Archive for the ‘My Poems’ Category

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And Then There Was Me

October 4, 2011

and then there was me…

and i was laughing my whole heart out
that you were someone i couldn’t do without
and i didn’t know that it was true
and that my whole life would be blue

and i thought i could get away with things
that i could fight these confusing feelings
and i didn’t think i’d never be the same
i thought i was the one playing the game

and now there is only me, myself and i
and the loneliness as such I cannot deny
because all i knew of love has left me
this is as broken as one can ever be

so all that is left right now to do
is to get over everything, even you
because even if i live in grief and in pain
life and love will never happen this way again.

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Blank Verses for a Non-Blank Life

September 23, 2010

What can I ask for in my entire life
If not for no one else’s love but yours.
When all else leaves, you’re all I need to stay.
When things go wrong, I can still make it through
As long as you’re around to lift me up.
When clouds are here to chase the light away,
You stay as bright as any light could be.
I’ll never stop this feeling that I have;
I’m thankful that you came into my life

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Fever

July 29, 2010

The spirit is so much willing,
But the body’s not cooperating.
I try so hard to feel alive;
I try appearing to have such drive.

I want to always jump up and down
To life my spirits from the ground.
But I feel tired and beaten inside,
The exhaustion’s hard to hide.

My head aches; my nose hurts as well.
In sickness, I pitifully fell.
When will I be healthy again?
When will my sickness ever end?

My body is burning like fire;
My mind is caught in a haywire.
I think I need to get some sleep,
So I can bounce back frm the deep.

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I want to write this for tomorrow’s rally in Jingle’s blog. I hope to see the usual people again. I have been absent from the online world, but I am really going online for this. *wink*

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Ice Drops and Candy Pops

July 1, 2010

Burning heat, scorching sun
Taking out all of the fun
Of a beautiful summer day
As lazy hours pass away.

Sweat, clothes, to the skin, they stick
Shy away from the camera’s click.
My face, covered in oil and dust,
But endure the summer heat, I must.

Yet from afar I could clearly see
Colors that brighten up the day for me
Pink, Orange, Yellow and Blue
And many different flavors too.

Taste, so delicious and delightful
I could eat it in one mouthful
So cold, my mouth and tongue it stings
But oh, the soothing coolness it brings.

Now I eat pink, later, yellow
In my mouth, it melts so
I could eat this everyday
Until the summer heat blows away.

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Can anyone tell me or try to guess what I am referring to in the poem?

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My Favorite Things (In Haikus)

June 17, 2010

Poetry

Rhyming words that paint
A story that’s about love,
Life, or all things quaint.

Ice Cream

Soft, cold, and sweet,
Of many flavors to eat,
Like a child’s heaven.

The Color Blue

I think of the sky.
So tranquil, peaceful, calm,
Like the salty beach.

Chocolate

Lift me up, dark one
Make my mood a better one.
I could eat for hours.

I am a perfect poet for this week. Thank you so much for the nomination. It really gives me such pleasure to write for the rally every week. My nomination for the Perfect Poet this week goes to Viola. Her poetry is a great example of a poetry that reflects what kind of person the poet is. It reflects her life and her values. She really deserves my nomination.

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Paint Your Palette

June 10, 2010

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I want to thank Jingle because she has given me this award to decorate my blog even more…. She is indeed a very good friend and a gem to have. I am posting this poem today. I wrote this about a week ago. I know this should have been posted right away, but I wanted to wait until I did not have any personal issues anymore. Today just seems to be the perfect time to post this. I hope this satisfies you all, my talented friends. It’s a free verse, so there’s really no formal count or anything. *wink*

Paint Your Palette

If you were a color, what would you be?
Which color would show what you mean to me?

I could say that you’re the color yellow,
A bright sunshine with a golden halo.
A color that brightens up my whole sky,
Like the sun, with each day that passes by.

Yet you are the orange of a sunset,
Like what happens when we hit the reset.
You represent the end of one long day
And promise a new one is on its way.

I could say you are red, burning with fire,
Full of passion, of love, or even ire.
You burn me with a heat that’s so intense
There’s not much any room left for pretense.

You are the color of life; you are green.
All things are better than they’ve ever been.
You have breathed life into my lifeless soul;
You have made all parts of me become whole.
You are like the Earth; you;re my only home.
When I am with you, there’s no need to roam.

You are blue as the seas and oceans are,
As blue as the sky I see from afar.
Like an oasis in the desert lands,
You quench those who thirst and soothe their rough hands.

You are the rainbow that complete my sky;
I know I shall but love you by and by.
The colors that you bring my whole life through,
They are yellow, orange, red, green, and blue.

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Walking Back

May 20, 2010

The roads that I travel on,
The deeds I’d have gladly done,
All the tears I would have shed,
The walls I’d have painted red,
The times that I cried for you,
Moments I was black and blue,
The bets that I have all lost,
Paying this very high cost,
The risks that I failed to take,
Vows I never want to break,
The breaths I held just for you,
The things I just couldn’t do,
The lost ring on my finger,
The pain that seems to linger,
Words that I just couldn’t say,
The smiles I have thrown away,
The phone that will never ring;
When I look at everything,
Again, these things, I’d go through
For one more moment with you.

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It has been a pleasure writing another poem for the rally. I want to really thank Jingle for her irreplaceable efforts in organizing this weekly rally. There is really no one like her. She is very dedicated to the poets. God bless Jingle! 🙂

I want to nominate Beth for next week’s Perfect Poet. Her poetry is very captivating. One could not help but read through all of her words, imagine the story of her poems, and be amazed at the adventure her poetry brings.

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The Sun (A Sonnet)

May 13, 2010

My heart throbs as it never had before,
Ever since you waled right out of the door.
There’s this huge gaping hole inside my heart,
Ever since you tore both of us apart.
And all the days that I shall face alone,
I’ll live these days with a heart turned to stone.

My soul’s restless searching for only you;
After you, my dreams have never come true.
My mind is traveling a lonely space,
So much to wander but no friendly face
And all these nights that leave me feeling cold,
Without your love, without your hand to hold.

Where are you? I have searched for you, lost one.
Come back to me, and bring back in the sun.

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perfect Poet AwardI am very honored to be an awardee again for the Perfect Poet Award. Lord knows how much prestige it gives one poet. We all do our best to write the best and most thought-provoking or emotional poems we can ever come up with. We do this every week. We scour the blogging community to show our support to the other poets who go through the same process of creating a poem.

I have always loved poetry. I know that this is where I fit right in. I want to thank Jingle for the constant support that she has shown to all the poets. I also want to congratulate all the participants for a job well done. I want to pass my award on to William. His dedication to poetry is inspiring. Someday, I wish to accomplish the same things as he has now. *wink*

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Fallen Angel

May 6, 2010

I wanted to write something light and easy today, but I couldn’t come up with anything like that. Instead, I am now sharing this poem to you. it’s a little sad, and tragic. It’s not my current mood, which is weird why I gravitate toward this poem today. I hope this one still gets a good reception from you, guys. 🙂

There’s a fallen angel on earth tnight;
She is loving someone out of sight.
See her heart break into pieces;
Wonder when the heartache ceases.

An angel so pretty is crying right now,
Looking for answers to the question how.
How can she make the guy she loves a lot
Love her the same way? He just does not.

Look at her eyes, see how they glitter.
They glitter with tears; her world is shattered.
The only time the angel’s fallen so deep
Is with a love that’s not hers to keep.

The world around her is darker than night.
She is the onlyone who shines so bright,
And because she shines, you’d see her sadness,
So clear, so vivid. You’d feel her loneliness.

Tear after tear run down her face.
It’s hard to understand love’s crooked ways.
This angel has cried so hard tonight.
If only things would turn out right.

Why can’t the guy see how she hurts?
How could he break an angel’s heart?
This guy is so lucky he’s loved so well
By such a lonely and beautiful angel.

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City

April 29, 2010

I hate to think about it,
But there’s nothing I can do.
It’s the truth, and I have to face it.
I’m a thousand miles away from you.

I left, but you can’t blame me.
It’s just what I should do.
I know we are meant to be,
But here I am, away from you.

I miss everything about you
When will we see each other again?
There’s one thing I want to tell you:
I’ll love you now and then.

I didn’t mean to leave suddenly,
And stay some place miles away.
One day, I’ll be back to be free,
And forever I shall stay.

So promise me you’ll wait for me,
And one day we’ll be together.
Let’s just wait and see,
For soon, we’d be happy forever.

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When I wrote this poem, I was away from the city, having a vacation in a small province where my grandmother came from. Since I am such a city girl, I wrote this because I felt like I was away from a place that was very dear to me.