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Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2019
“Immediately a decisive alluring connection from the onset,  
As our ****** accoutrement deceptive lay’s softly on ground,
As the captivation of our present euphoria lays beneath our skin,
Complacency and beatitude with the enticing joy betwixt us,

I had fallen in love with her as the flowers cling to the earth,
Hearts hewed as one beating with powerful acquiescence,
Convivial contentment to us both as eve slowly turns to daybreak,
Reflex of love there is enigmatic elation never before perceived,

Etiology of twinging with euphoria trail of kisses lingering afore,
As in the charisma of a cold chill of that as glacial trails,
Sensed make our blood run cold now as souls entwined,
May she never leave and forestall a broken nature of being,  

I know that deep in the intensity of my heart you triumph,  
There is invariably space for altruism to reside always,
For all the delectation that once were unified of ours,
I not endeavor to conquer my contemplative devotion,  

Your flowering existence sheds invisible petals as I,
Claim them as something I could own should I keep them?
Or scatter them or are they even yours"

By Andrew Guzaldo  ©  09/01/2019 #165
By Andrew Guzaldo  ©  09/01/2019 Poem#165 #HelloPoetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2020
“Continuum poetry chicanery doggerel of opulence,
A beguilement dedicated and procured into words,
In all end it may become a reality of beneficence,  
To those that have induced the fine artistry of poetry

But is a poet’s best way to live is in art of interpretation,
In the art of interpretation that fall on the ears of readers,  
A poet is that of a philosopher with continuum of words,
Of life love happiness sadness or a spectrum of obscurity,  

Depending on the bright of day or the glimmer of success,  
A poet writer uses an episteme into metaphysical words,
Metaphysical life is always looking within the poet’s soul,
For the metaphysical of a sustained moment of solitude,

Continuum of poetry is that appropriate or peculiarly meaning,
Reverie or nightmare of pertinent validity an assuage cogency,
This is poetry of continuum arouses for your reading bliss”

“By Andrew Guzaldo © 07/04/2020 Posted HP Poem #194
“By Andrew Guzaldo © 07/04/2020 Posted HP Poem #194
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2019
“We make midnight an autonomous time of year,
Colored lights glistening off the white frost,
Moonlights drawn by the evening clouds,
Troths offered to complete this mystical custom,

Awaiting that elfin hour anxious gods molding oar,
Each of us edacious for shining of such coruscation,
That of the candelabrum and wines of sorts to enthrall,
Audacious in thinking oblations will sojourn at a moment,

Of what is to come in New Year springtime fashions,
Synthetic faces all around as they stare of what may be,
Exuberance of the antithesis will follow coming year,
That impermanent as all the while serenity suspends,

Struggle with excitement for swaying to and thro,  
Couples embracing as the ending minutes arrive,  
Cessation as we wait for those last minutes to survive,
Leaving this just passed year we will hear nothing seems,

Then the clear crackle of explosions and applause all around,
Hoping to wonder that this New Year will not FROWN”
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/31/2019  #178
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020 my POETIC Friends
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/31/2019  Poem#178 #Hello Poetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2021
"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 utopian,
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 AGuzaldo 2/2018 ©   #198
By Andrew Guzaldo 2/2018 ©  HP Poem #198
Andrew Guzaldo c Apr 2018
“Every rose has a brier we are not perfect,
Now all that remains is our piano obscurity,
I am sure you know where to find me?      
Captivate me before this light etiolates away,

You broke the current that flows in my heart.
When I'm around you everything is exquisite,
May you please kiss me and no more deceit?  
I want you to hold me I want you to feel me,

May you again take me into your hearts yearning?
You are my soul my everything with you I am complete,  
I give my all to you with no regrets my perfect love,
I am so lonely but I will not chase you my dove,
                                            
Our Passions born in the brinks of the enclaves,
Let us bare pleasures against the leviathan of earth,
May our memories hidden as baguettes return intense love?
Secret nights and unforgettable kisses etched upon my lips,

I need you ever so stronger as we tremble together,
Far passing the stroke of a normal beating heart,
Once again as before never tremble and never part,
As I praise you and love you with my cries of Fervor”
  By AG 04/08/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2018
“I bellowed for aid in the night and no one came,
Within the sound they hear his strong might,
Silent thoughts whisk as magically could be sung,
Give no thanks to the stun of their ears in site,

If I were to take my life tonight would anyone care?
Dignity and great honor typhlotic makes him go forth,
He shall be gone of these worldly thoughts if I so dare,
Shall he now unseal his burdens and proceed north,

My foresight of falsehood may travel aloof in the sea,  
The leaves crisped with frost break from the trees,
Traveling through realms of the brooks along rivers edge,
If he were never to be heard of or seen would anyone care?

I could have found my way if only some love had stayed,  
It seemed that those around me could no longer give a bane,
A sea expanded by endless brine a sweet chant of rolling tides,    
Becoming now a hymn of the sea for now it’s just the sea an me,

Beloved streams beleaguer of cerulean water and crystalline drops,
Specter of watery veins throughout the harbors now to comfort me”
       By Andrew Guzaldo 11/27/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 11/27/2018 ©  #Poem#140 Hello Poetry
The Ardor of a Poet #1 and 2
Andrew Guzaldo c Jul 2018
“You are a cynosure and I a modest demure man,
I cannot be accordant with the crowd you have,
You a cynosure beauty of elegance and wonders,
A woman of higher standards and I very simplistic,

Can such a person take interest in me what may it be,
Is she mindlessly judging me as an equitable man?
By sweet emotions thoughts reflected as irises burgeon,
From her head to toes I kept on admiring this divinity,

Is her heart for love that like a thorn with no rose?
Or mitotically lovely when in love as seen before all,
She would not be able to conform to me it would be I,
Could my simplistically standards sway her to me,

But why do I blame myself that she took a liking to me,
I imagine her hands touch the earth and the roots dilate,
Sprite knows deep quintessence of water and the earth,
We then conjugate together like an equation of loam”
By A. Guzaldo 07/21/2018 ©
By A. Guzaldo 07/21/2018 ©  #105
Andrew Guzaldo c Jul 2018
"Words from her are lucent to my drab,
She sees the shade of dun in my eyes,
It's her that makes my aura once again,
She procures all of the fears I have had,

The waves in my life were ever so halcyon,
She know how many times I’ve lamented,
And now has filled all my islets from darkness,  
Her proficient love has made me unabridged,

I was firstly resistant to her gentle touch,    
Her beauty piqued at my heart and soul,
She held me softly yet intensely,
Looking into her deep dark alluring eyes,

I was ever so quickly enthralled to her,
As her hand gently touches me with fervor,
We  deliquesced into each other’s arms,
Bequeathed we gave with complete dalliance"
By A. Guzaldo 07/05/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2017
"Dear dispiritedness,
I'm addressing to let you know,
That I don't have anything else to give,
Seemingly my hope of life has diminished,

What other can I give to thee,
The scattered air that I gasp,  
This request is not for that of me,  
It is for the benevolence of those that I love,

The ones that love me as I do them,
I didn't  distance myself I was selfish,
I guess they are less of that assessment,  
Either way I wish to spare their squalor,

You can deliver torment to my body,
However may my spirit be at ease,
For those that care this is paramount,
May they not have angst or misery,

I inquire to you dispiritedness,
Satisfy my plea is recede me for now,
We can exist as inwardly,
Just equitably spare my life,
FOR NOW ,
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2020
“All can be forgotten of travesty’s that followed,
As I easily compare you to a light stardust,
Traipse of her invading my psyche of the day,
Thinking of your prompt nobility fills my days.

There was no food and a long rain had stopped,
And some of us had to sleep nowhere but in the rain
You could see the streaks from grime left on our skin,
Numerous times in weeks of captivity consistent,

What once was of muscle is now skin and bone,
I felt the stars move strangely back and forth,
As though the Lord were rocking the stars,
I was not afraid but tears came afore anyway,

There are many days and nights I felt dead inside,
Yet I hear all around me and feel the stars reaching,
Have I now joined the earth where we are all in cusp?
I see a Great River afore will this be where I rest?    

It must be here that I lost track of my place in life,
This place at the great river of my
DEMUR of the beyond”  
“By Andrew Guzaldo © 06/24/2020 Posted HP #190
“By Andrew Guzaldo © 06/24/2020 Posted HP #190
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"
Andrew Guzaldo c Jul 2018
“Reminisce of the warmth of your touch as it was,  
The first time you said you loved me was majestic,
The gyrating words from amid your lips of thee,
As we nurtured our love on the sandy beaches,

I trapped in here now without you as you dispense,
I love your smile as the words whorl over discourse,
Wait for you to come on another day as you digress,
Favored full of stupefy as I was happy to sit in the light,

Youth what we were together will never be for naught,
I recaptured an instance when I was your Knight in armor,
It was as if I had been pulled inundate aboard a dinghy,
I am enshrouded and closed in mizzle of misery,

It has become that I can no longer see the brilliance,
Enshrined inside unable thus far to recognize the pain,
You will take away my fears with a breath of your energy,
The sea rests before me after a gnawing surge afore,  

Churning in deep hollows ever so slowly eroding,
Marred before the tides afore me as the wind blows its sand,
Now malediction are the days that I have waited for thee,
Now the portal of the dwelling of the moor only waits for me,
Under the stars I shall devour the essence of you no longer”
  By A. Guzaldo 07/20/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2018
“As he hears the whisk of the wind coming,
Once again cries mercy my faltering deity,
As the procurement pain of loneliness arrives,
How many more lonely years am I to traipse,

Most blameless I am I feel intensified on this vale,
Memory fulfilling thoughts of her cognizance,
It may be we shall one light reach elated enclaves,
The equal temper of annexed noble hearts,

Though much is taken much abides also,
As that midnight sun disappears afore me,
Now not that strength had which in days of old,
As I sail beyond the sunset Trojan Achilles,  

But I know that in the depths of my heart deep within,  
There is always space for amity to reside always,
For all the joys that once were both of ours,
I do not attempt to get over as she was my all,

There may come a day when that part will finally die,
Feel strong with reclaimed heart new ardor to take my hand,
Until then those capable of devout love also anguish,
By Andrew Guzaldo 08/10 /2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 08/10 /2018 ©  #112
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
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2017
DOUBT vs FAITH
Doubt vs. Faith Doubt sees the obstacles,
Faith sees the way,
Doubt sees the darkest night,
Faith sees the day,
Doubt dreads to take a step,
Faith soars on high.,
Doubt questions,'
Who believes?
Faith answers,’ I'”
Andrew Guzaldo c May 2018
Am I euphoric about the love I once had?
Or am I euphoric regarding the life I’m living?
In this present moment and time I am without,
My life surrounded that of an ocean of sad waves?

Arrant rocks feeling of swimming in the deep,
Blue sea,.
But in the end I am the canticle of the love
Love I had that I may neither have again?

Someday somewhere she may return to me,
The ardor for one woman and one woman alone,
Is this the emotion that one should feel in life?
When you fall in the declivity of fervor,

Oh dear woman of whom I loved and lost,
Hope linked and force merged now despaired.
She came like the morning sun with hope and love,  
Destiny I had so longed for a voyage of docility,


There now sets before me obsidian arid of islets,
This was my destiny and in it was my voyage,
Now left to wonder where my animus furtively is,  
And my longing for you everything sank to the,
Dregs of the abyss”
By AG 05/07/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2018
"As you are concentrating long and adamantly,
As the gust sails of life’s empathies upon us,
That billow through our daily lives my dear,
Those elations we have to decide for imminent,

If this is the sail of misery you bequeath to me,
Than please my dear leave me at the shoreline,
The islet where my roots are that embrace me,    
With the wind sand and my tranquil waves afore,

But remember what you have done on this day,
I shall lift up my spirit here among what I know,
And I will set out to another land an islet of my own,  
If of every hour of a day realize that I am your destiny  

With all the implacable palatableness and love derived,
Each day a flower for her from the valley of flowers,
As our lips clung intensely to seek one another,
To share two lives as one is everyone’s fantasy,

An endless undertaking of understanding and reverence,  
Both must understand the different aspects of one another,
It is a dream of allocating one’s life but remember always,
Choose the sweetest drupe from the top of the sapling"
  BY AG 06/14/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2018
“That time of year is now beholden upon to my behold
When fall leaves drop ever so quickly leaving trees bare,
Upon those sprigs shaking now in the brittle cold,  
Even then the God gift of birds continues to warble,  

We now espy the eventide of days that plummet,
As repeatedly watch as the sun sets in the west,  
Oh how disastrous to not see luminosity in the morn,
That takes away the dreaded darkness of the nightfall,  

Peer long and hard enough at the fiber night sky,
In me you will see the radiance of sunlight fire,
Of this you will grasp what makes a tenacious love,
Love that well which I thou must devoir before long.

May I stare into your eyes again that bare brunt?
That I may rest on the ashes of my youth may I lay,
May I be absorbed by that of once had cultivated me,
Fatality its demise may seal my boundaries to my rest
Come with me my beloved as if I were the ebbing tide”
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/31/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/31/2018 ©    #Poem#134
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2020
“That time of year is now beholden upon to my behold
When fall leaves drop ever so quickly leaving trees bare,
Upon those sprigs shaking now in the brittle cold,  
Even then the God gift of birds continues to warble,  

We now espy the eventide of days that plummet,
As repeatedly watch as the sun sets in the west,  
Oh how disastrous to not see luminosity in the morn,
That takes away the dreaded darkness of the nightfall,  

Peer long and hard enough at the fiber night sky,
In me you will see the radiance of sunlight fire,
Of this you will grasp what makes a tenacious love,
Love that well which I thou must devoir before long.

May I stare into your eyes again that bare brunt?
That I may rest on the ashes of my youth may I lay,
May I be absorbed by that of once had cultivated me,
Fatality its demise may seal my boundaries to my rest
Come with me my beloved as if I were the ebbing tide”
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/31/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/31/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2019
" I aggregate to you of all that is relevant in my life,
I gild to love you as if you were sweet roses or gemstones,
Effulgence love of mine was she as sure as the moon above,
I love you as certain somber things are in need of love,

As ships of all sizes sail away to their distant shores enclave
Earthly we live up to life is sometimes encumbered by love,
No matter how hard winds brandish my perplexed soul,
Every breath I take will be a memory of my effulgence of her,

I love her without knowing how or where she might be,
I love her virtuously without elaboration or peace of mind,
There always will remain a secret adumbration in our souls
That secret window that will aggregate effulgence of love,

Cataclysm of passion a defense procures to my sensibilities,
I love you as the flowers we await for the spring to blossom,
Solid fragrance within ferries in itself the light of hidden flowers,
I must not give way to despondency of hydrophobia of your love,
But only to the effulgence of mine love thereof towards thee”
By Andrew Guzaldo 05/05/2019 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 05/05/2019 ©  Hello Poetry #Poem#160
Andrew Guzaldo c Jul 2018
"Bring me to elysium as I feel warmth of within,
I beseech your lips your voice your integument,
How can I alone bare cumbrance and stifle burdens,
Fresh outdoors my islet will cool my burning desires,

I wish to be her fantasy and make our love complete,
I want to eat the sun as it searches your body,  
That redolence exists within intangible feelings,
Tangent the wallow hunger inside depths of your soul,

Echoes within call to me as waves to the shore,
I travail as she groveled into my percipience,
I would no longer stay defiant to your touch,
Touching upon your impetuous palpable body,

Apprehensive of what your loving me might doth,
The ichorous in her eyes that echoes within,
Bellows in a delineation of abyss of passions ardor,
Deliquescing into each other’s arms unfolding in,
Elysium amorousness”
By A. Guzaldo 06/12/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2018
“Glaring at the sun above as she sets,
Reminds me of the ardor I spent on you,
As was the love you had for me,
Once as a crisp bright Sun glaring,

Now just a sad moon with sparking stars,
As stars look as if they kiss crescent moon,
How I wish she was near me and not so far,
As the distant blackbirds auscultate so sweetly,

Betwixt the emerald cove dawn rising again,
The smell of the salt on the billow sea,
The aroma of the perennial in their bloom,
In arrant of the beauty comes mist of indigence,

When there is love nothing is Impossible,
When her lips met mine it was beatitude,
Now just a painted effigy cognizance within,
I am lost without the warmth of her soul,

While my soul speaks to yours,
The words ever heeding to be said,
But I alone shall hearken at the emerald cove”

BY AG 06/07/2018 ©
BY AG 06/07/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Apr 2018
“Banish if you will the rancor,
And its profound rooted core within,
Memorialize that is was this rancor,
That induced the agony in your heart,

Nestle the anamnesis that healed your heart,
Hold all that inclusive what made you feel right,
Bring the recognition of your auspices;
Push aside the despondency of the agitation,

Sunshine will Nurture the wellbeing of within,
Preposterous as it may seem it is the placebo,
It is the manner that you will adhere to your dreams,
Love will be the palatableness in your laughter,

You will postulate all your dreams now imminent,
All the people that you believed in and loved,
To that every tear you have cried due to rancor,
The future now of your canticle of emphatic dreams”
By Ag 03/10/2018 ©
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"
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
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
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 c Apr 2018
“I am that of a rugged farmhand quite,
Adept to love cordially,
As that alone of a man and the sea,
Created in the depths of the ocean floor,

Envisioning you brought me to the earth,
Leaping bounds in wonder of the sunlight you bring,
As if on the back of a blackbird disgorged from his beak,
Adjacent the swampy sand shore with crushing waves,

Body of not a dowager but of a celestial woman,
I could survive this if this was not a delusion,
I could utilize my feelings as a weapon to elude her to me,
She will be in my arms I know when the time is right,
The hour of reprisal abates and I know I love this matron,

I will prevail in the elegance of this beautiful deity,
Darkness falling upon us as I thirst for immutable desire,
A silk white obis garb of roses beneath the garment,
Our voices assessing words and then our merriment of fervor,
As the ennui follows joy jaded our eyes vision of Passion”

By AG 04/26/2018  ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Mar 2021
“For those of us who live at the esplanade,
Cold grows colder even as the days grow longer,
Fair youths beneath the trees thou canst not leave,            
Bare essential alone for those that cannot indulge,

Vapor light buffing dreams to ones doorways,
Looking inward and outward as once before,
After seeking one now can indulge in the future,  
Vigilance of succubus in the minds of our youth,

For those of us who were imprinted with fear
As things in need of doing go undone,
Homeric of old anxieties beacon in the night,
As this faint apparition looms before us in fears,

With that and buried ambitions rise up afore one,
These have peregrination the coldest lands and sea,  
Although we ingest again or feel the adulate of love,  
We are aghast once loved will fade as we are alone,

Insurmountable homeric of old anxieties beacon into the night,
Those of us seem not be heard nor best if we were silent,
Linger long a sacrifice may create a stone in our hearts”
      By Andrew Guzaldo March 1,/2021 ©   #199
By Andrew Guzaldo March 1,/2021 ©   #HelloPoetry Poem #199
Andrew Guzaldo c Jul 2021
“For those of us who live at the esplanade,
Cold grows colder even as the days grow longer,
Fair youths beneath the trees thou canst not leave,            
Bare essential alone for those that cannot indulge,

Vapor light buffing dreams to ones doorways,
Looking inward and outward as once before,
After seeking one now can indulge in the future,  
Vigilance of succubus in the minds of our youth,

For those of us who were imprinted with fear
As things in need of doing go undone,
Homeric of old anxieties beacon in the night,
As this faint apparition looms before us in fears,

With that and buried ambitions rise up afore one,
These have peregrination the coldest lands and sea,  
Although we ingest again or feel the adulate of love,  
We are aghast once loved will fade as we are alone,

Preyed epics of old anxieties beacon into the night,
Those of us seem not be heard nor best if we were silent,
Linger long a sacrifice may creates a stone in our hearts”
By Andrew Guzaldo March 1,/2021 ©   #199
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2018
“I envisage I know the love before me,
Albeit her being to that is howbeit sad,
She is the benevolence of sadness afar,
She has a tale of poignant yet sad agony,

As I say hello there is a look of sulk,
Hello as she shrugs a teardrop heart,
A moment of calm as eyes shed a tear,
An uplifting upsurge as she realizes it’s me,
  
Distant waves break and swallows awake,
Heart of such beauty with such tears that weep,  
Let’s promise each other to leave aggregate,
We need to put all that aside and it is us we shall keep,

Days of you brooding in weep will no longer ensue,
In the present we are the ones that have chosen,
Constant thoughts of sadness will no longer endure,
You will love me and I as well will adore thee,

Our sea Journey afore us will be jubilant,
The fortuity of your teardrops will subside,
Under Errant Skies”
BY A. Guzaldo 06/22/2018 ©
BY A. Guzaldo 06/22/2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Apr 2020
“Now with an exiguous preamble,
In the CoronaVirus 2020 year,
Hands held aback in geniality,
No longer pugnacious sense,

Even amongst men there is fear,
Breathing’s generally wary,
As we know weakness breathing,
We will fear that an end is at hand,

But this is the everyday intake,
Of   the imperceptible life force,
Willed as plague settles onward
They say just be cautious stay in,

In the airs of the populous air,
Now has become the extant colloquy,
No longer an effervescent fricative,
While not to make that ebullient point,

But a new garner dewy of air space,
A new sense of boundary,
Galileo truths are easy to understand,
But will we ever understand this beast,

To another perhaps not in this germ war,
A gesture of limited distance is disdain,
Now sufficing a simple nod is fine,
A minor simper or a slightly hoisted hand,

No longer in search of   its correlative,
Just a systematic warning within,
The acknowledgment to stand back,
Beautiful strangers now merciless,

Affixed on the other side of that,
Until a cure is disinterred they are,
We are or may be forever bound,
Tween one another evanescent conduit”
By Andrew Guzaldo © 04/25/2020 #187
By Andrew Guzaldo © 04/25/2020 #187 #Hello Poetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2020
"Every Poet dips their pen in an inkwell,
They pour out his or her heart soul,
Their soul that tell a story of fervor,
Of love passion and loss in a canticle or sonnet,
that one will never FORGET"
By Andrew Guzaldo © 1/20/2020
By Andrew Guzaldo © 1/20/2020 #181
Andrew Guzaldo c Jun 2018
"Acquiescence of a Poet dips his pen in an inkwell,  
And secretes his or her fervor and soul ,
With alluring  words of  nuance,
That tell a story of emotion of,
Love sadness and more in  canticles or sonnets,
That one will never FORGET"
By AG 06/06/2018  ©  Posted HP/
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2021
"The link with exiguities was abundantly clear,
It exists there in the cloth's she wore,    
It takes currency to purchase what one wears,  
Exiguity is in the language they speak,

Present in the language or words spoken,    
Speech begins to feel as currency to one as they interact,
It is everywhere it stains everything as it hovers about,
It oscillates about It watches from every corner of the page,

Exiguity is not something one can leave behind,
A child born into exiguity will always feel its presence,
At the edges of everything existing matter that shared,
At any moment they can feel the fractures of exiguity,

It is in there gaze back to others as it seeps and oozes in ataraxy,
These abhorrent things of exiguity as the daily impecunious,
Even right now its presence is apperceive surrounding thee,  
As you fear it is in thy words these tiny fractured words of dearth,
Fear not for you shall ascertain knowledge free from EXIGUITY"

By Andrew Guzaldo © 3/08/2021 Posted HP #197
By Andrew Guzaldo © 3/08/2021 Posted HP Poem #197
Andrew Guzaldo c Apr 2018
"She absorbed everything within my soul,
Like the ocean plummets a sailing vessel,
Ultimate cursed beacon acquisitions a fire,
As the estuary coalesce in the inclement sea'

Cognizance of her always emanates as if surrounded,
I have been forlorn as the tide crashes upon the reef,
Heart mutilated my enervated spirit limp and distraught,
My face cannot hide the perception of loves deceived,

Like frigid perennials fallen upon my dormant heart,
Now seems as expelled from the beaks of songbirds,
And from celestial thoughts to an abyss of detritus,  
Maybe I may never shine again or love again as once,

How terrible and brief was my desire to her!
I have built a bulwark around my sentiments
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.
Although desires and bulwark aligned my being,
It is but a vellum of a falsehood of my,
Existing Desires”
By AG 20/04/2018 ©
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
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!
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
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
Andrew Guzaldo c Jan 2020
“Today as the sun began to rise calling a new day
Shall this fire of love we shall have forever,  
On your mouth I will tell all when the sun shines,
My kiss deliquescing silence in our souls and mind,

As our sensuous fervor perilous to one’s flesh,
Now that you can see my eyes now you will read,
All the untold story of what is and was meant to be,
My heart you will see I could not endure without you,

We shall wait as earth and time change all,
Days when leaves will fall upon my chest,
Climbing vines as autumn departs around us,
Because we do not fear for spring is with us forever,

Loving each other my arm under your warm neck,
We are going to wait for our irradiated eyes,
As the fire and the wind again rattle the borders,
We’ve grown together all along we did not know it.

Repudiate with a dismal glance of infinitude,
As the kisses of our flowering relationship move,
Sealed kisses seizing your body with craving lips,
Has now reached to a new height of intensity,

Not knowing all that you pursued within my heart,
Our love of spring offers us the sky of life not soil,  
My mouth or the claret blood rose into the reticence,
The exude spate deep in the pit of my mouth,

Like a solar soul with lights in need of a feeble psyche,
As deity’s and naiads roam freely to glance of infinitude,
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/17/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/17/2018 © #180 Hello Poetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2018
“Today as the sun began to rise calling a new day
Shall this fire of love we shall have forever,  
On your mouth I will tell all when the sun shines,
My kiss deliquescing silence in our souls and mind,

As our sensuous fervor perilous to one’s flesh,
Now that you can see my eyes now you will read,
All the untold story of what is and was meant to be,
My heart you will see I could not endure without you,

We shall wait as earth and time change all,
Days when leaves will fall upon my chest,
Climbing vines as autumn departs around us,
Because we do not fear for spring is with us forever,

Loving each other my arm under your warm neck,
We are going to wait for our irradiated eyes,
As the fire and the wind again rattle the borders,
We’ve grown together all along we did not know it.

Repudiate with a dismal glance of infinitude,
As the kisses of our flowering relationship move,
Sealed kisses seizing your body with craving lips,
Has now reached to a new height of intensity,

Not knowing all that you pursued within my heart,
Our love of spring offers us the sky of life not soil,  
My mouth or the claret blood rose into the reticence,
The exude spate deep in the pit of my mouth,

Like a solar soul with lights in need of a feeble psyche,
As deity’s and naiads roam freely to glance of infinitude”
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/17/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 10/17/2018 ©   #Poem#132
Andrew Guzaldo c Sep 2018
“And this drab spirit craving in sad eagerness,
Many basilisk twist and snarl afore my feet,
But every hour I am saved from that eternity,
Something silent is surely more  deserving,

Far on the ringing plains of windy ancient Troy,
I am a part of all that I have met all once before,
Yet all is a reality in mind forever and ever,
To rust spotted to always shine in use!

Altruist of courage where fore art thou,
Though the eupnea to my trivial life,
Endeared face of dawn from twilight glows yet,
I shall follow the sinking star for knowledge,

I don't know if time is passing or not,
Does it come together or as druthers?
Or is my future to be piled all at once,
Seek I still the truth divine in hopes to gain,

Take my hand and share divinity with me,
Abolition me thoroughly from my iniquity,
Surely it takes a lifetime to get over such pain,  
I never thought of an unhappy ending to procure,

I spent an entire life stuck in the labyrinth,
Thinking about how I will escape it and say,
Imagining what the future may hold for me,
How it will be on that formidably glorious day,
By Andrew Guzaldo 09/26/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 09/26/2018 ©      #Poem #126
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2019
“Devotions reveal fervor subdues yet never conclude,
The pleasures that interim of a lost romance,
Desire now greed no ecstatic long nights,
Now my mind is fulfilled with past gander of delicacy,

Of what the summer or the springtime provided,
For love and time past hath given thee leave to rest.
No stature is higher than the beauty of silence,
Silence in my gloomy of days your laughter freed all,

The soil far off times removed from the afore charts,
And where the marks of once were to find thy hoped port,
On distant shores east or west alas a last resort,
Those angst and hath left no lamp to guide my love,

May you lead me to a garden of your gratification my dear?  
Do not say that the element of grief in hearts pulsation,
I will never divest my senses of the elation of solitude,
When images of sunlight dissipate I will languish in the,
Glory of darkness”  
By Andrew Guzaldo 2/01/2019
By Andrew Guzaldo 2/01/2019  #POEM#149 Hello Poetry TY
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2017
“Every morning you are handed 24 golden hours.
They are one of the few things in this world
That you get free of charge.
If you had all the money in the world,
You couldn't buy an extra hour.
What will you do with this priceless treasure?
Remember, you must use it, as it is given only once.
Once wasted you cannot get it back!!!”
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 2017
It’s very hard to express when,
As the invisible boundaries between two,
Are no more,
When Someone that you love hurts you ,

Then that someone breaks your trust,
It’s hard to come out of such a tenacious time,
When that someone breaks your heart,
But it is important to make them realize,

In healing your own pain,
The aberration they have caused you,
How paramount they meant to you,
Once upon a time who you were,
Formerly there in your LIFE!”
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2021
“Haecceity of Love”
“Let me fall in love with you,
For one last time,
It doesn't matter if you leave me,
One more time as it matters not,

If you break my poor simple heart again,
Just let me fall in love again,
With you one more time,
The way we looked at each other,  

As we possessed our smiles,
As we did once in total silence,
You possessed my fragile soul,
Let me fall in love with you again,

May my flesh still feast upon yours?
In this my haecceity of love”
By Andrew Guzaldo © 11/08/2021
#253
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2021
"May the penumbra of your green eyes ogling gently,
You have left me with this secret in my soul,
May I recount to you an image of you before me?
Jollity as of a magnificent art painting of innocence,

There you were susurrated in reciting a canticle,
Acute feelings in my heart as the respite end,
As you spoke the words spiraled over your tongue,
Radiates over your lips I am laced in your rapture,

Your eyes are my guide to stay always by your side,
This love will never be replaced I’m born to love you,
I shall pirouette a tale for you of star studded loves,
I suspire for you my love for you is perpetually yours,

My love for you I have found your smile is my light,
Wreathed like a web of intensely yearning desire,
As warm as the west winds blow with sunsets heat,
Blossomed in canticles as it breaks into an eruption,

As we cling closer before a festive ligature of flames,
Inebriated with our own artistic designs of pure love,
I embark as a sail into virtuous commonage of our desires,
I shall commune to you in all silence in all passion,

Luminously bright and pure as a star lit night,
Reticence with halcyon moments of our passions”
                              By Andrew Guzaldo 05/10 2018 © HP
Andrew Guzaldo c May 2018
May the penumbra of your green eyes ogling gently,
You have left me with this secret in my soul,
May I recount to you an image of you before me?
Jollity as of a magnificent art painting of innocence,

There you were susurrated in reciting a canticle,
Acute feelings in my heart as the respite end,
As you spoke the words spiraled over your tongue,
Radiates over your lips I am laced in your rapture,

Your eyes are my guide to stay always by your side,
This love will never be replaced I’m born to love you,
I shall pirouette a tale for you of star studded loves,
I suspire for you my love for you is perpetually yours,

My love for you I have found your smile is my light,
Wreathed like a web of intensely yearning desire,
As warm as the west winds blow with sunsets heat,
Blossomed in canticles as it breaks into an eruption,

As we cling closer before a festive ligature of flames,
Inebriated with our own artistic designs of pure love,
I embark as a sail into virtuous commonage of our desires,
I shall commune to you in all silence in all passion,

Luminously bright and pure as a star lit night,
Reticence with halcyon moments of our passions”
                              By AG 05/10 2018 ©
By AG 05/10 2018 ©
Andrew Guzaldo c Aug 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 Forevermore!”
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