Watching from behind
I saw a beauty of a kind
from the bottom up-top
my eyeballs scanned continuously.
Walking closer,
I passed down unconsciously.

I walked by,
and as though being pushed
the calm air suddenly felt like a strong wind
forcing me to keep her passe,
never to lose her sight.

I walked past,
two steps ahead and looking back,
Wow! what a beauty I beheld,
it surpassed my imagination.
For a moment, I was out of earth.
I was like fantasy, but real.
That very short moment
quite a long time of sensation
became the day's heal.
I walked away with a million thoughts,
questions, wishes...
and very much alive.
The first day I saw her.

Beauty lies in the beholder's eyes
i can say I'm ugly, average or handsome
but your eyes may not tell you the same
thus, my words might be taken for lies.
time flies,
and tomorrow I'll stand before your eyes,
and appreciate your beauty,
b'cause you sound like a cutie
and i believe everyone is a beauty
in the making of their own
so please never mind,
nor take it to the heart when I say.
Goodnight sswweetie.

Question: can you tell me how you look like??

You got a beautiful smile
and a tongue so sweet to listen
your face made me want to forever stare
and to provide absolute care.
you made me like you a lot
I even thought I loved you
maybe, i really did love you.
i liked you so much
so much, i feared to be in your life.
Your story,
it made me want to cry,
it made me want to love,
it inspired me to be strong in life.
how you really don't belong,
how your origin is incomplete,
and how physically you look whole.
I tried to empathize,
how your mama left you,
at a so tender age,
and disappeared never to return.
I try to imagine
the so many questions
you've lived all your life
in pursuit for answers,
yet none you found.
I try so much to imagine
but still i can feel
I could never come closer,
not even close, to understanding.
I fear to love you,
I fear your love for me.
For how would I live with myself?
if I ever broke your heart?
this I cannot.
After the so much horror
your ex-lover showed you,
no one should.
No one should ever hurt you.

I will only live to ask,
why did you leave like that?
without saying good-bye?
did you fear to lose me?
like you lost your friend eight years ago?
why?

Farewell Maria farewell
I've known you for just a moment,
yet its like I know a whole you
farewell friend farewell
good-luck in your endeavors
And may the good Lord be with you.

Like a garden unattended
our society is an epitome of confusion.
Integrity is a word so common,
and a value so rare.
Good values fill our lips,
yet our hearts suffer a chronic deficiency,
entangled in decayed morals,
'positivity' hardly grows nor influences.
This fact,
that a single rotten potato
sufficiently poisons the whole sack,
is a so bitter reality.

We need more than good-will of a few,
we need an in-exhaustible source,
a positive drive to change our course.
We need a permanent stream of integrity,
a stream to counter moral impurity.
That which will stand the opposition of hypocrisy,
bare the pain of isolation,
and pay the high cost of not compromising.

...to be continued.