at the age of 15 ,
she thought everything is good,
love is amazing,
at age of 18.
having her heart broken by some guy,
she thought,
love was just ****,
at the age of 30,
she knows ,
love always comes with a little bit of sufferings,
its us who are not brave enough to face the challenges of love,
and make it worth fighting for,
a little pain and one heart break thought her so much.......

Aries and Taurus

She was the princess of Mars,
He was the prince of Venus,
She was from the planet of passion,
And he was from the planet of love.

She had a fire inside her,
That he calmed with his nature.
He had a dreading insecurity,
That faded with her crystalline love.

Her heart was a volcanic adventure ,
His was a music of peace,
Her volcanic eruptions reduced  with his support,
And his music got her crackers' beat.

Breaking them was impossible
Both of them had a rhythmic fuss
Both of them completed each other
After all she was Aries and he a Taurus.

Aries and Taurus had one weakness
Compromising was not in their veins
When their rubber of love was stretched
Their weakness broke the rubber with pain.

She pretended to move on with her enthusiastic vibe,
But he suffered with his precarious heart,
The end of their story had no jubilation
Whatever left were the only memories.

I am who I am today,
Including all the heartaches and pain.

I am who I am today,
Including me without you
Starting today.

as i bleed my heart out on this keyboard
you instantly flashed in my mind
my face in between your large hands, as you started to lean forward making our forehead's touch

i do not write for you,
i write about you
more importantly, the little things you do
like how you rests your hand, particularly your right hand on my thigh or how you'd take mine and press them against your chest while whispering to me how much they made your heart race

i remember how childish of us to pass a stupid crumpled note
back and forth
just to exchange i love you's
but i love to watch that smile slowly stretches across your plump lips

we're tangled in the sheets, strong arms wrapped around me
it certainly felt like home
your scent sinks deeper into my skin
i hope you don't see my hands reaching out just to touch yours

i'm running out of words
i think you have given me enough to write about that even flowers grew on paper

if i were you
i wouldn't fall for a poet
they may be good at making you feel overwhelmed
they can make you fall through their actions
but they'll make you fall even harder with their words

falling for a poet is quite easy
they say,
they're gonna be spending a whole day
pouring their heart out
while tapping their pens rhythmically
with trembling hands
as they write about
your date nights,
movie marathons
and play fights
it will all be written on a piece of paper

i am a poet
i can make you experience life
in comparison to a rollercoaster ride
through poetry
i'm a woman of many emotions
you'll sometimes get confused
about how my brain ticks
i'll write about
the car rides under the stars
and under the city lights
i'll give you the sun,
the moon,
the universe
name it

i'd offer a blank page
and every stanzas
only for you
word per word
line per line
will be spoken with emotion

in photography
every moment was being captured
by the photographer
as well as in poetry
your actions towards a poet
could mean a lot
you'll be surprised
i write
even the heartaches
you have caused
so i wouldn't forget
the pain you inflicted
but i'd still thank you, eventually
for it wasn't for you,
i wouldn't be able to write this

algun dia te olvidaré
y ese dia cuando me veas tan feliz
y llena de alegría
me extrañaras .
ahora estoy deprimida y triste y te extraño bien machin .
pero algun dia te olvidaré
hoy no es ese día
pero algun dia me levantare bien chingona
como si nunca te hubiera llorado
como si nunca perdí el sueño
como si nunca tuve pánicos de ansiedad
como si nunca te hubíera querido.
por ahorita, no es ese día .