love.

My voice slowly cracking

as I was slowly saying

these words of farewell

and the skies were all painted in pastel.

The sun went down

and so did your mood

you looked up with the frown

and so did the moon.

A tear fell from your eye

as you were down your knees

I said my last good bye

as you faded in the breeze.

 

My heart shattered, broken like fragile glass

I picked it up and it pierced me, reminding me of the past

I realized that I was such a young star

To love this way and end up with a scar

Do instead, I loved the first ones I’m supposed to love,

Myself, my family and friends and the great Lord above.


rendition of ‘stellar’

Advertisements

the shackles of life

life is almost like a big prison, and it’s wrong for me to think that way when I’m still young. these shackles may be insecurities, limitations, fear, weaknesses or confusion. but I tend to see these shackles as anchors because without insecurities, limitations, fear, weaknesses or confusion, what is even left to conquer? these give us purpose and our training ground for us to build ourselves up. because in a utopia, life becomes pointless and monotonous, something even worse than melancholy. it is normal to have problems, don’t let them stop you from building up who you are.

hold on but at the same time, let go. cheer up, buttercup, big things are ahead of you.


a little something to motivate you guys. i used to face these problems like a coward by attempting to quit. whatever it is that you are facing, i know that you can conquer it and i’m rooting for you. ☁

fantasy

I was drowned by your fantasy,

But I realized that it’s better to go back to life’s reality.

I was blinded by your perfection,

No wonder why you became my addiction.

The fantasy of yours became my getaway,

But I’m not sure if It’ll be okay.

My eyes opened up slowly

after forgetting you & your fantasy


fetus poem for you guys 😂 you can really tell if my poems are recent or not if it is about being a hopeless romantic

5 ways to win my heart

“5 ways to win your heart”

on winning my heart

my heart, just like myself and anyone else’s, is not a prize which can be won. my heart is like my house which you can enter in the right time if you are the rightful person to enter, but not own. my heart is my property and mine alone and therefore shouldn’t be played with, be broken, or serve as a token. in the right time and in the right circumstances, if you actually entered my heart, be careful and gentle for it is fragile but is another letter to write or another journal entry to publish for another time but for now, i just want to let you know that my heart is mine alone and is not a prize which can be won.


i will write these journal entries in lower case letters only

11.25.16; a milestone

Life update Getting to win a contest by expressing myself about what I avidly fight for in this society is probably one of the best things to happen to me this year. It showed that poetry is not just to sound beautiful or aesthetically pleasing but it can be a perfect way to win a […]

stellar

My voice slowly cracking

as I was slowly saying

these words of farewell

and the skies were all painted in pastel.

The sun went down

and so did your mood

you looked up with the frown

and so did the moon.

A tear fell from your eye

as you were down your knees

I said my last good bye

as you faded in the breeze.

I chased a star instead

and placed it in my hands

then I went to bed

and thought I had a chance

I woke up in the morning

and then I realized

that I was left with nothing;

the star didn’t sympathize.

The star was too high;

too high for me to long for

so I also said goodbye

and wished back the way it was before.