Let me be your darkness,
so you can shine your brightest.
Let me be your devil,
for your angels to ****.
Let me be your villain,
for you - the protagonist to reign.
Let me be your nightmare,
to hear your sigh of relief once awake.

Let me be the stain,
you cannot wash away.
Let me be your curse,
that you cannot run away from no matter what course.
Let me be the memories,
you want to erase.
Let me be your past,
that will continue to haunt you as time passes.
Let me be your sin,
that you desperately confess again and again.


Let me be these..
for me to be a part of your life, at least..
Oh let me be..
*So you can never be whole, without me.

You still haunt my dreams
Turn it into nightmare
As if you still own it

Like the undead
You still walk my mind
In there, you should already be gone

I already killed you
I did right?
Or it wasn't bull's eye?

And so again I'll raise my ******
Ready to hit you in the head
This time, I won't miss

2052, 2069 or 2075?
A bottle of Coke everyday
Much earlier perhaps

An accident?
Due to old age?
For sure it'll come so sudden

Ah, I should prepare a list
Of accounts and passwords
For my sister to access

She will have to put a year after '1992 - ',
Update my status to 'deceased'
And respond to the grieving comments too

Brace yourselves for the loving messages
And stories of how amazing I was
That will sure flood from my funeral's guests

They will range from people I hold dear
To people I barely know
And from those who doesn't really care

It will be fun to watch from the sidelines
And a little sad too
To see them desperately hold on to what's gone

I guess that's the joke of life
You'll know its importance once its out of your hands
I guess I'll have fun, while I'm alive

Oh the irony!
I am celebrating my birth
By writing a poem about my death

I think you loved me

The first hug from behind
In the middle of the street

Our tears mixed
Upon our first antagonist

The "I love you" screams
During fireworks

The barefooted run
And exchange of shoes

Kisses and cuddles
And our little secrets

Breathtaking adventures
Touchdown places

Our very own runway
And gallery

Including bumps and dismays
The makeups that went with it

Those strict scoldings
For the betterment of my health

Our crazy antics
And bizarre trips

Intimate moments
Behind those every whispers

When you hold unto me
Like you won't let go, ever

But you did

Now that I think about it
I think you did

It's sad that I only think you did
'Cause I am very sure that I did

Who are you?
Are you the one inside rock sanctuaries?
Built from pennies without taxes?
Made by white-robe-wearing prisoners?

Who are you?
Are you the one preached by those on the streets?
Those who wear dresses and suits
By those who ask for money without receipts?

Who are you?
Are you the one described by those thick books?
The one who is mighty and all good?
Omniscient and wiped off all those who are rude?

Who are you?
Are you the one who's love is unconditional?
Yet the one who said there's only cold and warm?
The one who denies the existence of something lukewarm?

Who are you?
Are you the one who's perfect?
But you created what everyone called "mistakes"
The one who said those mistakes' feelings are fake?

Who are you?
Are you the ultimate judge?
The one who taught to point out faces with muds
Without first looking in the mirror which is a must?

Who are you?
Everyone is presenting their own clues
Who are you?
Even though they know no one is really a hundred percent true

I believe I know you
Not because of scripts
Or from others' beliefs
I just somehow feel I know you

Others might not believe the 'you' I know
Because they have their 'you' of their own
But I will not shove my 'you' down their throats
Just to reign their 'you' as the ultimate truth

A white room
A beeping sound
Heading to doom
In there, I found

You.. who's crying
I can feel that you want it to end
My suffering?
Or your guilt within?

I am holding on
You've already let go
Now, the beeping sound is gone
*You've killed me when I wanted to live more

Let me drown with codes
Like it's the only language I know
Colorful paragraphs
Tab within a tab

Let me drown with installation windows
Full of "Next" buttons
To click
And wait

Let me drown with email, online and phone supports
Along with "How can one person be so stupid?" questions
And curses to bossy clients
With evil wishes of their servers' deaths

Let me drown with corny jokes
Thrown to friends to make them laugh more
Pretending that there's nothing wrong
'Cause I'm the joker - I'm the clown

Let me drown with songs
From a noise-cancelling earphone
Full of memories
Of where I want to be

Let me drown with poem ideas
Unwritten words so vast
Crowded in the back of my head
Shouting when everything around me is silent

Let me drown with other things
So that I do not drown
With my own tears
Because, now, you're gone

Please help me find her!

Name: Her name is the sweetest ever.
Age: She looks very beautiful at her teen age.
Eyes: Her tantalizing black eyes leads you to the depth of forever.
Hair: Her silky black hair will make queens dazed.

Height: She stands enough for my arms to wrap around her shoulders.
Weight: It is my dream to someday honeymoon-lift her.
Distinguishable mark: Seeing her will make you fall to your knees.
Last seen: She's in front of me, but she's not here.

Circumstance: She was oh so sweet
She tells me she loves me even if everyone is listening
She holds my hand, hugs me from behind
Even if others are looking, she wouldn't mind

But that was the story before
Now, she's like that no more
It seems I have spoiled her too much
All the sweet little gestures for her now seemed awkward

Those changes made me stop and step back
"Where are you?", I always quietly ask
I seem to be looking at a stranger's back
Where is she? That someone I love?

So please! Please help me find her!
If you ever see her, contact me immediately
I wish to see the old her again
Not only for her, but to also set myself free

I gave her three roses

Firstly, a true rose
Fresh with its thorns
But I don't want her to think
That like the rose, my love will die and shrink

So I gave her another rose
A plastic rose
One that won't die and is forever
She won't think of it as fake, that's what the first rose was for

My love has no equivalent price
So I gave her the third prize
I learned how to make an origami rose
And made it in front of her, to symbolize my love is full of effort

I gave her three roses
"I love you" was what it says
And she was a rose
Loving her was loving her beauty and the pain of hugging her thorns

I love you so much
Said you love me as much
But on the way to earth's hell
Because we were persecuted
People said you were with me
But you firmly denied me

"Action speaks louder than voice" ,
only works in uncommitted relationships.

You are not his only choice,
but always steals a kiss.
He reaches for your hand to hold,
but you're not sure if it's just for tease.

Waits for you 'till your shift's off,
other times it's your hair already turning grey.
He drives you home,
then drives another the next day.

Then he suddenly distanced himself,
saying he have other plans.
You swallowed your pride and plead,
asked him for a second chance.

He had a firm no,
but with a vague reason.
With a broken heart, you know what to do,
and that is to accept and move on.

You're in the middle of the process,
and yet he interrupts.
He does what he does best,
and is again closing the gaps.

You're in a tight spot,
but you should know better.
Listen to us with no buts,
we don't want you to be hurt again by that heart-breaker.

What have we told you,
about what we felt about that person?
Someone who purposely do,
leave holes for his victims to fall.

So guard your heart more,
do not let just anyone to penetrate through.
You should lock the door,
give the only key to someone who is true.

And the next time you take the free fall again,
we'll just always be here as your friend.
And if you ask us out to dinner to tell your pain,
we'll just remind you then and there..

"Action speaks louder than voice." ,
only works in uncommitted relationships.