Tuesday, November 29, 2011

STRINGS



The prowess of the mind

Two souls connecting lives

The hearts have gone blind

Two bodies becoming wild

Think of how it started

From distance, our eyes met

Not for real yet it felt yes

In silence, we spoke

In a language we didn't hear

By raindrops we listened

In the light of moon, we smiled

With the breeze of air, we touched

Through the music, chills died

Heated by fire, ignited by love

The waters of the sea rejoiced

The tides were in sync,

What a sight to behold

Such silence in darkness

A total bliss within

The sands of time moved slow

Yet the hearts beat fast,

Our love had gone mad

Now, two souls are one

Then, we strings attach!

Aps

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Wednesday, October 5, 2011

An Ordinary Thought


Wide awake we make out
While asleep, you touched me
My mind floats with none to think
to just feel you over me.
Why are your eyes like that?
Why do they look through my soul?
Why do they speak of heavens?
And why they say I am yours?
The lips that spoke of love
The same arch that made me smile
The ones that you used to kiss me
are the ones to close my eyes.
You fill my mind with longing
My heart with craving
And never questioning—
-my ordinary thought!

Aps

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Monday, September 19, 2011

Inspiration

The sight of you
brings luster back to a
tangled, dull hair.

Lips arched to smile
with thoughts of you near.

The thrill of romance
opens sad tired eyes.
and a life with you
makes it worth another try.

Call me. Love me.
Make me believe love works
for a hopeless me,
--saddened by memories
--damaged by hurts,
--rescued by pain
hoping it’s you to heal
what’s not sane.

Let’s talk no sense.
drive me all night long.
kiss me all over.

Then go. Leave...
without looking back
never coming back
because you are just
an illusion,
-- a fragment of my past;
an inspiration
--to haunt me sad
for the rest of my life!

Jocelyn Aps

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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Gloom in Bliss

Life speaks of bliss.

Gloom dropped to feet.

Sweet hellos to blink

blank stare, misty- eyed;

dark goodbyes in pink

Us bid a chance

to not wreck a lie.

Yet eyes see. Hearts feel

lines of no rhyme,

a dance with no beat,

a few words to cheat,

music so mine,

your painting of defeat.

Hooray, we said to hold on.

Hooray, we’ll say to move on.

Life speaks of bliss.

Gloom dropped to feet.


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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Us- a history


Call me yours
We start over again
Let your whisper
Be a breeze to my hair.

Sing me love songs
I reply you with prose
You and I, we venture
a world fiery and lost.

Promise me a new day,
We do this all the way
Bring me back memories
Remind me our stories.

Oh dear, I forgot
Not a thing I remember
Yet the feeling lingers
To seem last forever.

Hold me so tightly
Kiss me tenderly
I know you and I
In bed-- a history.

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Letting Go by Aps

Had my self up in the air
Floating yet no one cares
Took the easy way out
of letting go yet screaming no.

Pushed my self in the open
Damaged 'till the end
yet the long for thousands kisses
the best of warm embraces
Lingers still. But, I'm okay.

Life is not all chocolates
Many are bitter-sweets
Sweet loving someone
whom you know doesn't exist.

Stop and don't go
Let imagination roll
Allow me close my eyes
And feel your lovely soul.

Let's make love through the night
Feel me so alright
It is my easy way out
of letting go yet screaming no!

Aps
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Just the Same Old Litany

What is wrong with the flowers? study art
how can I not compose
how can I not paint
Its colors, neither hue?

What is with the sky?
It is not even blue
unreal, its pallor is a lie
below, the grass left unawed.

Where is the time that flies beyond
a calendar, red-marked
when smiling eyes capture the sun
and make sad faces lit up?

But why none of these I felt is true
none of your ways hit anew
neither words can twist the fact
nor actions belie what's true.

Show me the crystals to cast shine
dull and lusterless when found
like a stone to bring excruciating pain
when love is all beyond repair!

aps
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