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Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“We lovers are defined by things we share,
Lovers are better together then to be alone,
One does not own beauty it is conceived within,
In their dreams it is felt it can be obtained,

What can this be I say to the crux of this esoteric woman,
Alone in a dark nights rest all my thoughts of her,
Bedeviled by the lies of her hidden beneath,
I can no longer judge the veracity now her beauty dies,

The Calypso of death creeps upon me,
You are forlorn now with artistry of her deceit,
If a man think himself to be existent without the allure,
It will be the opulence of her beauty that will burn in his mind,

As the rosette has been plucked away from me,
I skirmish as thoughts of you grovel into my mind,
And as I repel to your touch or thought,
Aghast at of what loving you again I will find,

I prefer to melt in your arms in a chimera of thoughts,
I would be free from harm free from impairment,
As I once gave to you now I shall survive in,
Seduced in an anamnesis in a Garden of Bronze”
By A.G. (C) 03/2018
Mar 2018 · 248
“WISTFUL LOVE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“In the reflex of love there is enigmatic elation,
That mingles in the face of love,
You may never think that love can hurt so,
That it would always be as strong as it began,

However I fell in love with her as the waves,
Adheres to the sea,
Our hearts adhered as one beating with robust,
Consent,

Allurement of both were as positive connectors,
As our ****** attire charades softly to the ground,
As the captivation of bliss lays beneath our skin,
Contentment and bliss with the desirable joy between us,

Congenial pleasure as the night slows an our,
Bodies ache with pleasure as trail of kisses elongated,
As in the allured cold chill of the arctic trail and borealis,
Bid make ones blood run cold not we our souls interlocked,

As I thought was true love was not,
It was just ecstasy not love on your part,
As you left and broke my heart prevented,
Me from moving on as your love departed,
I am left with that of Wistful Love”
  By A.G. 03/2018
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“Antipathy of Abandonment”

I have been desolate like the dock at dawn.
You shall never know of my torment
The ghostly convolution in my head,
I will never be as well as another,

Now more distant than ever,
Neither ship nor upsurge can I ever survive,
Again more distant than ever,
Further than ever before have I been,
  
She has shown no regret for the infliction,
In the melancholy that’s ****** upon me,
As the black cruor drips within my heart,
Crevasse of detritus as I tried to swim to shore,

As the sea mingles its ornery abhor,
With each passing surge I await you,
In calm rivers hope to find thee before me,
Without in the end your being,

Of you coming suddenly would be exhilarating?
To know my life wildfire of roseate days,
Swishing brine of the ocean sedates to sand,
As my breath is unobtrusive to antipathy of abandonment,
By AG 03/2018 CR
Mar 2018 · 157
“FORLORN LOVE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
Oh the exodus blend of hope and love,
Fervor in merging with such despondency,
The affection as light as the pollen of a flower,
The words imperceptibly began to leave our lips.

How dreadfully brief my desire was to you,
In it was my jaunt of my longing to be near,
It follows me as such because you are you,
Perhaps no one believed blossoming breeze,

It follows you wherever you may be a glimmer
The glowing origin of the golden rose you are,
The Memories of you emerge and encircle me,
Like a vessel you honed immense altruism,

I raise my drink to you a drink of undying ecstasy,
As the immense prodigious shattered your vessel,
Leaving us in the solace of a distant islet,
In the darkness of the enclave your arms held me,

It was there we adjured thirst and hunger,
And you were the fruit that quenched my passion,
It is of love you will love me and I you,
It is the hour of exodus, of forlorn Love”
  By AG 03/2018
Mar 2018 · 278
“Ubiquitous Euphoria”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
"As we are unmoved in our secretive lives,
Over our heads the dark clouds gyrate above us,
Leaving an outline of a scintillating in your green eyes
Righteously my words adorn over you in a fondling way,

I love you, as my mouth presses against yours,
Now as the spring is blooming in the air brings delight,
As the Gale soon may come and we shall vanish,
My spirt needs to become accustom without thee,

Ever remembering how the flaming sun awoke us,  
Locked in a loving hold as our hips entered,
Embellished as one,
The palatableness of your sweet breast to me,

Who will mentor my aught of being how to be?
Who will begin my day with love in my heart?
Kisses will be always wasted,
If not your kisses that will be tasted,  

I have elated by your loving presence for my inevitability,
My struggle has been astringent,
But upon your beauty and hearing your guffaw,
I rise and seek you my level of ubiquitous Euphoria"
By A.G. 03/2018
Copyright
Mar 2018 · 130
“Reticent Emaciated”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“Do you ever wonder as our day winds down?
About what could have been if you took a different route,
Each one working hard weary hours,
Blended green leaves and Golden Flowers,

My mind always coming back to her,
With a blend of green leaves and an,
Inadvertent presence invisible leafs and branches,
As the golden flowers she was to my heart,

Her ardent name carved on my,
Heart bones and soul,
Dancing under the moons struck starry night,
Risible Laughing at the day noon and night,

Long conversations until early morning lite,
While I am so tired of being alone,
Those memories can never be taken away,
Do not let this love fade away,

I could say I no longer love her but be lore,
I covet her skin touching mine,
I covet her hair flowing in all its silken black beauty,
I covet her mouth upon mine her breath is,
The sustenance I seek as I sit is she in my hours,
Of Reticent Emaciated”
Mar 2018 · 161
“Chicanery of my Love”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
With love happiness ensues upon you, happiness may
However caution prevail it can Turn to anguish,
It can changed the way I now feel,
Memories in my head waking up or in bed,

Where the life love I no longer saw her face,.
My heart was cold, my very soul was dead.
When you are loved they make you happy,
When they turn on your love its sadness to bear,

She was so dear to me and she caught me heedless,
Your heart pumps like mad but you feel nothing but love
You can't sleep for as it almost seems needless
I was unprepared when I fell into your chicanery burrow,

I must perceive to hide my scars from the world,
My heart abates as it struggles to pump life,
Behind once her happy smile now my withered tears,
My pain well aware in my eyes to others,
I linger for someone to ask WHY?  
CHIANCERY of my once Love"
Mar 2018 · 269
“Within My Archipelago”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“Within My Archipelago” My enclave

The enclave all that is lost far away,
As the melody of our love stretches for miles,
My heart flutters like melancholy when away,  
I will be waiting for you at the grottoes end,

As the ocean waves roar gale in harmony
Sea wind voices floating high,
Sounding robustly as the waves reach for the sky,
Tantamount reverberates its mighty roar,

As does my loves laughter as we sit,
Each word is like a syllable of a sweet tune,
The inexhaustible pureness of it all,
I would always have given you anything,

First day of love was like the birth of a flower,
As it even grows in crevasse of a stone,
As such my love for you grew stronger each day,
I told you I will always be in love with you,

I never pulled away from your Lips,  
My voluble, heart throb shall always be yours,
My soul will crave to always have you near,
No matter where I travel my korrigan
You shall be within my archipelago,
FOREVER
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
“If you can love the erroneous person endlessly,
Imagine how much euphoria you would,
Have with the right person,
Absinthe as a row of daffodils that spread flaming,

I love you as dark murky things are loved,
If you can cultivate a plant that will endow,
Your heart with a thousand flowers,
It is absinthe in the air that is expressed,

That is intoxicating from such a love.
The sea knows the love the stones,
of the rock as the waves flow above,
Kisses flowered daffodils in the cracks,

Then day came that our lips finally met,
Our tongues braided infinite purity in their crevices,
Kindling our nerves with desiring pleasures,
What can this be I say to myself the essence of?

As absinthe anise flavored from botanic gardens,
As so derives your skin within mine the contour
Of your beauty has quenched my desires,
With infinite purity and Exhaustive ecstasy”
By A.G. 3/2018
Mar 2018 · 200
“ANTIPATHY of HATRED”
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2018
In the highest conflagration my of solitude,  
She entered the room apprehended by such beauty,
I felt a gravitational force of our souls,
Force I had not heard from science or lairs of books read,

Of course I began to signal her with my eyes,
Moving like radar locked on,
So distant yet so close her eyes imply in pain,
That procures the inner sanctum of her heart,

As that of butterfly she sits not afar off from me,
Ah I notice a glance procure every so often,
Oh the body of excellence the skin of papal host,
Does she know that I feel alive again or,

Will I be the one to say and to make her solitude?
Deep dark eyes of romp sadness befall upon my heart,
Your slender body bares tenderness in its silence,
The gracefulness of her movement she lives in my mind,

As I close my eyes in daze as a product of,
Another dimension,
As her sadness alludes to my soul and heart,
Everything I envisioned spoke of love,

A conflagration of solitude we call Love,
The unexplained antipathy of all is LOVE”
By A.G. 03/2018
Feb 2018 · 283
“Always as ONE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
"I would like to pass the rest of my days,
With someone that has no necessity for anything,
But will love me as I would love her perpetually,
And carries within herself the apothecary,

Latent light scent of the flowers,
The misty aura aroma that ascends
Hoisting itself in the drifting air,
In the atmosphere and lives within my being,

Neither the earth bares fragrance of such beauty,
It makes me love you even more,
To know it is I that has such love,
That of us as we interlock tightly,

Never to be severed from your lovely being,
As long as there are words I shall,
Never seize from writing of your beauty,
Our imbroglio of your hips and legs,

As of a lovely lace of flowers spread before me,
The entanglement of our lips as we kiss,
The awe-inspiring smile that spreads upon your face,
My heart seethes in quiescence upon yours,
Whether near or afar we will always be as one”
Feb 2018 · 300
“Antidote to Optimism”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
"Our task is to show that however,
Wonderful things may appear,
In today’s World and lifestyle,
They may not be all that great,

Even the darkest night will end,
And the sun will rise regardless,
Our optimism changes to pessimism,
Roses that may grow on a stone,

Not in the earth as optimism has shown,
Love can exist or it can turn parasitism,
It’s wrong to believe that all will be optimistic,
That parasitism will continue to exist,

Oceans feel the love the upsurge bares,
The stones of the rock will bear a flower,
Rain will fall and so kisses the flower,
Will endure there growth of optimism,

Solitude will bring a cumbersome heart,
Depression will remain in a semblance,
New destiny will precede the pessimism,
As loves fate arrives pessimism succumbs,
To an optimistic aspect until ones last breath"

By AG 2/2018
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
“There you are once again in my reverie,
Entering once again into a never ending dream,
I hold you near you ask do I love thee,
I love you as the shadows fall upon the earth,

Between the sun rising and the sun setting,
It is of inescapable moments of life,
As the clouds form before the storm,
As the leaves fall from the trees in fall,

This is the simplicity of how I love thee,
For I could not live any other way but within,
I love you with the obscurity of your impasse,
To cascade around  and aegis you always,

The essence of louche ******* before me within grasp,
Like the influx of the ocean beating onto the macrocosm,
The scent within the air carries within it,
Words of love speak more directly to your soul,

Such an exquisite virtuosity of beauty,
I cannot love you any other way but that,
My love of infinite efflorescence”
  By A.G. 2/2018
Feb 2018 · 202
“SURF of LOVE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
"I awe at the contents of her spirit,
Of that of an emerald, sapphire,
Amethyst or a Diamond,
Yes that is it a diamond a diamond,

Once in the rough now a rarest of all,
Many souls bare emerald rubies or sapphire,
Much more rare in nature than a diamond,
However she is all the afore mentioned,

With each passing day I find another cache,
About the Genesis of your being,
You my dear are that of an allotrope,
A design and gem forged by the Gods,

You will live within my heart and soul,
A perennial swell conjures my life love,
I shall be the one between your bosoms,
No man or woman shall come between us,

As I am amidst the ocean of my love,
As the upsurge of the water reinvigorates,
So shall it replenish my love for you,
As I shall meet you at the immutable,
Surf of LOVE”
Feb 2018 · 266
“Love and Sorrow”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
When true love finally arrives,
It’s like a deluge of ecstasy,
It vanquishes your every move,
Your heart mind body and Soul,

When this loves arrives to your heart,
There is naught that is inaccessible
At that moment when there I and thee,
There is nothing insurmountable to perceive,

One at that moment feels tears will not endure,
There will be no place for them,
The happiness of ecstasy you feel equitably,
Then comes tomorrow that of misery,

Now I have defined and feel a mutilated heart,
It is now that my heart has been broken,
The feelings I have had are for naught,
It was in my mind a cull has replaced the love,

I was deceived and I know not why,
I do however hold the dreams always,
And that of what tomorrow may bring,
How can I again meet such a love?
Until then it shall be fervor of,
  Love and Sorrow”
By A.G. 2/2018
Feb 2018 · 325
“A STRATAGEM”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
"My love for you is indefatigability,
Yet you decline to notice this,
My love please delve into my soul,
My heart my person awaits that you do,

I wish to never say adieu to you,
I hope and pray you feel the same,
Although it seems this is not the issue,
Is this the now cessation of our love,

I believe that you have been contrived
To feel me within your grasp,
To taste your lips upon mine,
Have I now been forsaken to lose you?

I notice that your love has exacerbate,
The nuances of your actions
Your once risible ways have gone,
I have never had such enchantment,

Or has this been some romantic delusion,
A dream perhaps this I can bare,
But to have held you in my arms,
And then to lose such would have been,
A STRATAGEM"
Feb 2018 · 461
“STUNNING LOVE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
I once told you I loved you,
On a celebratory night,
Under an ambience beauty,
Of an alluring sunset flaming orange,

That embraced your face before,
I had a chance to caress your face,
Convoluted in an expressing evening,
As obscurity covered our embraces,

In the explosion of the night,
Our love was more seductive,
As it whisked within our souls,,
As our amaurotic lips caressed,

As we drowned in a sea of love,
When the sun had gone we filled,
The empty night overlaying the,
Earth with the color of our
STUNNING LOVE”
Feb 2018 · 216
“NEVER PRETEND”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
Poetry teaches me to read delusion,
A Delusion that is put into words,
And becomes a reality of beneficence,  
Although many of these things do not,
Come to pass,

But is a poet’s best way to live,
In the art of Expression maybe not,
For himself but for the beneficence,
Of others in the best way possible,

To live life through academician,
Brightness of the days gives one side,
When there is darkness another spectrum,
Of a unusual poignancy,

A poet/writers life is always looking,
For that appropriate or peculiarly meaning,
Day dreaming of a delusion,
Or a nightmare with a pertinent validity,

And when everything is so onerous,
You want to reach a point of imperious value,
Of mind body and soul of a loss,
To dream and think so lofty with no end,  

An uninterrupted moment of solitude and words,
Of course moments of cessation rest,
In all this words teach me to care for loved ones,
Or that of a dear friend,
Until we as lovers may meet once again,
Consistently truthful and NEVER PRETEND”
By AG. 2/2018
Feb 2018 · 183
"NO LONGER ILLUSORY”
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
“I never knew what love was until,
   I met allure,
   My life oscillated in towns and villages,
   There was nothing in my life laudable,

  I knew the Planet was round not flat,
  I querulously entered a bar for a drink      
  In some places was obscure with danger,
  I contemporaneously walked the green earth,

My entire life was empty my endeavor struggles,
Have I been forsaken it would seem yes,
Dissipated to life’s daily struggles,
An empty shell a piece of dust fallen from above,

I was once implausibly at my demise,
I belonged to no one nor they to me,
But than a refined beauty arrived,
Her with such beauty and I in my famine,

Needless to say was such we filled,
Each other with a sense of emancipation,
Her allusive beauty and my impropriety,
Filled fragrance bountifully aerate to my Soul,
NOW I am NO LONGER ILLUSORY”
By A.G. 2/2018
Feb 2018 · 205
"At Times Ellipsis"
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
“Two souls once but a single thought
Of love and admiration,
Equals two hearts beating as one,  
This night has pulverized in pieces,  

As stars twinkle up above,
The night gale gyrates slightly,  
Once again my poem is of sadness,
As the depth of this pain is irreparable,

To say the least of this monumental pain,
I believed I was loved at intervals,
As my love was consistent and undying,  
There were days and nights we adhered,
To one another,

My poetic words fall to the shallows,
As did my boundless love for her,      
It is now inconsequential that my love,
Was not enough,

The times we adhered to our ****** components,
We would caress each other endlessly tirelessly,
As I would acumen her alluring green eyes,
How could one not love such a deity?

Such refined beauty was she,
Or at a minimum be enthralled in,
Such magnificence,
I would say she was talented,
but she always felt ineffectual,    

My soul feels empty in my eyes,
She was divine my indefatigable love,
Was it her fault that we have diverged?
I know not only, that words are at times
ELLIPSIS,
Feb 2018 · 206
"KINESTHESIA"
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
And so I embark on yet another month,
A month of sadness of bewilderment,
As the acquiesce once our bodies and lips bind,
Complying so often with the beat of our hearts,

It is all but too difficult to acknowledge,
Such a loss,
A loss of love now embittered with pain,
Enjoined by sorrow of love we had,  

How I’ve deteriorated in your craving,
How my sensibilities have yearned for you,
I love you still with all my kinesthesia,
It seems my love no longer gives you amenity,

Yet love I have for you now brings me torment,
Your love was nothing but a blistering forest and,
No precipitation,
As the leaves are bequethed to the ground,
Never to bare growth or the strength of the husk,
  
It is for that comparison I feel as the ashes on ground,
Never to be loved again or find the love we had,
I am now like a bird with a broken wing,
Like that of a king with no subjects,

I now have numerous Handicapps,
Since your heart has congealed from me,
I had a passionate love for you,
And you have left me alone with my
KINESTHESIA ”
KINESTHESIA =SENSITIVITY”
Jan 2018 · 178
“No Longer Inhabited”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
Divulging the terrors of the love I had,
Awestruck as to what is amiss,
I am hopeful there awaits in our
Macrocosm,
A lonely soul to find another lonely soul,

Beseeching in anew an overpowering
Sensation,
Not befuddled as it now causes my thoughts,
That of an anesthetized shallow depth,
The remote feeling within,

Compels such a woeful sensation,  
The treachery that has lurked as my,
Love once that grew was now devoid,
It constraints my imminent desperation,
Agitates my thoughts and days into nightmares,

Then I am slowly vanquished in that,  
Of a new infatuation an alluring pulchritudinous,
As reality enters into my veins pumping,
Of new life to feel free once again,
As the lust and fantasy subside,
I am now no longer inhabited of terror”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
I have lurked into many murky shadows,
Of this earth,
Ones feelings can be revealed by spirit  
That of one or various,

That is of relevance to the galaxies,
We have found endowed our souls that have,
Broadened our emotional stance,
One belongs to me and one to thee,

However vacillate with the same infatuation,
Ones feelings can be revealed by spirit,
By the galactic energy portrayed forth,
As we once failed within our carnage,

No  longer irresistible with any decisive end,  
A new rationale of relevance to the galaxies,
A dismissed heaviness now flowing in dimensions,
Not knowing what this dimension of love is,

But strongly I am thrilled by the outcome,
Of such blissful ecstasy,
For it is now I have found my relevant spirit,
Of love in this Revelations of Infatuation”
Jan 2018 · 333
“SWELTERING LOVE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
Within our souls we discovered,
Each other,
In the fever of such an occasion,
As our fervor blazes on,
As our tongues pummel to excavate,

Unearthing the burrow of our feelings,
To touch and hold,
As the invisible boundaries between us,
Are no more?

Enthralling me with sudden desperation,
Squeezing each other just enough to,
Lethargic our eupnea,
As we are subdued by incalescence,
Of ecstasy,

As expectations of red hot feeling arise,
At this juncture our souls slip away,
Into an eclipse asphyxiated into,
Another dimension,

Distending every fiber of our beings,
Into a captivating moment of pleasure,
With a passion so strong it is scorching,
Once more the flame grows,

Just then Passion overbears us,
As we tremble in a moment lips clinging
Arms steadfastly hugs persist,  
As our souls depart in euphoric elation,

Prolonged for that last moment of,
Ardor passing what seems to be our,
Lifeless bodies,
As it synchronously constraints us,

The fiery searing subsides,
We feel this need ever stronger,
To pursue our SWELTERING LOVE,
Jan 2018 · 292
"ENDLESS LOVE"
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
I affirm to love you endlessly,
That will never change,
My love for you is not meaningless,
As the day turns into the night,
May love shall always shine bright,

In the fall the leaves fall to the ground,
The wind blows them and away they go,
My love for you will always be around,
You can be assured pain you felt from others,

I will reconcile to show that not all are
Like the others,
Oh my passion will glow with lambency,
Surrounding you and all you hold dear,

I will brighten your darkest days,
That will enliven all your life,  
And swelter through bleak cold eves,  
My arms and love will consistently be yours,

As my arms grasp the dominance
of your Beauty,  
My life is like a flambeau in your hand,
In lighting the darkness of our lives,  
When obscurity falls upon us,  

A perpetual light of love is the
Affection toward the one loved,  
A lingering light of loves significant,
Matter and devotion of ENDLESS LOVE"
Jan 2018 · 141
“Nightmare of Fear”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
I sculptured my love,
Within your inner skin and soul,
As I submerge myself within you,  
Engrossed in your Passion,


And every word I created,
Is about how I wanted us to be,
I only wanted to give you happiness
Given that it seems it was only sadness,

At times I only brought cataclysm,
As you As you tried to end my pain,
And defer me to happiness,
You were trying to acquiesce,

With your imbibe amounts of love,
You restored me from that illness,
And your love was my placebo,
To my endless NIGHTMARE of FEAR”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
“And there you are,
Walking into another lost dream,
Your whispers and gentle smile,
Touching the memories,  
That I hold dear,

Like the dream,
Our time was brief,
You turn and walk away as you did,
Once before you wanted more from me,

Once you said what will I do,
Without you,
If I only I would have remained,
Consistently it’s hard to do,

That I truly loved you,
I awaken to your image,
Fading quickly,
And I decide to find you,

Some Day Some How!
Maybe to ask dispensation,
Although I know not what I did,
Maybe to ask what did I do wrong,

Am I too late has all dissolved,
Will I only be able to defer?
Only now to find you,
In my dreams as I shall.
Find Discernible Melancholy"
By A.G. 1/2018
Jan 2018 · 140
“POETIC HORIZON”
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2018
So 2017 is no more,
Now comes the New Year,
We now begin anew,
As the endorphins navigate,
For another understanding,
On what this year may bring,
I search within myself the realization,
Will I have nothing to find,
A heart that has turned to stone,
Eyes that no longer have tears,
A confused and wandering mind,
A soul wilted cold and black,  
As star nights may not,
Shine upon me,
This shall not be upon thee,
With the New Year comes,
Excitement Symmetry and caring,
This will broaden,
My POETIC Horizon
Dec 2017 · 160
"ENDURE"
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
"A Malady so sharp,
It transfixed to my soul,
It embroiled my world,
A deception so animated,

Those vines in my Heart,
Stifling my breath,
The thorns of Sorrow,
Grasping my minds Perplexity,

Chaos and Misery all at once,
A bundle so priceless yet,
Better than none,
The Malady of the Soul,

That only time can cure,
For now I must wait,
With this pain so pure,
Is this another day,
I must ENDURE?"
Andrew Guzaldo 2017
Dec 2017 · 148
"IMAGINATION"
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
"My Imagination comes from Curiosity,
A curiosity of LIFE,
A Curiosity of Sustenance and,
Defining the subject at hand,

As we look into the window of,
One's soul,
Through the soft glossy colored,
Window in one's eyes,
What is the dearest of treasures?

What is the sweetest of Pleasures?
Euphoria that over runs all measures,
Felicity sweetness of pursuing antiphon,
Happiness lies in the subduing of Hearts,

Whispering its vows as a tender pawn,
To those that are strangers to ardor,
Virtue is Imaginations strongest defender,
Homage and honor in the end fits like a glove,

When ones imagination leaps with splendor,
Makes my curiosity barnstorm and leap,
To satisfy my imagination with such provender,
To that of my curious IMAGINATION"
Dec 2017 · 142
“ENDURE”
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
“A malady so sharp,
It transfixed to my soul,
It embroiled my world,
A deception so animated,

Those vines in my heart,
Stifling my breath,
The thorns of sorrow,
Grasping my minds perplexity,

Chaos and misery all at once,
A bundle so priceless yet better,
Than none,
The malady of the soul,

That only time can cure,
For now I must wait,
With this pain so pure,
Is this another day,
I must ENDURE?”
Dec 2017 · 142
“CARDS I was DEALT”
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
“When we fall in love we think
We know all,
Then we know not where love is,
Nor where to call,

Yes we must be able to read the card,
The Mysteries that lay beneath,
Romance and what mystical behavior may,
Be beneath the mystic cartomancy read,

When one is in love,
That of the mystic trance one may
Have captured from the beauty within,
Their eyes mind heart and soul,                    

There is nothing only romance,
We think love could never hurt us,
And would always make one strong,
But after we fall in love,

All we thought was wrong we think,
They will always be there anytime
You will feel a need for them,
But I was only there to give you,
Treasures not that were mine,

I waited for your calls of affections
But night after night,
All I received was rejections,
I did all I could think of,

To make you see how I felt  
Did everything you asked of me,
I thought our love would not melt,
I took your first reactions as a sign,

I thought you were the one,
I would spend my life with this miss,
Now I recapture the thought of you,
What once was is now an anamnesis,

In my dreams I see and touch your face,
As I wait my dreams surround you,
I am now left in forlornness called LOVE,
These CARDS I was grimily DEALT”
Dec 2017 · 237
“EXQUISITELY”
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
“Upon one reaching the Bloom of love,
There is very little to change those feelings,
It may be the goose bumps on your skin,
Or the rapid palpitations in your heart,

Your mind wonders day and into the night,
Into a voluptuous euphoria of dreams,
Like never before,
The intensification of thought about her,
Is bewildering ,
And being with her takes your eupnea away,

And the thought of making her happy
Brings jubilation to your Soul,
Enchantment exuberance for the
Women you Love So EXQUISITELY”
cr Andrew G Amici J
Dec 2017 · 121
"DESTINY"
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2017
"Facing death makes one,
Re evaluate their life,
The well being of all they have,
Or has owned,

We have in ways reaped,
The crops we sown,
Despair and death deep,
Darkness over the lands and things,

Broods like an owl we cannot understand,
Laughter and tears are all we have known,
between our torn hands as the earth enfolds,
Our lovesick hearts will be,  

Turned into dust,
For enjoy each day for the best, Breaths,
And at the hour of death, God
May God show us Mercy?

For this end algorithm is our DESTINY"
Nov 2017 · 287
PERPETUALLY
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
“Some people come into our lives,
And go quickly,
Some people move our souls to,
Happiness & dance,
They awaken us to a new
Understanding in life,
As they pass a whisper of their
wisdom to us,
Some people make the sky,
More beautiful to gaze upon,
Those are the ones that stay
In our lives, and mind
PERPETUALLY”
A.G.
Nov 2017 · 260
PROPITIATION
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
“When you whispered in her ear,
A thought of your heart whimpering,
An inexplicable feeling of Romance,
You bare the beauty of a Deity,

As you sit before me my eyes gazed,
With such profound admiration,
In hopes that you acquiesce,
As you feel the aching of my bones,

How I long to hold you close and near,
As I note the intense feeling in your eyes,
Giving me the sensation you have no fear,
It is then I have become a man of parvenu,
Abnegate me rations or oxygen,  
Needless for your beauty and laughter
Keep me alive,


The redolence desires adherent
In my veins,
Charmed and stimulated as we will,
Embark on an interminable eve of
Unending PROPITIAION“
Nov 2017 · 167
WIFE
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
"Well let me take my words,
And co-join them to depict,
The feelings that I have for,
She, who I love,

It seems as if yesterday we,
Were a couple Pondering,  
Dreaming and gazing in the future?                  
Shall I utter her name oh I choose not,

For I have lost a lot,
For the effluvium of her patronymic,
Rips my soul apart no end,
Leaving a burning flame in my heart,

A flame that once burned with desire,
From both of us tween each other,
That through the years we require,
A love that had no need to smother,

It was truly something amazing as it seems
I had never felt before in my life,
To have finally met the woman of my dreams,
To know how she had really become my WIFE”
Nov 2017 · 158
FOR HIM MY SON!
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
When your son shows,
You his hands,
Show him your hands,
When your son shows,

You his eyes,
Show him your eyes,
When your boy shows,
You his soul,

Show him that’s a,
Proper place to rest it,
When your son shows you the,
Hardness that shaped him,

Show him the softness?
That our Lord has in store,
FOR HIM MY SON!
Nov 2017 · 120
To the POETS at HAND!!!
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
I wish to take this Brief Moment to wish to you and all the Hello Poetry Staff a Very Happy Thanks Giving God Bless Always !!
Nov 2017 · 140
PASSIONATELY
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
“Where have you gone,
Are you just a figment of,
My imagination or were,
You something,

That has been intertwined,
Into the pours of my body,
Into my heart and soul,
Will you come back?

To replenish the pain that,
Is Within me come back,
Into my life as though,
You have never left for,

The thought of you leaves me
In such pain,  
I wish you we had never parted,
At times I can smell the fragrance

Of your skin,
After you've bathed and enter into
Where we rest our heads,
As we snuggle close together,

In our warm inner linings of rest,
In our moments of ecstasy,
The moments of the love,
That we shared PASSIONATELY!”
Nov 2017 · 192
BEWILDERED
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
BEWILDERED
I have written the bewildering’s of many,
But today it is I that will share my effete,
As starlight night, makes me feel canny,
To share what has broken my heart apart

Tonight I can write these,
Bewildered words,
To think that I do not have you,
To feel that I have lost you,
To hear and feel the sadness
Of the night,  

My feelings for her shall always,
Remain the same,
In hopes this wasn't I that was at fault,
I long for you now that we are apart,
But as in my mind, and heart you will remain,

My love for you would have brightened,
All your days,
I miss you more than words can say,
It is sad to see, we are so far away,

But please may you
Know I think of you,
Every moment of everyday,
As I go through life BEWILDERED
By A.G. 2017
Oct 2017 · 222
MEMORIES and DREAMS
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2017
MEMORIES and DREAMS


Hold tight the memories,
Such heartache that burns,
For the one who wins,
Is the one who remembers?
And learns,
Nurture the moments,

Handle them with care,
For destiny states,
for each heart there's a pair.
Cast off the anger,

And its deep rooted seed,
Remember it was anger,
That caused your heart to bleed,
Snuggle each memory,

A warm blanket held tight,
Bringing you vision,
Guidance = SUNLIGHT.
Push away despair,
Nurture the hope,

So impossible it seems,
But the only way out,
Is to hold fast, to your,
MEMORIES and DREAMS
Oct 2017 · 216
ALWAYS and FOREVER"
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2017
ALWAYS
“My dear, your words hold,
Me like a hostage,
Trapped inside an empty box,
Captivated in finding a way out,

Always anxious to get a,
Glimpse of what once was,
I knew that this was love,
A love that could last an eternity,  

Or so we once thought.
We were ripped apart by others,  
Baring obsequious temerity,
Confusing us in mendacious ways,

If not for the distance between us,
However if there was no palaver talk,
Just maybe we would be together,
No matter what we decide,
There must be some end to this love tale?  
Still worrisome about our future,
But one thing is for sure as hell,
Hating each other is not an option;  

I shall crave you always to fill,
This empty hole in my Soul,
I will be with you,
ALWAYS and FOREVER"
Oct 2017 · 183
TORMENT Bewildered !
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2017
"Torment, I have been besieged
To set on a path of such fire from within,
Knowing I will never have the likes of her,
She that obtains a sustaining power
Of bewilderment,
And power so strong she unifies the strength
From within,
Shall I walk and be done with this
Bewildering Torment,
Or shall I recall the fragrance of her
Mood and ways and continue to
Be saddened,
However yet content to know
That she is the reconciliation
Of a path beyond the fray"
Oct 2017 · 144
ENDLESS SKIES ABOVE
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2017
“Now I am here without you,
Wish I had you near me,
So I can put my arms around you
At least I can dream of us together,
And we shall meet like always,
In the darkness of the night,
I can write words to express,
My sadness,
I love her, in so many ways,
And she loves me in so many more,
Through nights like these I once held you,
Although my days are spent melancholy at best,
But at night my dear I shall kiss you endlessly,
As the ENDLESS SKIES ABOVE”
AG Amici
Sep 2017 · 191
No Canvas, No Ink
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2017
No Canvas No Ink
“Having many things to write,
I shall not write with paper and ink,
As I wish to come to you and speak,
Face to face,
On this such a beautiful day,
I am here Princess and you yet,
So far away,
As we idolize each other,
In our hearts and souls,
As our flesh crawls with the,
Simplicity of burning desire,
Soon we shall be as one,
With the Silence of the night,
We shall glee with tender
Satisfaction,
So once again I am your Prisoner
As we write with No canvas or ink”
Sep 2017 · 178
To DARE!
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2017
To DARE!
“If nothingness could be measured,
  The level of one’s reflection would serve
  As a standard measure,
  Between the wish and those things in life,
  That lays in waiting for one that dares,
  Dreams are as hungry as ones Demons
  Be sure to feed the right ones!
  The future belongs to those who DARE”
Sep 2017 · 352
GENUINE
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2017
“Total self-esteem requires total,
And unconditional,
Acceptance of your-self,
You are a unique and worthy individual,
Regardless of your mistakes,
defeats or failures,
Despite what others may think, say or feel,
About you or your behavior,
If you truly accept and love yourself,
You won't have a driving need for approval
Self-esteem is a genuine love of one’s self.
Stop all adverse value judging of yourself.
Stop accepting the adverse value judgments
Of others,
Purge yourself of all condemnation,
Shame, blame, guilt & remorse,
For you are GENUINE!”
A.G Amici Sept 2018
Sep 2017 · 173
JUST be YOURSELF!
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2017
"Be yourself, I mean, who do you think you are kidding?
If you be yourself, you'll find you're a perfect friend.
You can be a perfect man,
You can be a perfect woman, you’ll be happier,
Instead of trying to be someone you know you aren't.
You'd be a shadow of a figure you don't even recognize,
If you be yourself, you will procure confidence,
And life would be much simplified to be who you are,
For the sake of others who want to be friends with you,
But don't know who you are,
If you be yourself, maybe you will just,
Get rid of those that force you to be,
Someone or Something you are not,
Think about it?”
And just be yourself !”
Sep 2017 · 241
"Strangest Circumstances"
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2017
"Sometimes you meet someone,
And it’s seems risible,
Whereas the two of you,
On some level belong together.

As good friends in no way louche,
Or as that of a family acquaintance,
You just click as if you have,
Known each other always,

You may meet people like this,
Through your entire life,
Out of nowhere under,
The strangest incredulity,

But they help you feel conscious,
I don't know if that makes me,
Believe in concomitance,
Or inevitability or sheer fate,

But it definitely makes me believe,
In something that is valuation,
Of discovering,
Under Strangest Circumstances"
C/R AG
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