What do I think of you?
A million times asked,
A million times vaguely answered.
What do I think of you?
I can say you're a firefly
Against my endless evening sky,
The joy
In each moment's passing ploy,
And I can also start to dwindle my words
To passing
Just to make you feel good.
Honestly, what do I think of you?
You're my pianist,
who plays with notes like they're part of life,
whose fingers dances on the white keys
Like it was a bridging gap,
whose wrists do not touch,
because music is delicate.
And what do I think of you?
I ask over and over again.
Honestly, what do I think of you?
The person, who, I'm afraid to lose
Because you were the one
Who gave me something to hold on to.
The person I dream of
Every moment of the day, and every second of the night,
The person I've been longing for all my life
The person I wish to hold in my arms
Like today is the last.
And you ask me again,
"What do you think of me?"
I could say many possible words,
But I could only stare and,
Smile, making my eyes wrinkle,
And mutter,
"I think you're great. She's lucky."
She really is.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Thank You For Keeping Me Alive
As I walk the star-studded horizon
Of my empty future,
Going along the endless river
Where tears were shed
And hearts were broken,
You pulled me into the forest
Wherein the green grows,
Life was basked under the shining sun,
And thus,
My temporary redemption
I stopped living,
I walked on earth like a mindless being,
Occupied with the world's trivial problems,
I stopped feeling happy,
Knowing I couldn't be revived,
Knowing I fell deep into the black hole
But you pulled me out.
You kept me alive.
You told me to breathe, and see the world,
You told me it's not over,
You told me I wasn't dreaming,
And you held on to me,
Like it was my last day on earth.
Of my empty future,
Going along the endless river
Where tears were shed
And hearts were broken,
You pulled me into the forest
Wherein the green grows,
Life was basked under the shining sun,
And thus,
My temporary redemption
I stopped living,
I walked on earth like a mindless being,
Occupied with the world's trivial problems,
I stopped feeling happy,
Knowing I couldn't be revived,
Knowing I fell deep into the black hole
But you pulled me out.
You kept me alive.
You told me to breathe, and see the world,
You told me it's not over,
You told me I wasn't dreaming,
And you held on to me,
Like it was my last day on earth.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
My Desire for You
My desire for you is inevitable,
Like how each day starts
With the sun coming up on the east
And setting down on the west
Like caprices undead from a living garden
and like how you disappeared all of a sudden
My desire for you is unforgettable
Because you made me remember
I can be worth more than everything to someone
Like how you made me feel
I did to you
My desire for you is intangible
Like how I see darkness when I close my eyes
Like how I see illusions when I look up the burning sun
And raise my hand to shade my eyes
My desire for you is death -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
My desire for you is
The kiss of dew on the leaves when morning comes -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
My desire for you compliments my love -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
Like how each day starts
With the sun coming up on the east
And setting down on the west
Like caprices undead from a living garden
and like how you disappeared all of a sudden
My desire for you is unforgettable
Because you made me remember
I can be worth more than everything to someone
Like how you made me feel
I did to you
My desire for you is intangible
Like how I see darkness when I close my eyes
Like how I see illusions when I look up the burning sun
And raise my hand to shade my eyes
My desire for you is death -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
My desire for you is
The kiss of dew on the leaves when morning comes -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
My desire for you compliments my love -
Inevitable, unforgettable, intangible.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Escape
Destiny rocks the world
With its treacherous lull
And will catch one or two unexpected
Just as the sun's going down
Destiny doesn't ask one,
Because it doesn't accept anything,
It only gives
And answers subtly,
Or excruciatingly bluntly.
Destiny took its toll,
With the struck of dawn,
And the entrance of twilight
Over the sun-beamed hell
Burning my tattered flesh
Just as stinging my toes
Rock me, O Destiny,
Sing me your lullaby,
And maybe, just maybe
I can say goodbye.
With its treacherous lull
And will catch one or two unexpected
Just as the sun's going down
Destiny doesn't ask one,
Because it doesn't accept anything,
It only gives
And answers subtly,
Or excruciatingly bluntly.
Destiny took its toll,
With the struck of dawn,
And the entrance of twilight
Over the sun-beamed hell
Burning my tattered flesh
Just as stinging my toes
Rock me, O Destiny,
Sing me your lullaby,
And maybe, just maybe
I can say goodbye.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Humans and Love
Humans are fragile
Not only hearts.
Humans are vile,
Not only their hearts.
If a person's heart is taken away,
Only the pain in the chest will delay,
But the tears will still flow
And the spirit blown
If there were only two kinds of people,
The loved and the loving,
And the loving loves the loved,
But the loved loves another loved,
Thus, it would still be better
Because genuine love was not altered,
But if there were only players and played,
Not only spirits are broken,
But also egos sunken
Thus, a lesson.
Will vile humans be happy when they play with
True and fragile ones?
Not only hearts.
Humans are vile,
Not only their hearts.
If a person's heart is taken away,
Only the pain in the chest will delay,
But the tears will still flow
And the spirit blown
If there were only two kinds of people,
The loved and the loving,
And the loving loves the loved,
But the loved loves another loved,
Thus, it would still be better
Because genuine love was not altered,
But if there were only players and played,
Not only spirits are broken,
But also egos sunken
Thus, a lesson.
Will vile humans be happy when they play with
True and fragile ones?
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Footprints
The length does not matter
The further, the better
Walk one step
Then a second
One by one I'm closer to an end
An end which
I hope will never come
Slowly,
Just slowly
There's no need to hurry
I'm cherishing this moment
Knowing it will bring me
just a little bit further
But it doesn't matter
As I go, the stronger I get
The more independent I become
Shouldn't it be like that?
I walk on this path
Leaving my barren memory behind
I know you would see
My footprints never leave
So do my memory
And I will love you
As long as I walk on this barren path,
As I walk on this empty space,
Until I reach an end -
An end I hope will never come
The further, the better
Walk one step
Then a second
One by one I'm closer to an end
An end which
I hope will never come
Slowly,
Just slowly
There's no need to hurry
I'm cherishing this moment
Knowing it will bring me
just a little bit further
But it doesn't matter
As I go, the stronger I get
The more independent I become
Shouldn't it be like that?
I walk on this path
Leaving my barren memory behind
I know you would see
My footprints never leave
So do my memory
And I will love you
As long as I walk on this barren path,
As I walk on this empty space,
Until I reach an end -
An end I hope will never come
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
This is Because I Love You Too Much
Everything I do seems pointless
And nowhere
I see stars because of the
Darks shadows created by clouds
I see nothing but your
Lightened face
Smiling, even not at me
I long to touch your hand
And feel the inexplicable
Sensation of selflessness
I wish you will see who I am
Not for who I am with,
Not for who I seem to show
I want you to see what's under my skin
The nerves of pain that keep me going,
And the stimulants which I keep taking
Then maybe you will see
The sorrow no one else sees,
Nor feels
Because everything seems beyond me
And nowhere
I see stars because of the
Darks shadows created by clouds
I see nothing but your
Lightened face
Smiling, even not at me
I long to touch your hand
And feel the inexplicable
Sensation of selflessness
I wish you will see who I am
Not for who I am with,
Not for who I seem to show
I want you to see what's under my skin
The nerves of pain that keep me going,
And the stimulants which I keep taking
Then maybe you will see
The sorrow no one else sees,
Nor feels
Because everything seems beyond me
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