it's always the same thing every night
we meet.
we embrace.
our lips touch.
our tongues play.
until night is upon us
and we go our separate ways.

my body longs for more.
my lips call out yours
until my mind does its wonders
and makes doubt enter my core.

and the anxiety flows
from my trembling heart
thru every single artery, vein, and nerve
that makes my eyes water;
my back tense;
my body shiver;
and my mind lose sense.

it closes in on my arms
and slowly creeps its way
to yesterday's cuts on my wrists
and reaches its way to my fingers.
then forces itself to rhyme
on a crimson-splattered piece of paper.

on and on, I will continue to write
until I hear your most beautiful good night.
even if I feel I'm not your only one
the illusion kicks back in. a poem is done.

the insecure girl
who sees the beauty
in the twinkling stars and constellations
but refuses to see
the ones in her hazel eyes

the insecure girl
who sees the beauty
in the tallest mountains
and the steepest hills
but refuses to see beauty
in her most beautiful *****
and most curvy behind

the insecure girl
who sees the beauty
in the scorching sun
and the glowing moon
but refuses to see beauty
in her warmest embrace
and her illuminating smile

the insecure girl
who sees the beauty
in everything
but refuses to see beauty
in herself

Disclaimer: work is purely fictional. it's kind of ******/macabre and very dark. It's a very dark limmerick. So, that's that. This is not real, to just make things clear. Haha. Don't know how I thought of this but... yeah.



Today I lost my friends
Told them today was the end
With a smile on my face
Their faces were a disgrace
On the last day of my friends

Today I lost my friends
Told them today was the end
Their limbs now scattered
Their eyes have watered
On the last day of my friends

Today I lost my friends
Told them today was the end
Feasted on their fears
Quenched thirst thru their tears
On the last day of my friends

Today I lost my friends
Told them today was the end
Once all of them dead
I bathe in crimson red
On the last day of my friends

Never let her go.
Even if she has the nastiest tongue,
that not a single sentence she speaks doesn't have vulgarity,
but when she speaks those three words
makes the most beautiful symphony.

Never let her go.
Even if she's the craziest girl you know,
that not a single day you spend with her doesn't have her constantly nagging you,
but when she gives you her most tender kiss and her warmest embrace,
melts the most frozen peaks.

Never let her go.
Even if she loves taking pictures of herself,
that not a single day doesn't drown you with her selfies,
but when she gives you her most beautiful smile,
makes the brightest stars go dim.

Never let her go.
Never let her go.
Because the single day that you do,
will make you regret that you ever did.

Isang kaluluwang
Naglalakad na liban.
Naghahanap ng makakausap
Ngunit walang makitang
makaka-huntahan.

Ngunit may agad na nakapansin
"Ah! Panibagong biktimang aabusuhin!"
Tumawag ang temptasyon sa akin
Pinag-isipan kung agaran kong sasagutin

Ang sigaw niya'y labis na mapang-akit
Kahit alam kong dala-dala niya'y sakit.
Huwag daw akong magpadala;
Konsyensya ko'y sa'kin iginiit
Ngunit ang temptasyon ay kaydali akong napilit.

Isang gabi, habang naglalakad sa kahabaan ng España
Ako'y lumapit sa matandang tindera.
Nag-abot ng konting barya
At kinuha ang lasong mahaba.

Nilapit ko sa aking bibig
At idinaan ang apoy sa dulo nito.
Hinigop ang usok nitong malamig
At ibinuga ito sa aking anino.

Nagpatuloy ako sa paglalakad
At inalala ko lahat ng pangyayari.
Sa bawat kasalanan ko sa'yo'y aking mawawari,
Ako ay hihigop muli.
Sa bawat 'di nasolusyonang pagsubok,
Ako'y magpapasakal sa malamig nitong usok.