Love to laugh,
Love to love,
Love to make peace,
Love to be grateful,
Love to appreciate,
Love to dance,
Love to sing,
Love all these simple things that give great meaning to life,
Love to give,
Love to pray..
Love life because its too short to be despised,
Love it..

I am trying to let things off my chest
It's about time i realize
not all of us are mean't for true love and all that.
I read somewhere "
we define love
by what we experience."

It's safe to say,
What has been so clear so far
is that passionate love
That i used to dream off
Doesn't apply to me.

Nor the kind of soft love
that can exist between two people
who want to share their lives.
I don't have that either

What i do have
Is a list of rejections.
All this time ,I've been blaming myself
Thinking I am the problem
But not anymore
I am a totally awesome person.

I just wasn't meant to share that
Romantic passion with anyone.
I am making peace with that.
I really am.

I'll divert all that energy
That was seeking and looking around
for "Real Love",
To things that will build me up
or help me achieve my dreams
Be a blessing to other people.

Not all of us
Are destined for romance
Not all of us have that One person
We are waiting to find.

I just wanna live my life happy
Doing all the things that are necessary
Having an impact with the world.
I'll share that passion.
That,I know I can do.

If I were to write
A poem of me
Would be dark as night
And bright as the sea

If I were to write
A poem myself,
I'd compare my heart
To an empty shelf.

Nothing to speak of
As far as stories go
When it comes to love life,
I've nothing there to show.

If I were to write
A poem of my life
I would talk of hurt
Of anger and of strife.

But there's one more thing
I would write about
If I gave myself
A heart-felt shout out

If I were to write
A poem about me
I would write of love
Not something you can see

I have been so loved
Throughout my whole life
That sometimes it even
Outdoes all the strife.

The love of God, my father
Is greater even still
Than any of the anger
That echoes Satan's will.

When my heart has fallen
And I can't get back up
He sets me on my way again
He overflows my cup

So if I were to write
A poem about me
I'd write of love unbounding
Dark and shining like the sea.

god  ,
god  help me choose
between two fools
who are deeply in love with me
i don't know what they saw in me

Necks tend to sway, but the mind and heart of a poet will never sway away.....

Welcome change.
Because it's waves are crashing at your door.
It is rushing in.
This is beyond your control.

So let it flow right through you.
Surround you.
Engulf you.

Surrender.

Though we cannot change what tomorrow brings...
...we can still live with grace today.

i gave you all of me
only to receive a fraction in return

Years ago I met you and we fell in love
We made a promise because we were so young
Because of that we get into our deepest wound
We both know that we have hurt each other

From a short period of time I've been bitter
Overtime I realized that you were big part of my life
You were a blessing in disguise
I was hurt because of you but you've taught me so much
And for that I have learned so much

We both know we made a wrong choice
We've chose the wrong time to fall in love
And didn't realized we were so immature
But we have learned in this nature

I thank you because I met you
Because I met the wrong one
For I know the second time I'd be in love
It will the last and the right one.



March 24, 2014
10:11pm

Vicson Villadares' notes

the end
drew me back to
the unknown
into grey matter
before anything turns
I ran away,
I took all of them
as if all memories are to throw

renewing the thoughts
deleting the past
saved on my camera roll -
your crystal clear candid shots
into sleepless metaphors
the nights you stole

with our brief barely breathing history
time seemed to align
where it flew
I was not sure how it went
the drinks, the laughs
those that came out our lungs

and the gust of sighs where i lost my mind
with our touching eyesights
we began