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Steph Dionisio Nov 2014
I don't know exactly who you are,
or what is the reason behind your scar.
You're not a person whom others think is a saint,
but I can see that something in you is quaint.

The way your eyes look are strange,
it can make some people's mood change.
You see yourself as a distressing person,
but you don't mind and still carryon.

You hide your wounds by pretending you're fool.
Sometimes you think your "**** side" is cool.
I can see that you are hardening your heart,
from Someone who can give you a beautiful art.

Behind every negative things about you,
and the things you are going through,
is a person who's needing an attention,
someone you can share your deepest emotion.

I hope people see, what I see in you,
by the way you look you've given me a clue.
There is always something good in someone,
even when his good deeds are unseen and undone.

My heart is hoping for the best thing to happen,
that someday you will surrender your burdens,
because even when people think you're *******,
I still believe something's beautiful in you.

*-Steph Dionisio, November 11, 2014
Steph Dionisio Sep 2014
You speak to me in Your own way.
You know if I'm okay or feeling gray.
You know exactly what words to tell me.
You are the One, that I want to be.

You speak to me through different people.
You are telling me that I have always someone to call.
It may be friends, family or neighbors;
someone I can share life's beautiful colors.

You speak to me when I'm alone.
You can even see when my heart groans.
I don't know how You give me rest,
but one thing is for sure, Your way is the best.

You speak to me through difficult times.
You're pushing me up when it's hard to climb.
I know You're telling me to cling onto Your Words,
even when things look so absurd.

You speak to me even if I don't talk to You.
It is still my heart that You want to pursue.
All You want for me is to be happy-
to be loved by You and win the victory.

You speak to me in so many ways,
and for some reasons I don't hear what You say.
But You never get tired of speaking daily.
I know it's Your way of saying You love me.

*-Steph Dionisio, September 24, 2014
Steph Dionisio Aug 2014
It just came into my mind, to write you something.
Though you don't deserve, and to you I am nothing.
Oh hundreds of days passed us by,
and I still remember that look into your eye.

You know, I was caught by your charm.
Oh how I wanted to be in your arms.
But it feels like a forbidden thing,
so I did what is right, to you I didn't cling.

Here I am, with my pen and reminiscing.
I can till feel the thrill- I am still smiling.
One day I hope to see you around,
I want to be enraptured by your sound.

However, there might be someone who owns your heart.
And perhaps, for you it is a beautiful start.
I will be delighted and won't demand for more things to happen.
To see you...just to see you again- I will be truly gladdened.


*-Steph Dionisio, Aug 26, 2014
This poem is dedicated to a person I met year 2013. I made him a code name and called him "Yes Man".

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