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Dark skies, dark skies
It's getting darker
I'm not a coward
but I can't go any further
I trip, I fall and I stumble
I forgot where I was going
I heard it again
My heart was pounding.
Little by little, fear rose
Until I saw her,
I suddenly froze.
Water filled my eyes,
Tears came rolling down
I remembered EVERYTHING
As if I could drown.
I could have been the one
I knew it was my time
But she was in the way
I was about to accept the "crime"

My heart was filled with joy
When she came into my life
But there was this day
It all ended with a knife.
I saw her and everything else
It was too much.
I was being stabbed a million times
Who could ever do such???
Time flies so fast.
She entered my life,
but she instantly went away
I thought it would all be fine...
But I know this is not the end.
I have to be true
I will start anew
And live this life through.
( One of my very first poems )

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2014
My heart is on the verge of breaking.
Why do you keep coming back when I keep pushing you away?
Why still fill me with sweetness when I'm overflowing with bitterness?
I already showed you what a mess I could be, but you'd still tell me you love me.
And that I'm your beautiful disaster; your perfect girl amidst all the flaws that I could possibly have.

Why?

Sorry for always running away; sorry for leaving; sorry for disappearing
Sorry for every single thing; for making it all harder for you
I know my sorries can't really do much, but I didn't really want to hurt you
I love you. I'm just a coward. I just want you to hold me tight and don't ever let go.

*Please.
This seems to be lacking
something....

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017
You are my warm flame
in this cold, darkened night.
. * • °, (Ɔ ˘⌣˘)♥(˘⌣˘ C) , ° • * .

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
Since the day I met you,
there's been this swirl
in the pit of my stomach,
there's this shy little smile
being drawn on my face
whenever I think of you,
and this sense of unrealism
that I could not understand.
❤ abxco ❤

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
parang paskong walang pamilya

parang sabaw na walang asin

parang punong walang dahon

parang gabing walang bituin
A:
Parang tulad ng paglimot ng karagatan sa dagat
At tulad ng paglimot ng ibon sa paglipad

© Nezer Vergara & Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
We trailed through the moonlit road
As I wiped the tears that streamed my face—
Everything was calm, everything was serene
It felt like we were passing by a city
That had long fallen to deep slumber;
Where had once all the rushing cars had gone,
Back and forth, non-stop, as their engines rattled
With much desperation, pleading to rest.

Step by step, we slowed our pace, feeling the cool breeze shying from us
As we came to a halt.
The leaves ruffled, still, and the stars twinkled brighlty.
Everything seemed to come together in perfect harmony.
It all felt quite bizzare yet astounding;
quite frightening yet calming;
quite gloomy yet comforting.
It was unlike anything I've ever experienced before–
Perhaps my heart and mind had finally been at peace
And that the turmoil inside had faded into nonexistence.

• ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ •
Who knew that what a known-to-be ordinary walk
Could turn into a magnificent, almost magical cure-
A cure for the mind that's filled with cloudy thoughts,
And a cure for the heart filled with pain and faults.
But what had truly made things better was..
Having you by my side amidst the whole tranquility
The entire scenery might have felt mysteriously unreal to me
But your presence was my reminder that it was all reality.
• ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ •
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
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