She who's in my sight,
         always turns left and right
                     hoping I fight,
                   make a smile or
                            TWO
              just to impress both of
                            YOU

I feel you freer, closer, deeper
Your love a sleepy, peaceful cloud
that lulls my head to joyful dreamland
Though the space between us is a thousand miles twice
I feel you, and your love surrounds me

I met your little sister
On my walk home from school.
Told her I was a dancer
She thought that's pretty cool.
She wore your little jacket
From those days which we so loved
The slice of you returned to me
But, like with the whole, I stood idly.
Only you have slipped through my hands
Twice.

You hurt me once
Shame on you
You hurt me twice
Shame on *me

I've never read
                                                            ­                  the same poem twice.

                 Laying in bed,
                                                     words shift in my mind.
                                                           ­         
                                                       ­                                    You hear they've said
lightning don't strike twice.

We have moved on already,
But why am I not ready.
Things have change ,
But somethings just can't change.
I knew every inch of you ,
But now you're now hiding in the shadow.

I once asked you to be more then friends before,
Now I'm asking you to be my friend once again.
I know things did not work out for us,
But you should know that I did every thing I could.
We trusted each other,
But trust is what we need now.

It's there a second chance in life?
Or will it hurt twice as much?
Can we ever be friends again?
And maybe this time will be different from the last time.
Because when you fall in love with someone,
There is no going back to "just friends"
~ jhonpritse tacaisan

just Before
she approaches the counter
to scan and pass
she hears a sound in her head:

‘Don’t take the short cut

because it is convention
because it’s easy
because it’s top technology
because it pleases the tired body’
…

because oh because
kinda excuses  
humming and rhyming  
different ways
of sayings of  a
‘that makes sense’

all meaning the same
sung in a metropolitan opera
by the inhabitants
of this city

makes you up or your body
decorated by a lost lamented self
in a brand new glittery pack
made of your shell

empty inside
belongs now
to some stupid force outside

made existential by the soul sellers
visible to soulless just

you as much as of theirs
and by their approval
need to cross
scary landscapes
to accept the glittery pack
until and  if and when
you can witness
to forgive yourself

and that only when
you’re back
to yourself

again
once more
sadly
lost it all

at the end
of your life
standing still
at the start
of your life story

just
like I
but
who cares the I
if not I

your lives inside  
gone
while years erase a memory
of the futile
search
which could never become like
theirs/
promises /
illusions

so think twice
before you scan and pass

Compared to your heart’s road
how  long that short cut really is
when you are so far away from yourself.