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?

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