the female sparrow
never seems to be satisfied
with just one lover.
she ***** them
then gets bored
and moves on to the next
sparrow
who can give her what she wants
maybe she seeks
diversity
because she has low self esteem
maybe she seeks
entertainment
because she is depressed
maybe she seeks
multiple lovers
because the moment she gets what she wants
she becomes bored
and she sees too much of them
and its no longer a mystery
i am the sparrow
with a multitude of men
i keep by my side
yet none of them love me
am i looking for love?
or a distraction?
i can tell you this much
valentines day
*****
for both the sparrow
and me.

You open my door, you shelter me from harm
You line my path with petals, fragrant like silk
You hold my hand, you keep me nice and warm
You put cream in my coffee instead of milk.

You tell me nice things, just when I need to hear
You compliment me in every single way
You kissed  me on my lips at the start of the year
and keep your resolution up every breaking day.

You smile and it lights up my world it is so true
You came to me with promises which you keep
Cupid definitely shot the arrow the day I met you
you look after me when I'm awake and asleep.

In fact you never leave my side do you, not that I mind
You never judge me or step out of line.
You are thoughtful, though irritating but you are kind
I am not complaining however, you are my valentine.

Anong laban ko sa babaeng mas uunahin mo kesa sakin?
Anong laban ko sa babaeng kahit huli **** nakilala pero nakasama mo ng matagal?
Anong laban ko sa babaeng laging nasa tabi mo pag kailangan mo ng karamay?
Anong laban ko sa babaeng mas kilala ang pamilya mo?
Anong laban ko sa babeng maraming alam tungkol sayo,
sa lahat ng bagay na gusto mo,
sa lahat ng bagay na ayaw mo?

Anong laban ko sa babae na kasabay mo sa lahat ng trip mo sa buhay?

Anong laban ko sa babaeng ngiti pa lang mamahalin mo na?

Anong laban ko sa bestfriend mo?

Watched me
secretly
Forgot me
purposely

Met me
Harried me
Regretted me
Married me

Made me a Mother
Made me a Wife
Gave over all others
Gave me a life

Loves me in Happiness
Loves me in Anger
Loves me in a dress
Loves me naked, with Hunger

Counts me as a blessing
Counts me as a prize

Relies on me when stressing
Relies on me to tell no lies

Lays his head upon my lap
Lays his demons upon my sword
Lays his dreams upon my alter
Lays his problems outside the door

Sits in Silence at my tears
Sits grinning at my Triumph
Sits still in between the years
Sits complacently inside Love

My Valentine is not a day
not just one inside a year
He's everyday I live and breathe
He's the salt inside each tear
He's the foundation stone
of this Temple I call
My Life
My Valentine is
My Husband
and I am
His Wife

I stopped writing love poems when I met you,
and started writing psalms instead: I took
your lips as the body and your hips
as the blood of a Holy Spirit you’ve been
hiding in your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
that I’ve been praying to
worship, worship, worship. Some would call
this feeling blasphemy, but since it is winter,
I am willing to take a little trip down to hell
to melt the cold in my bones, especially
if that means I can walk you back
to Heaven. But don’t take this all too seriously
because
I stopped writing love poems when I met you,
and started writing psalms instead: I took
your words as Gospel and raised them to my
tongue and matched it with yours to bathe
myself in your waters to wash away my sins-
and yes, I am a sinner, for I have undertaken
many a Crusade to prove myself worthy
of you. But the blood of my enemies is your
hips. The lips of those I have left for you is
your body. And still in your hell I find Heaven.
But
don’t take this all too seriously because
I stopped writing love poems when I met you.

A tilted painting
A closed door
Smiles stare at me
Taunting me
Teasing me
And I just smile
Knowing they can't do anything
But I can
My words can stop them
My lines flowing from this pen
And I stand there
And just speak
Their smiles fade to focused grins
And my focused grin
Fades into a smile
They disappear
A flawless painting
An open door
A blank room stares back at me
Greeting me
Welcoming me
And I just smile.