reason,
but real feelings.

A feeling that don't want us to tell them,
A feeling that don't want us to hurt them,
A feeling that don't want to be apart on them,
A feeling that it's hard to accept without them,
A feeling that you're going to be lonely without them,
And a feeling that you don't want to be in a dim.

Although, none knows that they already knew,
That you already did hurt someone you knew,
That you are already apart with someone you knew,
That you are already suffering yet accepting without them,
That you are already in your room, bearing with your loneliness,
That you are already in your room, having to face the darkness.

Completely tortured,
Unfortunately devastated,
Sadly wrecked,
But suddenly woke up from the affliction.

She was rather a bad person,
For stealing my heart without my permission,
For letting me fall on her easily,
And for giving my attention to her.

But isn't it way too obnoxious?
That I am the only one who fell.
That I am the only one who made an effort.
And the only one--who played as a fool.

After how many years I've been trying,
I'm still here standing and fighting,
And when I'm seeing you clearly,
It makes my heart thump vividly.

Also, my ambition and inspiration in life,
Is to love and adore you but not in strife,
But in a serious and thorough way,
Like there's no tomorrow and yesterday.


Even though you don't love and care me much,
I will still attempt to be the one and be a nonesuch,
The one who will calm you and cherish,
And will never ever relinquish.

She is a woman who I loved the most and I cared first,
She is also a woman who were never been sick of understanding me,
She is a woman who I am proud the most.
I never did regret having such a mother.
A mother who will always caress and care you.
A mother who will never leave in your side.
A mother who will always understands your situation.
A mother who will always mind of what worries you.
A mother who will always protect you no matter what.
A mother who will always struggle even if her life will be lessen.
A mother who will never give up struggling just to feed you.
A mother that who could always makes you proud.
A mother that is too proud of having someone like you.
Even you're having a disease, illness and you are in sickness;
she is always in your side no matter what.
A mother who is always looking for a money just to feed its children.
A mother who will not let you stand in the storm that is raging.
A mother who will care for you when you are sick.
A mother who will always worry being you caught in a sickness or illness.

Such a blessed that a mother that I am having right now.
God, you really are the best. No matter who you are and what you are, God you will always be the best.
Even though that sometimes I get mad of those things that I don't want to happen, still I am thankful.

However, because I love my mother very much. Ma, thank you and I love you once again !

kung sa dulo'y gusto lang naman ang sumaya,
hindi nalang sana nag-aksaya pa
ng oras kung hindi naman kayang tanggapin ang sakit na na-idulot
at 'di mo rin karapat-dapat ang mahalin
dahil ikaw mismo ay ang taong mapili,
ngunit sa katunayan, hindi naman pinili.

Each day and every night
I always think if I'm even right,
That loving someone in reality is real,
Or maybe just in fairy tale.


Particle between of our love and care,
Had never given a thought if it is near,
But even though that it is distant,
I will still always think that it's never been an important.

If love is really an intimacy,
Can it still be called genuine or maybe just a fantasy?
But some people only do love to have an odyssey,
Or perhaps there is a reason which is you are guilty.


Moreover, if you only see me being friendly,
Then I'll accept it thoroughly,
Even though that there's no us,
But my love will still not turn into rust but remain just.


Perhaps you don't love me,
Still I will love you deeply,
Subsequently, I had never knew,
That I was only dreaming about you.

Sometimes in life,
I wished I could really also be
a joyful person.

But a wish is just
a mere wish,
and there's probably no possibility of it.

Because I am just like a zany clown,
hiding all its pain--through being happy but pretentiously.

I stood up
I loved
I cared
I gave everything
And most of all, I made even myself a fool

Do I look like a clown?
Do I look like a nobody?
Do I look like a plaything?
And most of all, what have I done so wrong?

Then, tell me if I deserve to be given of your love?
Then, tell me if I am worthy enough to be given of your care?
Then, tell me if I am not enough to be your someone not a nobody?
And most of all, do I really have to beg and plead for all of it just for you to stay?

I ran away
Made sure that no one can chase my way
I halted
Then I heard a howl
I ran again
My sweat dropped
Then I halted again
Checked around
I saw nothing
I walked
Then I heard a mumbling and gossiping people
My nervousness appeared
I am full of sweat
I closed my eyes
Then I woke up
And snap,
It was just a spine-chilling nightmare.

As we grow older
Life becomes shorter
Shorter yet becomes harder
Shaking and trembling which is the sign of our life have become bitter.

The grave is waiting and waving,
Which is our next adventure in life is coming,
But probably it will be a lonesome day,
That no one is will be with us especially when we're gonna play.

Someone just suddenly asked me,
"Define what is beautiful".
I was horrified,
yet intricated and gave it a thought.

Albeit, yes, I defined it--
but through drawing.

I drew you.
Because I believe that in my heart not in eyes--
that you have a beautiful heart
which I adored too much.

Every person's life
has a thing called "betrayal".
Because even your own feelings
can betray you.

Loving you was my biggest regret,
Knowing that you weren't even concrete,
Even though that I already knew, I bet.
But I am still thinking about you over and over even if it means death.

The fragments of our love and trust,
Has been already turned into a lust,
Lust that made you find another, how unjust,
But ****, hope sooner it will last.

However, you made me feel what is right,
That next time when I love I should choose which is even right to fight,
And I should not let go but hold so tight,
To the someone I really love and so that she will not leave me in a despair yet lonely night.

As the sadness went in your life,
There came your eyes are in a whimper,
Wondering how people couldn't even realize what your situation is already with,
But you didn't care because life is just like that.

Sadness became the reason why your life is so unlucky and miserable,
But they didn't notice it as well,
Whether in your eyes is happiness or sadness,
Because both of them reside with it.

Once but always in the morning,
Sipping something hot and warm,
Dark and bitter,
But always fills the stomach.

She was like a black rose,
such beauty in sadness.

Roses are glamorous yet can be addictive,

Feelings are always proactive,

But you are more than roses,

Your name has a rose,

But you were neither mine nor has ever become mine,

You were someone who always makes me fine,

But you've suddenly changed,

And becomes a rose which is actually now strange,

Your scent slowly died,

Now, I don't know what to do when I am always tied,

Strengths are leaving me,

You as a rose weakens me,

But even though you've died,

I still looked forward to my feelings which I've really relied.

I don't know about my life anymore.
I am neither having rainbows nor butterflies in life.
Negativity surrounds me every time.
People always had their happiness,
but mine only sometimes does.
It is way too uncanny--
that maybe I am cared and confronted with the darkness in life.

A cavalryman who is too afraid to protect,
cannot even unsheathe its sword,
even if it means to protect someone,
or even itself;
but he can't--
because he is a craven cavalryman.

memories on the floor—
scattered and crumpled
from the sheets I used to write
too puzzled yet remained mysterious
but searched everywhere for something I couldn't found
from where it all had begun—
of how I fell in love with your cruelty — your cruel kindness.

people say:
'crying is only for a weak person'

why would I  not agree?
of course yes.

but, is it only for a weak person?
and for a dispirited person?

because I believe that;
'crying is also a part of being strong--strong in emotion".

I was in the darkness
Felt nothing but dimness
I thought that I'd die in loneliness
But there she saved me along with her presence and caress.

She was part of my life.
A savior in my life,
and guidance in my life.
But when once she left me,
there's nothing I felt-
But emptiness and darkness.

Life is tough yet short.
But death is eternity.
Life will last; soon you also will.
Forgive those who trespass on you.
And forget those mistakes that you have had been made and done.
Judgment is by the law as well and fairly just,
But God will be, above all--gonna judge us.
Repent, for you who trespassed.
And live in a tranquil life.

A mistake isn't should be remorse with,
After all, it's what yourself have decided to choose,
and it's the cause of trusting your fate too much or maybe not,
even though it's already noticeable in the first place,
still, you chose what's right for you,
and which is comfortable for you.

Full of miseries
Tried to run
Because life isn't so fun
But someone tied me into the tree
So I can't flee

I need a plan
I need to get it done
I have to escape
But first, I have to be safe

Found a sharp stick
But I can't even pick
I am gravely wounded
Though it can still be bounded

Escape
Be safe
Lie low
But most of all, make sure no one else can see me

I ran after then
I saw a road
There's a light and a noise of a car
Someone's talking

I cried
I am now save
But not so
They were not a human

I ran again (rattled)
Searched for a mirror
But found a glass instead
Took a look and was disgusted

****, I am not a human
What a degenerated face
Looks like a disgrace
But a monstrous creepy face.

People said that we cry either because we are sad or because of our negative emotions,
but I think we people cry for a different reasons,
not just because we are sad,
but it's because we are happy.

I was suppose to choose you,
But hereafter, you declined,
My oozing heart turned into blue,
Affliction tortured my mind.

Demented, like an altered bamboo,
Drifted in the wind, I fall apart,
Oh girl, I'm just missin' you,
It's no use, for he regained your heart.

You said you love me,
Yes, you definitely did,
So where's that guarantee?
Do I have to plead?

If you did love me,
Then you won't have to test my faith,
This made me hate thee,
And you didn't mind and deviate.

We're gone our separate ways,
Detached with each other's lives,
Goodbye, this bidding I must face,
Until the pain in me subsides.

I was supposed to choose you,
But hereafter, you declined,
And "BANG", consciousness blew,
She suddenly snapped backed into my mind.

Don't expect to be loved back.
Because people nowadays are selfish and greedy which only has a will to accept if their eyes are very pleased.

Don't promise, so that no one will suffer.
Don't promise, so that no one will regret.
Don't promise, so that no one will be abandoned.
Don't promise, if you are not even too sure.

Don't promise, if you are only good at talking.
Don't promise, if can't you even do it.
Don't promise, if you're not really interested.
Don't promise, if you don't even know how to fulfill it.

Don't promise, if it will only come into nothing.
Don't promise, if you can't keep it.
Don't promise, if you're not confident.
And lastly, don't even promise if you already knew that between the two of you don't even exist in the beginning.

in my dreams,
you were there,
and as I wake up,
you are still there,
but in someone else's presence.

making too much of an effort
has never been the stupidest and foolish thing to do.

it is just that
no one is willing to accept it
even at your worst.

Life does not need any kind of gifts.
May it be Christmas today--
but gifts are not imperative.
Because everday
life is a gift.

Every life is special.
There's no such life that isn't special.
Pessimistically or Optimistically,
life is still a special one.
Don't blame life--it's just because of fate.
Fate may be cruel--though it's just it wants you to experience something.
Something that you didn't expect or hope for.
And speaking of special,
yes, you are special too.
Don't say that you shouldn't have lived or born in this world.
Don't say that it's your fault.
No one is at fault.
It's just a coincidence or maybe just a sign in your life.
Don't sulk over petty things.
You may have lost someone you love in your life,
you have to hoist yourself and keep moving.
Staying on the situation where you have too many problems--
is kind of absurd, man.
I am not saying this because I didn't undergo what you've been through...
But I am saying this because--
you are a special person like me that
even our Lord God still cares
even if we've sinned too much in our life.

Days, Months, and Years had passed by,
Yet I still don't know why,
That I fell in love with you suddenly,
And can't even explain my feelings to you completely.

I always wonder why I'm afraid,
Loving someone I could never have,
Even just in a day or week or so-so that could be paid,
And couldn't make me sob.

I always find guilty to myself,
That why I couldn't have done it before,
When I was conscious to myself,
Although I couldn't make sure.

Feelings that are untold,
Should at least be real,
Than fraud feelings should be told,
And feelings that are compelled.

there are too many favorites that I've had,
but your smile is my number one.

I dreamed too much
and
I sought too much
yet it's about love that I dreamed and sought the most.

Of all many times I did,
I still ended up
falling on my own
stupidity
and
in the
abyss.

For the word of Fiction--
I eventually found out--
And it made sense to me;
When I began to fall in love.

I am trying to figure it out,
What is happening in my life,
But as the second, minute, hour, day, week, and a year went by,
I still didn't know and understand.

Now, I am somehow kind of lost in the darkness,
Trying to look for a light,
But there seems no light and my life is starting to ebb,
And I am in awful shape.

I am trying to look for someone's sympathy,
But they never would look at me,
They just walked and passed by,
Until I become nothing that even ashes and shadows were nothing left.

Slowly by slowly,
People get easily deceived,
Never knew that love isn't even real,
Because they will just leave you hanging.

But I am tired of consulting,
When I was just fragile one,
Who also did fall easily,
And got hurt in the end.

I thought I could find it with you,
although there was peace,
unluckily never found freedom in the end.

It's already an another year
Or should we say a 'New Year'
But why are you still dwelling in the past?
When it is supposed to renew your life again.

In life, you must know how to accept
Not just accept, but to relive and renew your life--
especially when it's already New Year.
That's why--get a new life.

It's an another day.
I'm still breathing.
I'm alive.
I'm blessed.
I'm humble.
I'm thankful.
I'm safe.
God is really good all the time.
God is really great all the time.

No wonder why I am still kicking and alive;
it's because of God's presence that made me want to live;
Hope that people realized that God wouldn't want them to be an evil but a virtuous.

It's my habit
of falling in love,
but too fragile
especially
when being
left
by someone
I love the most.

One person can not become
                                                        a  poet,                  
                         if he will hurt
                the woman's heart
                                                       and              
                     only do writes
                                   a poem.

I am always alone.
No one wants to be my playmate.
I can't be with a friend who only uses me.
And too much hatred which surrounded me every day and every moment.

Therefore I came to think that;
I should write things which are related to literature
So I captivated and motivated myself instead.
So I created a distance and time myself to write a poem.

I wrote numerous poems on my notebooks.
Every day on school, every thought that came into my mind which is special to me-- I will write it down.
Organizing it and choosing it which is I usually do.

When I am done writing all of it,
I am gonna make a poem-- but making a poem is actually hard to me,
But there's nothing I can do,
I'll just think too much and thorough.

I had to think for a title,
After being done on a title-- of course, I am covered with sweat,
But sweat does no matter to me,
Because I have classmates who are usually going to praise me.

They may seem not to be friendly with me,
At least I could have a time to enjoy,
Laughter and smiles are in my surrounding-- when they are reading,
After reading, all is done and gonna keep it for me to go home.

Going home isn't my priority and what's on my mind every day,
But there's nothing I can do as well-- but to go home.
My poems are kind of useless when I am only making to let my classmates read it,
So I decided to go on surfing on the internet.

I have found too many websites-- but no one got my interest,
Howbeit, after how many times-- I have found this website either page,
Read too many poems which are actually nice,
And the people here are so very nice.

After I have found this page and read numerous poems and comments,
It came to my mind-- that it is time for me to post these poems,
Maybe I'll have and gonna receive some worthy praises,
And HelloPoetry, you are my beloved buddy.

It is still a mystery,
Why others fall in love,
Even in a gibberish reason,
Even there's "someone", they already have.

Knowing it's an unforgivable sin,
And a foolish way I have been,
To fall in love for that someone,
Who already has a number one.

I would not rather be a number two,
I'm not desperate breaking them too,
I'd rather bear of all the pain,
In front of someone than looking insane.

I'd rather have all the sacrifices,
Knowing that you are not loveless,
But it's not my fault letting you be,
A hiding hypocrite on him 'cause you fell in love with me.

The incite in your eyes, you tried to hide,
I've just ignored and kept it inside,
'Cause I'm strong and I know it's wrong,
It's patent, we just don't belong.

How can we make it right?
When at first it's all wrong?
I want to fight for our love,
But I have no reason to hold on.