dreamerK

dreamerK Jan 2014

STILL

A bittersweet memory
You were supposed to be
A distant past, forgotten dream
A name I no longer scream

I thought time was a friend
Someone that will help it end
The feelings I long to bury
Deep in the heart of my memory

I was supposed to give up and let go
Of the man I hardly know
Accept the truth and move on
Erase all of these sensation

But here I still am
Blushing deeply from tame
Everything stayed clearer
As his name I still whisper

Will I ever be free?
Out of these feelings with misery
Let go of the one I've always loved
And whom I can never have?

Ever experience an unrequited love? We all have. What about loving someone you hardly know? Guess not all. Yet unfortunately, I'm one of those people. It started six years ago, my dilemma. I developed a deep infatuation ( Because of the circumstance, I'm still not sure whether this is love or not) toward my former classmate. He used to bully me verbally (Don't get me wrong, I am not a *******); calling we names and stuff. Naturally, my reaction was pure irritation. Then, a friend of mine developed a crush on him and through her... I saw a side of him that was gentle and nice. But because of my friend (who I lost communication now and whose crush never really develop into something more) and because of the fact that he used to make fun of me and I used to strike him back ( I am not a weak girl after all) ... I hid these feelings. Feelings that stayed with me until now.So, can anyone give me some advice? You see, I hardly knew him and since it's been years, surely there are things about him that changed as well. What do you think? What exactly are these feelings? Infatuation or love? It's a little bit mess up..my dilemma.
P.S. When I wrote that poem.. it was pure impulsiveness. I just felt like writing something about him.

dreamerK Jan 2014

To Mama, To Papa

Written on this paper
Is your daughter's love letter
For a man with great valor
And a woman with such honor

She hopes this will convey
The feelings she long to say
The words she couldn't utter
Even though it really matter

So pardon her for not speaking
For keeping all she's feeling
Verbal wasn't her language
In pen and paper can she only engage

For all the love and sacrifice
That no gratitude could suffice
Received through the years
Save the occasional tears

For all the pain and heartache
Your heart had to take
Forgiveness is what she's asking
Hoping for your understanding

And please remember you two
Despite its absence
The praise "I love you"
Is written in every sentence

I love writing poems.. love writing about anything I want to write about and then I would excitedly show it to my best friend after that I'll hide it away. But then I realized that shouldn't my parents see it as well? See this side of me? The hopeless romantic part, the part that loves writing stories and poems?? It was about time I introduce to them this part of me right? So last Christmas 2013, I decided to write a poem about them and then give to them as my Christmas gift. Hopefully they loved it.

dreamerK Dec 2013

Before Romeo there was He

She chose to die to be with him
A love so dear but ended in grim
For she thought he was the only one
Who had the passion like a thousand sun

If only her parents weren’t busy
Fighting with the others so gamely
Then maybe they could have told her
There was a love greater than the other

She had eyes as beautiful as the sea
But what is the use when she could not see?
That beyond the spring of forbidden love
Someone had loved her from above

But now it is too late
For us to tell dear Juliet
And hope to stop and make her see
That before Romeo there was He

— The End —