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Gift

Precious gift our heart desires...

On the eve of Christmas day, a mother just got home from working overtime at the factory to a simple house. The dark and the silence of the house welcomes her.She sets her tired ass on the hard wooden chair, raises her feet up on a box. Looking at the white school socks hanging by the window. The wind is blowing on the socks swaying like laundry hanging outside.She opens her bag to get her gifts. She wills her tired self...

ThankFul

How magical everything down here...

We experience magic Everyday in our life Sunrises to the horizon Starting of a new day Moon shines with the Stars at night guiding us Winds blowing trees Swaying and dancing Thunder and lightening Strikes in the sky Rain falling from the sky Watering flowers and trees Flowers blooming and Fruits bearing trees Pregnant women giving Birth to healthy babies Doctors saving lives Everyday on death bed Clouds made you smile Bir...

Magic

Looking for something to hope for...

Is this a dream? Like you're on top of That rocky mountain Floating in the air Dancing aurora above. That feeling of  Light headedness Wanting to laugh Wanting to cry All at the same time. Is this nightmare? That feeling of angry Laughing at yourself on How stupid you feel. That feeling of crying Shouting to the world How you hated yourself. That feeling of scaredTrusting people againDoubting your own self. Is this magic?...

Dead Twigs

When everything felt like closing on you....

Desperately watered you every daySinging to you some calming songsTalking to you, begging not to dieLeaves keep falling out on youStarting to dried up and died on meCried to sleep the whole day throughWoke up and looking at you, still sadSaid to myself your roots are still aliveHave to save you, replant where youMight grow back to a new lifeDespite you're dead twigs nowReplanted you in a new pot to surviveWatered you for...

I Love You

... when you thought you're numb from the pain

Kill me now or leave me be!What are you waiting for?Can't take this torturousPain you're inflicting on me.Every slashing pain it reachesThe core of my heart that I Thought numb from feeling.Tired, so very very tired.Thought my heart turned to iceBut every time you inflict pain ICan feel them slowly killing me.Tried to teach this stupid heartTo loathe everything that you are!Everything!Everything!And every timeI failed.Ple...

The Feast of All Saints

I was working late after celebrating the feast of all Saints.

Except for the guards at the lobby, I was the only one in the building working. All lights were off. The only lights are on my working area. Coffee at my side as I busied myself on the financial reports. They were needed within two days time for the stockholders meeting. All my attentions were focused on the white screen of the computer.When all of a sudden, it felt chilly and the scent of flowers or candles lingered in m...

Much More

Kiss me kiss me in the morning... evening... daytime... kiss me, hold me, hug me sweetheart ...

Give me a kiss from my forehead to my toesThe one that makes my heart constrict to pure blissThose kisses that can make you cry with happiness That deep feeling of belongingness with someoneGive me a kiss from my lips to your tongueThe one that makes me hungry for moreThose kisses that can make you thirsty That kissing is not enough to satisfy a needGive me a kiss that can weaken my kneesThe one that makes my inside turns...

Nadir

Speak no evil .. Hear no evil ... See no evil ...

Dreaming again Black smokes taking shape Forming a tall man with  His black wings spreading out Heard terrorized screams Begging him to make it stop Found myself in his lap rocking Embracing me with his darkness Gone quiet for a while Hold on to him to protest but Thinking mind are not working Felt calmness in his darkness. Wanted to run and scape him Silently cried afraid to say my doubts Longing to have a glimpse of lig...

The Painter

When all you can dream about is to paint using all the colors in the rainbow...

She is crying in the darkest corner of the park when a gentle hand lightly touches her sunflower colored tattooed shoulder. "What's troubling you child?" Came a soft voice. "I'm afraid." Deep anguish in her voice. "What are you afraid of?" Comforting voice, soothing her. "I will lose vibrant colors in my paintings. I will never be like Van Gogh anymore." Crying pitifully, declaring her fears. "Child, colors can't only be...

The Hanging Tree

As the music played...

"Are you, are youComing to the tree?They strung up a manThey say who murdered three.Strange things did happen hereNo stranger would it beIf we met at midnightIn the hanging tree."~ Jennifer Lawrence, soundtrack from "The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1" One hand in her chin the other hand is touching a knife longingly, her forehead leans on the window glass as she looks outside of nothingness to the stormy night as the mu...

The Secret

Your secrets are safe with me...

I will be your kept secret For the time you'll have with me For the naughty smiles you'll have For the happy song you'll sing For the poems you'll write You will be my kept secret For every heartbeats I feel For every tears my eyes shed For every smiles my lips made For every lonely nights I'll have You will secretly look into my eyes You will secretly hunger for my lips You will secretly desires my body You will secretly...

Acoustic

Play the guitar as I sing you a song...

Let me caress your shapely body Play my fingers to your edges Knows every parts of you. Let me learn how to play you Strums that strings of yours Flick that cords for you. Let's play music to the air Strumming you deep so the Music will play out from you. Let's hear that gentle sounds That echoes from your music As we play the cords of you. Let the symphony accompany This acoustic instruments to life That will mix our sou...

Grass

No flowers are growing in our garden...

I am replanting my basil for they are growing a lot and it smells so wonderful, so are my mint and aloe vera.Yes, herbs are all my plants, I can't seem to grow flowers in my garden. My husband gave me a rose garden, and it died on me because I didn't give them the attention they needed. He bought the sunflower plant for me to grow and I drown them because I lavishly gave them all of my attention that they may need and mor...

Poetry Reading

When weekend is calling .... laundries forgotten

Let's read this poetry bookI can turn every pageAnd read a phrase for youAs you touch me with your handTracing every word within every curve.Let's read this poetry bookI can turn every pageAnd read a stanza for youAs you caress me with your lipsTrailing every line within every slope.Lost in the valley of every word as I climbEvery mountain within our own worldAnd dive to the deepest seasDeep within my mind and in my heart...

Garden Of Eden

Freshly washed and ready to eat...

Looks fresh and beautifulRed and lusciously breathtakingThat sweet aromatic scentThat's very pleasing to my senses.I have to taste that skinHow it would feelIn my teeth and in my tongueIn my lips and in my mouthRichly scrumptious That delicious juicy biteI have to taste that nectarHow it would tasteIn my teeth and in my tongueIn my lips and in my mouthSucculently sweet flavorThat lingers through my lipsHow deliciously swe...