i'm honest this morning, more honest than yesterday
i want other twinges in my heart, please
just like the ones that i already have
and walk away from where i'm standing now
it's time for you to wield those words
they're heavy, they're lead - it's easy
just turn around and look at that sunset
and for those who don't like metaphors
turn your back on me
and be patient until i take my weapon
i just want to see it in the light
(it's dark over here, in my corner)


we can start a dreamy war today

THE SYRIAN REBELS HAVE
USED A CHEMICAL ATTACK
CIVILIAN WOMEN AND CHILDREN
WERE UNDER THE RACK


A CHEMICAL WEAPON WAS
USED ON THE INNOCENT CHILDREN
THE BRUTAL REALITY OF THE CIVIL WAR
MAY NEVER REACH A CONCLUSION


A PLACE OF HEALING AND AN AIRSTRIKE
WAS LAUNCHED ON A HOSPITAL
WHAT AN ATROCITY AND DISGRACE
HOW COULD THIS BE POSSIBLE


A NERVE AGENT ATTACK BY
THE SYRIAN GOVERNMENT
THE WORLD IS DISCUSSED


THE U.N. THE WORLD LEADERS
SHOULD STOP THIS ATROCITY
RETALIATION IS A MUST

I wish i were a weapon======
Given a choice
I'd surely be a harmless bow and arrow ===>>>
But a surefire one...like those of Cupid's ===>>>
When released==>>>and aimed==>>> towards your body
My feelings ===>>> my energies ===>>>
Shall ride with its trajectory=====>>>>>
To be implanted in your body
Like a micro chip, buried inside your flesh...
Inconspicuous, as a coin on the ground...lost in  
A mesh...or the bullet of a magical laser gun,
No sounds....no pain, ===
Targeted towards your heart <3
My face...my love...my smile
Would be resting deep inside,
................occupying space
...................to claim your love
Deprive me not of your precious love,
I aim not, to deprive you of your precious life,
I mean to enhance our lives, for our hearts, to jibe<3
              <3 <3 <3


Sally

Copyright February 11, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

My insides are made
Of shattered glass
Held together by pink bubble gum
An irreparable scene
Masked by leather jackets, red lips,
And pastel hair dye.
I wear fake battle scars on the outside
So people don't dare look in.

There is a feeling I love.
A feeling I can't deny is my favorite.
Some may call it dangerous,
some,
may call it childish.
By I,
can't help
how much
I love it.