Of all the things made on earth
Pen and Paper were perfectly match.
The pen that has too many colors
and while the paper has too many pages.

When you were at the peak of wanting to write poem
this two things meet like when you met him
it suits very much that you can able to write the perfect words
to describe your happiness.

But while you continuously writing
you never figure out
that the paper were starting to get out of pages
and then you stop.

You wanted to crumple that piece of paper
and just overflow the ink from within
but the pen describe you
and those pages are the moments you made together.

Maybe it's time to finish it
to open new pages to write poems
to breath and think of new words
and to write again.

We pierce their hearts through words
with those combinations
we didn't even know
where it came from.

We make it to free ourselves,
to inspire readers,
to mend the broken pieces
and to bring back memories.

Yes, it wasn't easy
but as we go on
and continue writing
we start to build relationship.

We write poems
not to hurt you or feel anger
but for you to feel
that love does exist.

In this life,

I wish I am invisible right now
For people not to see these tears
For them not know I'm in pain
For them to realize I am happy.

But then,

I can’t hold it in
I really wanted to burst it
I am too sad to smile
And I don’t know what to do.

And if I quit,

I will lose everything
I work so hard to be on this
But if you don't want me anymore
Maybe you were right,

Let’s just end this.

(but then I can't.)

Happiness are no longer happiness,
      they are sadness.
Excitement are no longer excitement,
      they are longing.
Traveling is no longer traveling,
      it is forgetting.
And heart is no longer heart,
      heart is gone.

As I look into your eyes
I see sadness from within
I want to drift it away
cause I wanna see how bright it could be  

I know your happy now,
but I want to do something to make it happier
I wanna stare on every laugh you make
in every time you blush without noticing it

In every stories you wanted to unfold
I will listen little by little
because I wanna continuously hear your voice
without thinking that I might fall deeper

I wanna endure everything
no matter what will be the consequences
I'm willing to face it
without doubt

I wish I could tell you this things
but I'd rather be unspoken for now
until time is ripe
and till then, please don't hurt me.

WITCH
By: Jean Gutierrez

******* sorrounds us,
When you get to attach to them
They came up with freaking stories
Those rumors that can ruin your name.

And when you let it go deeper,
You’ll be played without knowing it
Those moments when you laugh
Will change into anger.

You’ll be hesitant to say a word,
Some of the letters were gone, missing
And when you hear the name or voice of it
Little by little your blood goes up.

Why are you here?
My hands crumpled and ready to punch
But I controlled it
Because it’s only a waste of time.

You were simply beautiful
Your smile rules my heart and soul
As if it was sent only for me
But it was just part of my imagination

I adore you as if i loved you
I sent you letter that was gathered by my mind full of rainbow
And you accepted it
That i never expected

But now,
I see you turn into pieces
Like fragile box that was swallowed by the big waves
You love her but she loves somebody else
And it hurts me a lot to see you in pain.

You are something
you talk like the others
but you are different
from within.

I love being with the memories while reminiscing
it feels like it just happen yesterday
you laugh and laugh
and continuously tell everything.

I can still barely remember the first  day I met you
you were quietly sleeping in peace
your cap halfly covered your face
and you were just sleeping all the way.

I wish it might be a never ending story
while you and I were together listening to the whispers of the air
seizing every moment
until the sunlight turns into moonlight