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Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
I have something to say.
It's been running inside my mind.


I've been meaning to tell you this the whole time.

Just 50 steps away from your doorsteps

A nervous young lad forever ill be,
along with this words that you might never hear.

I dont know where to start,
Im so near yet so far ..

But still, i have to say this now...

I love you...

Way back then till this moment now..
I went to her house.
I wanted to confess.
I really prepared myself.
I failed.
I was 50 steps away.
I ended up looking away.
I was still unprepared
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
My dearest Anayla,

My brain does not work quite well tonight. I have this odd feeling inside that makes me lose my mind.

Lost in the sea of thoughts, I feel like im the protagonist of the movie "life of Pi". The only difference is he got stranded at sea and I on this blank sheets.

Im diving within my thoughts, swimming across these different words. I have swam deeper and deeper until I realized Im swimming farther from what I really feel.

I do not have the right words tonight and to confess in this manner does not feel quite right.

I know you are very much busy to hear this through. That is why I must tell you that I have loved you and this is very much true.

Lilahk
Lilahk has always been inlove with Anayla but he never had the chance to confess. He always wanted to confess personally but always fails. So he decided to put it into papers, since it does not work in actions

I hope this letter of Lilahk reaches Anayla.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
Am I a fool?
For staring at our picture for so long?
For waiting at your text on my phone?
For missing you as I lay on the floor?
For loving you even more?
Am I a fool or am I just a normal dude,
Lost in this room, and thinks he's a fool?
Am I a fool?
am i being foolish right now? I miss her...and its killing me
Moks Sulayman Mar 2017
Staring at the windshield at 12:34 in the morning
I turn on the radio, our song played and now I'm mourning

I kept reminiscing of what we used to be, what we could've been, what we should've been.

Now rain pours down like there's no tomorrow
Im quite unsure how, but it entered and soaked my face

When will this rain stop, it burns and tires my eyes now
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
I love you,
but Im too scared to admit it.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
Tonight I dance,
You called once,
I took that chance,
Waiting for a glance.

Tonight we walked,
You never talked,
Since then i thought
"I waited and rot".

Tonight I listen,
You had suspicions,
And gave me conditions,
In the end you left me

Because of traditions
I honestly dont know what ive been doing. I dont even know what im writing. Im having a hard time. But i hope i could surpass this
Moks Sulayman Feb 2016
An act not shown,
A scent not smelled,
A food not eaten,
A voice not heard,
A gift not given,
And a love not returned,
I could have done more.
If only she stayed a bit longer.
im going to surprise her with a classy dinner.
I never really thought i was such a good organizer. I reserved a seat for us on a fine restaurant, bought her flowers and chocolates. im so excited because its gonna be great since this was planned a month ago.

But...she broke up with me last week...so I had dinner with an empty seat infront of me....with flowers and chocolates waiting for her...

I was hoping she'd show up...but she never did
Moks Sulayman Mar 2022
"How are you?"

this is a common question I ask to all I meet.
to my friend, my lover, even the stranger across the street.

this is a common question I ask once again.
Now to myself, my body, and the heart that always beats.

"How are you?"
Its been a long while since i wrote again. glad to visit this site again after a few years past.
Moks Sulayman Nov 2016
The note that states the future goal, friend of friends is all we know.
Then soon we grouped and understood, at old alabang and mercy's peak
The night of bond we shared ideas, a veil removed to hide the truth.
Feelings planted, watered and cared, questions asked but left unsaid.
A test of strength for knowledge we took, We bathe, rejoiced, and fought at noon. Traveled we did like a one-way-day trip, the plant of feelings evolved once more.
The day has come for us to learn, you passed, i failed, for that we learn.
A test for patience always came, you and i whom they declined.
We stayed, we run, we fought, we hide, side-by-side we really thrive.
Trouble came and made things worst, we tried and still made things work.
The love of ours is so unique, that no shakespears could compete.
IDK
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
IDK
I don't know you
But you dance and you sing.

I don't know you
But you loved poetry.

I don't know you
But you weighed 43.

I don't know you
But size 4, that's your feet.

I don't know you
But your height, is it 5'?

I don't know you
But you were born on december 8.

I don't know you
But i think your waist is 28.

I don't know you
But you had secrets that I kept.

"I don't know you,
I really don't."

That's what I said,
you said you'd believed me though.

I don't know you,
But something tells me

You already know,
That i really do.
Many have tried expressing their feelings but ended up changing the topic.

What if they know your feelings but kept waiting for you to let them know. You should do something about it before you regret not doing it.

Got this advice on someone a while ago.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
Leaving you was never my choice.
It was a neccessity.
This was said to me by someone i knew from a very long time ago.
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
A red circle appeared on the screen,
An unknown friend request it seems.
Accepted as an unknown friend,
And checked the timelines end.

A red circle appeared on the screen,
An unread message is received.
Opened, read and seened,
Then later we exchanged greetings.

All night stalking and talking we did,
Until unsure feelings were hid.
To meet and greet, we agreed.
One glance is all we need.

The world soon revolved slowly,
As perfect strangers love grew strongly.
We imagined a life so lively,
A life that is so happy.

Under these wireless connection,
Always a goodnight conversation.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2018
I was a boy with fears of the past, but now a man in favor for the future.

You deem me a man who contradicts words and actions.

Yet my love for you that beats upon my chest is but the same.

The honeyed words that exits my lips only to fall towards deaf ears.

We are but trapped from the stories of yesterday, causing our present and future dismissed from mind.
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
A hug so awkward
With hands held together,
On a cold night weather
A love story was discovered.

Moments like this should be cherished,
As both hearts reached that line called "finish".

Trials along the lane  ade then ill,
Until one felt pain and chill.

Alas hope came back,
But another got stabbed,
All those feedbacks and backstabs one heart held strong.

A hopeful heart still waits,
Hoping an understanding and honesty,
And ask the other to please not choose another.

And the pther heart still waivers,
Losing slowly to uncertainty,
And ask the other to please wait a little further.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
What do i love? . . . That
Who do i love? . . . You
When did i love? . . . Then
Where did i love? . . . There
Why did i love? . . .
I have always wondered why are we having a hard time answering people that asks us "why do we love?"
Moks Sulayman Oct 2016
Arguments that almost end us,
Teased by me but not offended,
These words not heard much often,
"Tu es belle......mi amour"
I should've told you this from the very start
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
I don't remember yesterday,
I can't redo it today.
I don't see any big change,
I can't even recall my original age.

I kept thinking of the past
And I realized time moves fast.
All memories trapped in a glass,
A reflection of that past.

I have captured many moments.
People placed it in portraits.
I'll forever be your mini time machine,
Along with my partners, the films and the batteries.

Yours truly,
Camera
This poem was a project for our philosophy subject and i just knew about this on the d-day(submission day). We were task to make a poem about an object and i had to do this in only 3 minutes. I hope i did good.

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