Tell me my darling, shall I fall in love again?
I cannot stand the pains of being all by myself
Especially at night when I am alone in our room
Your pillows are all that I embrace as my company
Work at the restaurant seems to make me forget
The uncertainties of tomorrow and all that I regret
Especially losing the chance of ever telling you
Of how I love you and miss your just being around
It has been eight months since you died
Some men manage to attract my attention
But I am not yet ready to give affection
Tell me, shall I fall in love again my darling?
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Floating In Space
I feel like a feather separated from the Eagle's wings
Gliding down as pulled by the Earth slowly
For the air caresses me to buoy me up
Resisting the dictates of gravity
I tarry slowly playing in the wind
Going along wherever it leads me
I know my final destination will be on the ground
I hope I end up in some Indian Maiden's crown
Then I will stand as proud as can be
Atop the head of a beautiful lady
Will she meet her Prince that soon
What a moment's perfection that would be
Gliding down as pulled by the Earth slowly
For the air caresses me to buoy me up
Resisting the dictates of gravity
I tarry slowly playing in the wind
Going along wherever it leads me
I know my final destination will be on the ground
I hope I end up in some Indian Maiden's crown
Then I will stand as proud as can be
Atop the head of a beautiful lady
Will she meet her Prince that soon
What a moment's perfection that would be
I Just Make Believe In Lonely Nights Like This
I just make believe that we are the personification
Of the immortal Elizabeth and Robert Browning
Expressing their love for each other through poems
Me with the love poems I enter in my computer
And you with your songs on the radio playing
Oh I know I am a fool but a happy one indeed
Another lonely night alone supposed to be
If not for my newly acquired MP3 player
I make believe you give the answer online
To all my love pleadings through verses I write
But maybe it is God doing all these arrangements
Making all His lonely creations happy once more
Of the immortal Elizabeth and Robert Browning
Expressing their love for each other through poems
Me with the love poems I enter in my computer
And you with your songs on the radio playing
Oh I know I am a fool but a happy one indeed
Another lonely night alone supposed to be
If not for my newly acquired MP3 player
I make believe you give the answer online
To all my love pleadings through verses I write
But maybe it is God doing all these arrangements
Making all His lonely creations happy once more
Saturday, June 25, 2011
My Invisible God
My invisible God of omnipresence
Everywhere I go you seem to be around
Guiding me from dangers to my soul
You keep my mind and actions for your glory
I am just an imperfect individual
Sometimes with some uncontrolled emotions
Of love, anger and frustrations
That I try to avert through poems
My life consists of different crosses everyday
But sometimes with pure joy
Every joy brought by your presence
Some through simple pleasures in this world
But the purest joy is in the quietness of your palm
Everywhere I go you seem to be around
Guiding me from dangers to my soul
You keep my mind and actions for your glory
I am just an imperfect individual
Sometimes with some uncontrolled emotions
Of love, anger and frustrations
That I try to avert through poems
My life consists of different crosses everyday
But sometimes with pure joy
Every joy brought by your presence
Some through simple pleasures in this world
But the purest joy is in the quietness of your palm
Friday, June 17, 2011
Under Your Shelter Lord
As long as there are birds in the sky
Trees around to host their nests
Every flower talking through their colors
Inviting you to stay for just a while
As long as I hear a mother's lullaby
Telling stories of wonder to their children
And wind blowing to make the lillies dance
As butterflies of different hues prance around
Then I know I am under your shelter Lord
In a home under the mantle of your protection
Craddled by Mother Mary in her arms
Protecting me like a little child from all harm
Trees around to host their nests
Every flower talking through their colors
Inviting you to stay for just a while
As long as I hear a mother's lullaby
Telling stories of wonder to their children
And wind blowing to make the lillies dance
As butterflies of different hues prance around
Then I know I am under your shelter Lord
In a home under the mantle of your protection
Craddled by Mother Mary in her arms
Protecting me like a little child from all harm
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
If I Could Write A Poem For Every Broken Heart
If I could pen a poem for every broken heart
And cook up some words for their loneliness
Then I could say I am successful as a bard
If my verses could mend their shattered dreams
And bring back to memory their lost sweethearts
And even for a moment pretend they are not apart
If my words could color the rainbow they hope for
That at the end they might find their dream of gold
Then everyone will be rich with happiness as foretold
As the lullaby promises pots of gold at the rainbow's end
Let us hunt for that dream as we pretend
That we never parted and are still around the bend
And cook up some words for their loneliness
Then I could say I am successful as a bard
If my verses could mend their shattered dreams
And bring back to memory their lost sweethearts
And even for a moment pretend they are not apart
If my words could color the rainbow they hope for
That at the end they might find their dream of gold
Then everyone will be rich with happiness as foretold
As the lullaby promises pots of gold at the rainbow's end
Let us hunt for that dream as we pretend
That we never parted and are still around the bend
Let Me Cook Your Will To Perfection Lord
Help me cook your will to perfection Lord
Each passing moment as I go about my daily chores
Adoring your presence at every corner
People passing by let me not ignore
Someone needs some help sometime
Let me pen an inspiration to ease their burden
Or color my surroundings like a rainbow
Each hue reminding them of your Holy Presence
Each passing moment as I go about my daily chores
Adoring your presence at every corner
People passing by let me not ignore
Someone needs some help sometime
Let me pen an inspiration to ease their burden
Or color my surroundings like a rainbow
Each hue reminding them of your Holy Presence
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