"stef" poems
*Ang daya-daya mo
Sabi mo kasi, mahal mo ko
Sabi mo, totoo
Ang daya-daya ng kalawakan
Hindi niya ako niligtas
mula sa kasinungalingan mo
Ang daya-daya ng mundo
Sabi niya, mayroong isa na nandyan para sa’yo
Sa dinami-dami ng tao
Sa lahat pa ng tao
Ikaw pa ang nakilala ko
Tarantado
O siguro nga,
Hindi pa nga ikaw ang taong hinahanap ko
Sinadya lang na tayo ay ipagtagpo
Para makilala ko kung sino man
Ang taong sa akin ay nakalaan
Pero madaya pa rin ang mundo
Dahil nandito ka sa harap ko
Ang amo-amo
Na akala mo
Wala kang ginawang mali sa tulad ko
Ang sa’ya-sa’ya mo
Ang daya-daya, gago
Nginitian mo pa ko
Kung alam mo lang
Gusto ulit kitang sampalin
At yakapin…
Tangina, ang daya ng puso ko
Ayaw maki-cooperate sa utak ko.*
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 8:04 PM UTC
*Girls don't date good guys,
They're too nice and too polite.
Even though they all act fine,
A girl wants a real man to find.
Women chase the"bad guy" type,
The good guy watches from the sideline.
How girls are dizzy feeling a vibe,
Screaming that girl should've been mine.
I understand that you're very upset,
I would be too,if my life was such a mess.
Feeling like a pawn on a table chess,
You havent met your queen just yet.
The society is to be blame,
For teaching a man not to be himself.
They taught us how to hide,
And when to tell a lie.
**** the society and all its rules,
For telling a man what to do.
Stop acting how you're supposed to,
And let the women really know you.
Man against man will compete,
Until her attention is achieved,
You must conquer all your fears,
To get the woman of your dreams.
It may come as a surprise,
Being nice it's a cool disguise,
It has nothing to do with beauty or youth,
Being a man it's just a matter of truth.
Girls choose bad guys,
Cause they are not shy.
With one thought bear in my mind:
Good guys are always left behind*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
*One day a girl came across a box,
With secrets she could not unlock,
Which now sits in the perfect spot,
Its not too big, but neither small enough,
So what can it be inside this box ?
Patricia had too much curiosity,
She looks with much generosity,
She was told not to open it up,
All she can do is,
To admire this tiny box.
Do you think it’s a simple box ?
One who can have a red fox,
Or just my ***** red socks,
She is still wondering what's inside that box.
In a box,
Are secrets untold,
Some are new,
And some are old.
To reach inside ,
And read my mind,
The thoughts I've
Not yet left behind.
If material is what you seek,
Then, Honey this place is surely bleak,
Void of gold and shimmering jewels,
Filled only with words and books.
There lies your lonely box,
It has no doors and no locks,
And on the walls, a million clocks,
Who torment you with ceaseless tocks.
Hidden in the depths of my soul,
Locked tightly with codes,
Break the seal and you will see,
How magic just one box can be.
And on her door I lightly knock,
And to her I softly talk;
Honey,it’s time to open your box.
The moment is dazzling in the sky,
And that I won't decline,
The chance to be open,
The chance to be kind.
In words I can't find,
Nor I can describe,
While you still wonder what its inside,
Genuine thought strikes my mind ;
"Lets open it up"*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
PS : For those who wonders,she really really liked the content of that box. ;)
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
Your the first and last thing I see
Early mornings and sleepless nights.
My thoughts of you waver between something more and nothing more,
but I know my boundaries.
In an alternate universe where everything was finally right it would still be wrong.
Nothing is right if you're not there.
Your mind is filled with secrets of mine
Ones that I would wish no one to hear
Except you.
I know what you think of yourself
How you feel
it nowhere matches the picture I have of you in my mind
And in the end my ramblings may not make sense on paper
but I hope you know in my ordinary teenage life
You are anything but ordinary.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
*Pretty is how she looks,
And passionate of books.
This girl is nothing like you ever met,
Rare and sweet like a latin alphabet.
Inteligent she is,
Caring too.
I think she is allergic to pine, a radical sign.
And her name is the first letter of each line.
PS : Dedicated to someone who wonders if I’m writing about her.
I am.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC
*We should set some boundaries rules,
Cause its hard to concentrate in school,
Now I am behind with my studies,
Underneath your fancy clothes,
I wanna see all your goodies,
That can make my whole body froze,
In desperate need of private lessons,
I am all-in,only fools would oppose,
Distracted again by your thigh gap,
My only dream is your *** I could slap.
Seeing you in those yoga pants,
I really can’t stand a chance,
You’re giving me a hard ********
So let me ask you this question,
Am I somehow in a therapy section ?
Cause I want to make a confession,
And hopefully will get me in detention,
Under your supervision,
You shouldn’t be allowed to teach,
So take your sweet *** back to the beach.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 9:44 AM UTC
*You know what I think is cool,
To allow me join you here too.
I wish to have some great works to express,
I am really not here to impress.
Poetry is my hidden & seek,
Often I find myself in between these,
Treasures are here to keep,
Respectfully I ask to read,
Not because I'am cheap,
What is written must be seen.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 1:53 PM UTC
*Excusez moi mademoiselle,
J'espionnais votre compte d'instagram et j'ai regardé toutes vos images,
Parce que votre apparence peut mettre des modèles hors entreprise si vous décidez de poursuivre la mode,
J'ai une théorie sur vos origines et j'aimerais partager cela avec vous,
Vos parents doivent être profondément amoureux quand ils vous ont donné naissance parce que c'est la seule explication que je puisse imaginer,
Vous êtes ridiculement belles, êtes-vous sûr d'être une femme et pas une déesse?
Haha. Je suis sûr que vous avez entendu de meilleurs compliments, mais ma chérie est sincère,
Je peux voir que vous êtes une femme amoureuse d'elle-même et que les gens vous envient pour cette réalisation,
Peut-être que certaines personnes pensent que vous êtes détestabile, mais je pense que vous êtes admirable,
Je me demande ce que les gars doivent faire pour passer du temps autour de vous parce que le chocolat noir, les roses bleues et les conversations douces ne sont pas assez bonnes pour une femme comme vous.
Vous mettez-vous une robe rouge la nuit et dansez-vous au clair de lune? Parce que vous avez l'air charmant tous les matins entre-temps, le reste d'entre nous est encore désordonné,
Je n'ai jamais essayé de cocaïne, mais je suis plutôt sûr que vous avez le goût de vous,
C'était censé être un compliment, alors j'espère que tu peux sourire,
Je suis athée mais Dieu vous bénit coiffeur parce que j'adore vraiment votre coiffure.
Lorsque vous mettez votre rouge à lèvres, vous avez l'air si beau que cela fait la grande faucheuse pour vous éviter tous les jours.
Je sais que nous ne nous connaissons pas et c'est tout à fait ma faute,
Peut-être la peur du rejet m'a-t-elle pris dans la tête et maintenant ça me rend timide comme une petite souris,
J'admet! Je suis passionnément curieux de vous et il me tue doucement ne vous connait pas,
Bien que vous sachiez quelle opportunité amusante pourrait être?
Pour moi de prendre une centaine de photos de vous, car c'est ce que font les photographes,
Et cela me donne beaucoup de chances de vous admirer,
Je sais que ce poème stupide n'a pas de rime, mais même si, j'espère que je vous ai fait rire pendant un moment et que tout ira bien.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 7:38 AM UTC
*My neighbor who lives next door to me,
For many years I was blind to see,
What a good friend she can be.
We hang out pretty much every week,
And when we do we act like freaks,
Because she is a happy crazy little girl,
So glad you let me in your friendship world.
I really miss your presence,
The way I miss my shoes,
I wish that we could visit,
And catch up on the news.
Since we can't do that often,
It Feels like I am forgotten,
Cause’ You’re bussy like a bee,
Always to stick your needle in me.
As we reflect on our situation,
We hope that this communication,
Will ease the tension in the air,
And show we understand and care.
When I don’t answer to your call,
You come to climb up my wall,
Without fearing you might fall,
That’s how sweet you are and all.
Whenever I am feeling blue,
My thoughts always turn to you,
You can cure any moody-crappy day,
With your funny ways and words that sway.
I love to hear you sing,
I get goosebumps on my skin,
Your voice knocks up my heart,
With style from martial-art.
If we were in a competition for friendships,
Definitely we would get a gold,
Because creativity and cleverness,
Are the keys we hold.
Your friendship its like a magnet,
It pulls us back together,
Because no matter what I seem to do,
I am keep getting closer to you.
Written in a poem all the things I miss,
If you are my friend, please answer me this,
Are we friends, or are we not?
You told me once, but I forgot.
I cannot sit and talk with you,
The way we used to,
So brew yourself a cup of tea,
I'll think of you, you think of me.
You can call me day and night,
Pretty much whenever you feel like,
It doesn’t matter what I do,
I will always make time for you.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
*When we first met,
Thought of you as a threat.
A brown galaxy in your eyes,
I stared at you on full-size.
I discovered the first dimension of universe;
And I looked up in a straight line,
There was another house near mine.
2nd dimension of universe;
There you were,
The girl next door.
Third dimension warned me on,
I can’t waste time any more,
I have to come and say Hello.
“Hey you”
Youngest star from our town.
Fourth dimension revealed more;
Pretty little neighbor.
I took her palm to look for signs,
All I could see was a constellation in her lines.
Your brightest star is still quite far,
Cause’ I been smoking devil's cigar.
Always orbiting around your hair,
To nowhere floating in despair,
You almost left me without air,
But I simply didn’t care.
Fifth dimension established our similarities,
Books lovers and music addicts likewise.
A sixth dimension of universe;
It's possible to become best friends,
A friendship that may never end.
Seventh dimension gives me access,
To pick up your wedding dress,
To all your secrets and your big dreams,
You’re gonna be a Judo teacher,so it seems.
The eight dimension of universe ;
Now we know too much about each others,
Even though we came from different mothers.
We are infinite.
Through ninth dimension;
We compare our lives,
Wishing If we could start all over.
Would it be all different or all the same ?
Darling,you call me many times insane.
The tenth and final dimension,
We arrive at the point in which,
Everything possible and imaginable is covered.
All was said and done,
Defined by who we are,
What we could have been,
And what we thought it should have.
Beyond this,
Nothing can be imagined by us,
Two lowly mortals in this big Universe.
I wish I could travel back in space-time,
So I can see you again for the first time.
You were like a moon,
Always gone too soon…*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
*One look into your brown eyes,
And all of a sudden my senses have been compromised,
Honey I think I've been hypnotised.
So what do you say ? I think it's time
For you and I to get to the next phase,
Because I am really tired to play this taunting game,
So let me spoil you with some romance for a change.
Let's catch up and play some darts and later we can pour love in our hearts,
I will take you to a more intimate place where we can finally get physical,
Because we already know each others mentally,
First we can drink some red wine at a hotel bar,
Then I am gonna rock your body and blow your mind,
Or we can just do it right here in the back of my car,
Baby on this night I wanna magnify all the things that you like.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
*If you get close enough to me,
I will describe you in poesies.
And You're most likely to see,
Your pretty name in my poetry.
Because darling I am the rhyme,
That finds your sweetness in each line.
I hope these verses softens your eyes,
To distinguish the truth from pretty lies.
In love you always get your hopes high,
Every summer you end up with a different guy.
You're desperate to fall in love,
Like every sixty old teenage girl.
Now you date a guy with a boxing glove,
Who has muscles and a six-pack abs.
I hate to spoil it for you,
But this **** ain't gonna last.
You are not on trial to be judged;
You already punishing yourself too much.
You're crying on napkins,
Saying that **** always happens.
Thanks God,you have a bestie,
To lean your head on her chesty.
Before you open your mouth,
Honey just hear me out,
I am a little ***** writer.
Like a Poetry Officer,
Everything you do or say,
May be used against you,
In a story or two.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 11:45 AM UTC
*You keep telling us what you are
"A little photographer in this big world"
Traveling this off-road,like a white dove,
And passionated about the things you love.
So you re the one who likes the colour of purple,
You re always certain to be right like stubborn little turtle,
And your only purpose in every day life is to be an amazing person,
You're mother's little precious.
Hey pretty girl in a ugly world,
I am so fond of your curly hair,
Definitely you are my next affair.
To my neighbor who wanna loose her eyeglasses,
Cause' it makes you look like a nerd in all of your classes,
I've known you a book lover who likes to read,
Seeing you without glasses really makes my eyes to bleed.
To my coleague girl,
Who has the most beautiful symetric smiles,
When she smile,instantly you smile,
She is very contagious in that way,
I am switching shifts to see her each day.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 11:01 AM UTC
*Baby you’re so classic,
Tonight you look fantastic.
For instance, I am hardly ever impressed,
Your thin body fits perfectly that dress.
Your curves are astonishing,
For me you look so promising.
Your lipsticks are cheerfully red,
I wanna undress you in my bed.
Atmosphere in here is so intense,
I blame it on passion in my defence.
I wanna kiss every inch of your scars,
I wanna love you underneath the stars.
You've been for too long on my mind,
I fantasized about pulling your hair from behind.
I feel my heart is setting up on fire,
Like we are connected through optical wire.
The gently way you touch my soul,
I pray to the god of *** and rock 'n' roll.
Darling will you satisfy every fantasy I've got?
Will you splash me with cold water,if I get too hot?
I want to sin along side with you,
Do you wanna sin with me too ?
Cause' before this night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
*You take off some of your clothes,
Just for me,
Even if its cold outside,
I would like to think I am that hot,
And when you weren't ready for a shot,
I stole unique moments from you,
Then carefully storage and made them mine forever,
When I get distracted by your honest beauty,
You chewing my gum, stolen from my own pockets.
**** you!
Little thief,
When you're a mess,
I am there as a witness.
When you're about to cry,
I am ready to strike.
What am I?
- A photographer :)
PS: Based on a true story. My sarcastic friend would say the correct answer is; A stalker
I love her sense of humor. We're such a match.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 10:55 AM UTC
*They come and go like the ocean waves,
And she knows best not to trust just a pretty face,
Cause super girls doesn't have time to waste.
Boys offered her the world but she said a super girl has her own,
She couldn't care less because she was happy with her friends.
I pushed her away from me and told her that I couldn't stay,
She told me that she would always find a way,
You can't hide because a super girl can always fly.
Then she says I know how hard you try to make a super girl smile,
But it's okay as long I've got you by my side,
I know everything will be alright.
Believe me when I say,
This super girl can cure any ****** day,
And her super power is to love you at your worst.
Her eyes are so red but she told me not to worry,
Because even a super girl sometimes cries,
All she wants it's a hug and she will be just fine.
With one glance into my eyes,
She could make me always change my mind,
Yeah! she is that one of a kind.
She fought for me when no one else would,
Because is what super girls do,
I feel so lucky that she is my friend...
My super friend!
You know,
She doesn't have a perfect body but she has a perfect soul,
I would let go to my ego for her,
Because she is my super super girl.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC
*I saw you in this morning,
Outside temperature was minus five.
In an November below a crystal sky,
We looked one to another,
Eventually, We told each others Hi.
It's awkward to see you every time,
Now that you know soon I'll be gone.
Somehow you always read my mind,
Deep in my feelings,truth you can find.
I loved you like a fool,
At times it felt so cruel,
To know,
For you I was just an empty pool,
And you thought we were cool.
We're both cold with each others,
A chance we might getting a flue,
Mixing different flavours and colors,
I really don’t know whats got into you,
When we’re together we stick like glue .
Wandering in my vanity,
Please don't be mad little kitty,
Only you can restore my humanity,
Dressed all in black,you still looking pretty.
I would rather walk an extra mile,
Than telling you how much,
I really do miss your innocent smile.
Now you treat me a bit like bittersweet,
Intrigue story indeed.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:34 PM UTC
*Oh bebe i see trouble on the way,
But we are the rebels with young hearts
Who are not scared to go out tonight and make a fuss about us,
We are lovers at first sight dancing in the pale moonlight,
They call us Beauty and the Beast because we are such a good match,
Others are suspicious saying what's the catch?
We are like fire&gasoline and together we shine like gold,
You are the garden & I am the gardener whose hands are never too old,
To take care of your thorns my one&only red rose.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
*Excuse me Miss,
I was creeping a little on your instagram and I kind of looked at all of your pictures,
Because the way you look can put models out of business if you decide to pursue fashion,
I have a theory about your origins and I would like to share that with you,
Your parents must have been deeply in love when they gave you birth because this is the only explanation I can think of,
You’re ridiculously beautiful, are you sure of being a woman and not a goddess?
Haha! I am sure you've heard better compliments but darling mine are sincere,
I can see you’re a woman in love with herself and people envy you for this achivement,
Maybe some people even think you're detestabile but I just think you're admirable,
I wonder what guys must do to get to spend time around you because dark chocolate, blue roses and sweet talk ain't good enough for a woman like you.
Do you put a red dress on you at night and dance in the pale moonlight ? Because you look lovely in every morning meanwhile the rest of us are still messy,
I have never tried ******* but I'm pretty sure it has the taste of you,
It was meant to be a compliment, so I hope you can smile,
I am an atheist but God bless you hairdresser because I really love your hairstyle.
When you put on your lipstick, you look so beautiful that it makes the grim reaper to avoid you everyday.
I know we don’t know each others and that's entirely my fault,
Perhaps fear of rejection got into my head and now it makes me shy like a little mouse,
I admit! I am passionately curious about you and its killing me softly not know you,
Although You know what fun opportunity could be ?
For me to take hundred of pictures of you, because is what photographers do,
And it gives me plenty of chances to admire you,
I know this silly poem has no rhyme but even so, I hope I made you laugh for a while and then everything will be fine.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 7:34 AM UTC
*I caught myself staring at your picture,
Then l lie to myself that it won't happen again,
For your beauty I wish there was some kind of a switcher,
So I can turn you off every time you turn me on,
Because you're a gorgeous woman and you got me under your spell.
**** it I really do miss your softly voice,
So I am scrolling through my phone's agenda untill I see your name,
Calling you should've been an easy choise,
On a second thoughts, I let my ego to torn us apart,
I am really ashamed of the man I have become.
I am ignoring you but I can't stop thinking about you,
Yeah it's such a cliche but darling it's true,
I sang a duet with Rihanna 'bout "where have you been"
I am still looking for you in every woman I meet,
And yet nobody can replace the adorable you.
I like you like a little boy love his wonderful toys,
When we get together I feel enormous rejoice,
Spending time with you is something I do enjoy,
Now that you're a little older we can get drunk with a bottle of red wine,
We can have lots of fun cause' we will never be this young,
Needles to say,don't tell your mom about this or I'll get my *** kicked.
I felt your absence more than a hundred times,
It is like waking up one day with no teeth in my mouth.,
I wouldn't have to run to the mirror to know they were gone,
We both pretend that we are just fine,
Truth is we haven't been friends for quite some time.
Stef Devid Alexandru ©*
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
*I gave you my music box,
To help you relax,
But it wasn't enough.
You never used it up,
You toss it in some other box,
Full of unwanted stuffs.
Or thrown in some darker drawer,
Where even light hasn't reached out,
I've got every right to be angry about.
Maybe it didn't cost me that much,
I've only spent like thirty bucks,
But Honey, that was all I've got.
Perhaps some other girl got her hands on my tiny box,
Same way you got rid of dresses from all your ex-es.
I never gave to a girl before,
A music box to help her loose snore.
Now it ***** to finally see,
How really cheap you think of me.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 3:15 AM UTC
*In your presence my brain starts to froze,
I feel like a TV with a remote control,
One thing I know for sure,
You're the only one who can open my doors,
Because I am emotionally yours.
To be friends with you feels so cruel,
Love seems to be such a powerful tool,
But I just wanna keep you in the loup,
So here is the ugly truth;
People are crazy and times are strange,
I used to care, but things have changed.*
Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 6:31 AM UTC