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!

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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!

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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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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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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!

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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!

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A Day with Dad

God, can i call you Dad?
Too funny to ask late when you’ve been for years.
When I cry, you dry my tears. When I giggle, you chuckle.
When I sing, I know what you are thinking.

But you are careful for me to know.
Dad, there are lots of things I want to say.
Things that you know I will cry about.
But every time I want to start

You send some jazz for me to listen to,
Give me thoughts to write about,
films that I long to see, pasta that I crave for,
an apple juice to quench my thirst.

And then again I want to start with you.
But you give me books to ponder on,
a wading pool to hear children laugh,
and watch adults float looking at the sky,

Same situation. You put them in water, instead.
I understand why you evade my way.
If you talk to me. You need to talk to all. You have never been unfair.
This time, you send me to Shang for groceries.

But you have never turned lead into gold.
C902 is fast enough to get your msg:
Not only Gold can feed the hungry.
Back home, you send me chores to keep the pad a ” wow”.

At the hallway, you send people to swarm around the little boy.
I insist.Let’s talk.
With lights out and everything is peaceful, I fall asleep.
You wake me up and ask: ” What is it again that you want us to talk about?”.

Oh no Dad, I just want to thank you for the day. Can I go back to sleep now?
“Okay, you may. Let me just bless you again for another day."

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"...and now let the weak say I am strong; let the poor say I am rich..."

"...when you see only one set of foot prints, it was then that I carry you."

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Just a penny for your thoughts

It is never a fantasy to think of God as your back up who will stand not just with you but for you when other people, the surrounding environment, and situations aim to put you down.
Most especially if everything appears to look fine in the eyes of the people but some foul play of silent harassment is being orchestrated which only the target knows and feels, then expect God to bring divine justice in your life and attack your opponents with your hands remaining clean. Surely, these could be shocking to others who think that it was you who wronged. As these could be inevitable like a destined battle in one's life which could be anything, God tried his very best effort for his hurting child to feel less of the burden he is carrying and less of the pain he is feeling by showering the person with his blessing and love.


Give thanks to him who is making me proud and arrogant over my enemies. And give thanks to him who is making me so gentle over people who are

sincerely loving me and whose minds are not corrupted by some people who act in behalf of others who are after revenge. God is the real FATHER whose aim is not to punish, whose aim is not corrupt minds, whose aim is not to discipline or give lesson just like what others thought. He is a FATHER who only wants to love HIS children who loves Him, no matter what!

Take it from me, some people got envious and threatened because in my poverty, they thought that I was rich and in my weakness, they saw me very strong! Give thanks to God when all I have to do is to close my eyes and talk to him and before I knew it, he had already stricken my detractors. Most of the time, he doesn't listen to my words because just like anyone, I can show him a list of the things I want to have-- a list that is no match to Santa's. What my heavenly FATHER usually does is HE searches my heart and in just a wink of an eye gives whatever it asks-- be it material things or destruction of my enemies. No worries to anything like that! When these bitter people connive against me during the time that my heart was beating good for them, that was the very same time that my feet were off the ground and my proud head could not even look down. Yes, that was the time when the FATHER carried me.

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