'krystal' poems - Hello Poetry

ephemeral Apr 2015

It took two words from Edward to Krystal.

"Hi"

Krystal looked up from the book she's been reading and saw Edward stood in front of her.

Krystal's eyes darted from side to side. No one's around; well, not around her, nor around him. Unmistakably, Edward La was talking to Krystal Kim.

"Um ... hi?"

Edward smiled, a lopsided one. Then, "Bye."

"....bye?" Krystal was frowning hard, but Edward only nodded contented with the confused goodbye as he walked away, hands shoved deep into his pocket while whistling.

At night before Krystal closed her eyes, she faintly remembered the song Edward whistled to; it was a soundtrack to Pirates of the Caribbean, wasn't it?

Was at a library and this happened to me. Though the male who said hello to me is still a stranger and left me utterly confused and speechless, thank you for talking to me.
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#love #her #him #twoletters

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

SELFIE !!!

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

SELFIE !!!

Oh Selfie Selfie Selfie!
You're taken here and taken there
Anywhere and everywhere
In random poses we prefer.

From wide smile and duck face
To looking cute and being fierce
Searching for the right angle
In order to catch the likers.

Some say you show too much vanity
But who are they to judge so harshly?
When all you want is for them to be happy
And express themselves perfectly.

Krystal Marcelo
*01/18/2016

#opinion #selfie

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jun 2016

Stereotype

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jun 2016

Stereotype

I'm sick and tired of hearing you
In different occasions and venue
The way you're fixed in their minds like tattoo.

You're in a child and adult's mind
Uttering you like they do know a thing
About places, people, culture and beliefs
Which you're set in that we ought to believe.

They're stating you as if you're a fact
Never doubted your reliability
If you're being too good to be true
Or too exagerrated to agree with.

I always find myself contradicting their knowledge about you
And wish that I could change you
But you'll no longer be stereotype if you do
'Cause that's what makes you----You.

Krystal Marcelo
06/28/16

*But originally written 04/17/16

I'm pertaining to my fellowmen who always find other countries as much better or should I say greater than ours. Not realizing our capability of being great if we only strive to be better persons and contribute to our country's progress.

#stereotype

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

~*~

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

~*~

Leaving home for the quest of finding me
Missing home like it's killing me*.

Krystal Marcelo
01/25/16

#home

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

A Farewell Without Goodbye

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

A Farewell Without Goodbye

Same exact date but of different pace
Now reminiscing what happened in that place
That chilly night as we race
Through the situation of life and death.

I still clearly remember
As I was murmuring prayers
Which I poorly and randomly constructed
Even God can't quite understand clearly.

In the midst of the night, we rushed to the hospital
Advised that she must be confined
So my father left me behind
To tend her and to keep an eye.

She told me to take some rest but I disagree
Under her sweet voice I fell asleep unnoticeably
Wishing I never did
'cause that cost me a lifetime of guilt.

Waken up to see her in hysterical
Of the squeezing in her heart that could be fatal
Enough to make me frantic
Trying to think of the essentials.

As I watched her struggling for her breath
I tried to held back the tears that can't help but stream
Not wanting her to see me losing
Hope for her so she'll keep on fighting.

Hoping for a miracle as they recucitate her
I knew  it there but still in denial
And at the crack of the dawn
I lost her...without even saying "Goodbye."

That is one of those times
When you want to gather all those spared hours
And add every single second of it to that very moment
So you could change the course of fate but couldn't.

The feeling of  helplessness
Like a bird without its wings
Can't think of anything
But weep about everything.

Thoughts running in my mind
As unstoppable as the river flow
Tears running down my face
Streaming like the waterfalls.

The pain was unbearable
Especially when you got no one to lean on
Because the one you can always count on
Is the one you're  bleeding for.

It's been three years
But why do I feel devastated after all this time?
Then someone answered me,
" 'cause the memories of the past never go away.
They are with us till the end of our time."

This may be a memory of the past now
But unlike any other, it will never be forgotten
A past that's always a part of my present
And will always play a big role in my future...

Krystal Marcelo
*01/22/16

I dedicate this poem to my one and only Mom.
I love you and I miss you so much!

#regret #pain #past #mom #loneliness #helplessness #farewell

sabinasophie Feb 2015

lad os kalde det sandhed

sabinasophie Feb 2015

lad os kalde det sandhed

mine øjenlåg er jordslået
jeg græder krystal mens jeg smiler
alle mine sårbarhedder er skrevet ned i tilfældige litterære samlinger og forsvundet i oceanerne
smerten hvirvler rundt i min krop og i mine blodbaner er der sne
min hud sidder løst på mine knogler og du forstår ingenting
du har ridset dit navn ind i mit sind med et sløvt skår fra et ødelagt spejl
du har beskadiget mit indre, på en fason hvorved jeg holder af smerten
jeg ændrer mig så jeg kan passe ind i de tynde sprækker og hvor ville det være nemt hvis vi kunne spole tiden tilbage

et elektrisk sind - sabina sandager

#dansk

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

Same Effect

C R Y S T A L L I Z E Jan 2016

Same Effect

Telling them the truth
That I turned out to be a failure
Would make me feel small,
But telling them lies
Just to make it sound good
Would rip the very last
Of dignity
That's left in me
And whichever I chose
Would cause me the same effect
Not only for my ego
But for my whole being.

Krystal Marcelo
*01/30/16

#lies #truth #dignity

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