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Philippines
I.T Student, Half gamer half poet (sometimes), Always being unrequited.
Poems
Arke
Sep 2018
early, I worried our love was ludus
that you were merely playing with me
it was hard for me to believe that anyone
could love me when I did not love myself
or that I could allow someone to peer into me
and that they would hold me the way you had
with sincerity and beauty as deep as the oceans
and passion and fervor as strong as the waves
love, please know that my poetry is affirmation
a constant reminder that what we have is more
that it's persistent and real and infinite
my love refuses to diminish or disappear
if I must write a dozen poems for you
declaring my undying love for the world to see
I will continue to do so week after week
until I run out of words in the dictionary
yes, our love was ludus -- and eros, philia and agape
if I'm fortunate enough in the months to come
for the gods to smile at me and grant me bravery
I will find a way to break my chains
and if I'm lucky and you still want me in the end
if you do not tire of my over sentimentality
or the way my eyes become honey when they see you
I would get on both knees and beg you to be mine once more
that you were merely playing with me
it was hard for me to believe that anyone
could love me when I did not love myself
or that I could allow someone to peer into me
and that they would hold me the way you had
with sincerity and beauty as deep as the oceans
and passion and fervor as strong as the waves
love, please know that my poetry is affirmation
a constant reminder that what we have is more
that it's persistent and real and infinite
my love refuses to diminish or disappear
if I must write a dozen poems for you
declaring my undying love for the world to see
I will continue to do so week after week
until I run out of words in the dictionary
yes, our love was ludus -- and eros, philia and agape
if I'm fortunate enough in the months to come
for the gods to smile at me and grant me bravery
I will find a way to break my chains
and if I'm lucky and you still want me in the end
if you do not tire of my over sentimentality
or the way my eyes become honey when they see you
I would get on both knees and beg you to be mine once more
Mays Benatti
Jun 2021
I found a place of solitude inside my mind,
Self reflection teeters on the line.
I speak my affirmations, shaping my manifestations,
Satisfaction on the road to attraction.
Through universal connection, I feel it rise,
Flowing gently through my consciousness.
I am your daughter, twin flame, friend,
Teacher or lover—it matters not in the end.
For we are all made of stardust and matter,
And that is the piece that truly matters.
Self reflection teeters on the line.
I speak my affirmations, shaping my manifestations,
Satisfaction on the road to attraction.
Through universal connection, I feel it rise,
Flowing gently through my consciousness.
I am your daughter, twin flame, friend,
Teacher or lover—it matters not in the end.
For we are all made of stardust and matter,
And that is the piece that truly matters.
This poem is a reflection on self discovery, spiritual growth, and the interconnectedness of all beings. It emphasises the power of affirmations and manifestations as tools for transformation, guided by the law of attraction. The universal connection described through relationships, whether as a daughter, twin flame, or friend—highlights the fluidity of roles and how they all stem from the same cosmic essence. It’s a gentle reminder of our shared origin in stardust and the profound significance of that unity.