I want to believe that as I lay down the bed
I will forget the monotonous sound of a classic melody
But everytime I close my eyes and even in my dreams
I'm being chased by the music of jealousy, fright and fantasies
Collission of galaxy, Explosion of the Super Nova
End of this wonderfully created universe
Corruption. Addiction.
Reformation? Revolution? Restoration?
And it all seemed to be nightmare to me
Now, Where is love in this poetry?
When I have been writing about the story of you and me
Of how I smile and laugh of your presence
And how I cry and grieved because you don't make any sense
And everytime I think of you
I feel like the whole world and even heaven rejoices
I'm now writing pieces which may you think are not about you
But to be honest, it's all about you
Other's might think
I've been so crazy writing poems for you
When you don't even know
all of these were about you
I don't care what it may seem to be
But if they ask me one day,
where's love in that poetry?
It's inside the poet's heart
who choses to hide the feelings through words of uncertainty
Where's love in this poetry?
You are love and you are my poetry.
Di makatulog poems
12:32am
5 February 2016
GALLERA DE ORO SUBD.
BAGO, DAVAO CITY
WHERE IS LOVE IN THIS POETRY?
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Monday, February 1, 2016
Tick Tock Tick Tock
All I can hear is one sweet voice
That speaks louder than the clock that is ticking
It's the sound of my heart that's beating
Tick tock Tick tock
What's that sound that I hear?
Was it the clock above ticking
or was it my heart tired of waiting?
Tick tock Tick tock
It's like piano's melancholic melody
Tick tock Tick tock
It's a nostalgic memory
Tick tock Tick tock
I've been shackled by this music
Tick tock Tick tock
Yes it was the clock
Ticking Tocking
Because it's time for me
To move on and let go
2:45pm
1 February 2016
CHSS Room 104
University of the Philippines
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