John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio: Favorites

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Dhaye Margaux

~~~¤~~~

Yes, I am you, I can be neutral, hot or cold
I am different yet I am every human in this world
Your mind's not mine yet you have my heart
Your soul, my soul, yet we are still apart
Your eyes sometimes look like mine
Your ears never differ when one plays a line
Your skin is fair but inside I have the same
You also hope for a momentary power and fame
Who doesn't want joy is such a hypocrite
I see you in the mirror when you want to quit
You sing my song when you stand and walk
I wear your clothes whenever I talk
Now, why don't you hold my ***** hand?
I never question your feet when full of mud
We both dance when music plays
Yet one might stop and leave when the other stays
As painters, we borrow each others paint
Yet your art could make them call you a saint
I should have no question, this is life, I know
We're just actors playing a complicated show...

~~~¤~~~

My response poem to a piece at WC.

#poem #i #you #human #same #complicated #response

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Time Changes, No.. It Leads.

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

NvrMnd

Time Changes, No.. It Leads.

This place gets old
Stained walls,
Broken roads..
Surrounded, crowded..
Still, familiar..
Only familiar
Something's different
The scent?
The people? You?
Ah, No more you...

Your walk,
How you look..
More certain..
Different from what I've known
Is it change?
Is it the clock?
That keeps ticktocking
And every tick is a step
Taking you away
Far from me..

Time changes everything
Wait, no, no..
Time leads us..
To 'who we're suppose to be'
We don't change..
In process of getting to know
We discover,
This life
This place
Ourselves.

Sorry, I can't describe it myself clearly how I think we're not changing.. I believe that we're suppose to be the person we are now.. Whatever we're going through is a step to self discovery, we don't change, everything is in there, inside of us living from the very start of one's life.

#life #journey #discover

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

loyal devotee

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

A Lopez

loyal devotee

We can say it is easy being a devotee to one,
Though I will say being devoted is a full time effort'
An effort. Not in doubting. Regret, lies, word's to fret.
Giving our whole self to the other
If the other can do the same,
Not for me to question,
Not for me to know
Only our other half knows.
Only him or her that boy or girl.
As far as me
I'm a loyal devotee.

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

fall in love with me

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Hanna Mae Mata

fall in love with me

There is something with the way he looks at me.
It’s like he’s saying-

"Hey, you have dirt on your face.
Your lipstick is awkwardly traced on your lips.
Your dress highlights the layers on your tummy.
And it is no question that your hair is not having the time of its life.
But I wont judge you for those.
I wont judge you for the mess that you are and for the messier that you’ll be.
So yes, I’m hoping that you can also fall in love with me."

#love #heart #in #falling

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Wishing whispers

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Hanna Mae Mata

Wishing whispers

She fantasizes of falling stars
breaking the bleakness of the night.
And as she closes her eyes,
she opens her heart- she then whispers
through the echoing space-

‘Lead him back to me.'

-ever so quietly, ever so longingly.

#love #broken #heart #lost #wish #whisper

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Love and pain

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Hanna Mae Mata

Love and pain

Of whether or not pain is even a feeling,
she’s not sure anymore.
And if it ever differs in some way from love,
she doesn’t have a clue.

#love #feelings #pain #heartbreaks #clueless

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Long Distance

Oct 2015 John Kenneth Mesina Fulgencio

Hanna Mae Mata

Long Distance

It finally occurred to me
that some spaces
have the ability
to be mean
- brutal, even.
Like the spaces
resting
between our lips.
Like the spaces
occupied
by oceans
and countries
and pure **** air
that limit us
from fitting
our hands
together.

#love #hearts #longdistance #spaces