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appetite

is a
space
that is
growing
inside my
self; a hunger
for a certain kind
of attention, a particular
familiar sensation, longing
for that comfort you let me feel;
continuously searching, continuously
growing impatient of waiting; the want
for your love, for more of your love, grows
deep inside my brittle core, clawing the walls
of my sanctuary, i fear it’s getting unhealthy to
always have this craving, this desire for your warmth
your touch, your entire being, deep inside my own soul;
no need to look elsewhere, i know i will find what i
am looking for, what i have always needed and
wanted, i can and will find it in you, it has
always been the case, i have the power
to choose

you

and i have the power to wait.

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Complete Opposites

I think it’s better that we’re complete opposites.
You, a boy,
me, a girl;
(besides stating the obvious)
You would rather stay indoors,
It would be better if I went out more;
You love all kinds of food,
I would be content with eating only a few;
You like being straight to the point,
I would take a few detours here and there;
You don’t usually care what other people think,
I, on the other hand… … well.

It might be better for us to be complete opposites
than to be same in almost all aspects possible
despite thinking, “it’d be nice if we were the same,”
we would not grow anymore–that’d be lame
maybe 5-8 months tops, we break up–
end of story.

But it’s not.
And I hope it won’t be for a few more years…
maybe my whole lifetime. Maybe yours.
We wouldn’t know who’d die first,
but it would be nice if I spent it with you.

It’s best for us to be complete opposites
not because of the saying, “opposites attract”–no,
that is not my point here–
but because that means we are different in lots of ways
you fill up the emptiness inside of me,
I shed some light to your dark days.
Although sometimes these differences make it difficult:
you look up to the past
I look up to the future,
it brings a sort of balance
when we are together.

I know that we are complete opposites.
Sometimes, this is hard to accept
but knowing that you are just across me,
that the only thing left to do
is go towards you
and you would do the same for me
by the time we meet in the middle,
we would have changed indefinitely.

Thank you for teaching me the ways that are not mine,
for without you, I wouldn’t be able to know
what lies on the other side, on your side.

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2015, napowrimo, personal, poems

[NaPoWriMo 2015] To: Ian

Hello everyone, I am back! This is for the twelfth prompt! I went back to the simple things, and talked about what was dear to me. :)

To: Ian

Your large back tells me
you have shouldered a lot throughout your life.

Your big hands let me know
what you want to hold so dearly and lovingly.

Your eyes shine whenever you smile
and it brightens up your face, raises up your cheeks.

Your hair is soft, and flows when the wind hits.
They speak of your soft nature underneath the strong and bulky stature that you possess.

Your arms are long enough
to wrap around me full circle, and to make me feel protected.

Your nose reminds me
and lets me know what I have little of.

Your lips heal my thirst,
and your ears are open for words.

Your voice brings music
into my life–even if sometimes, it is a beat off.

Your name lets me know
that you are there, that you are there for me.

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[NaPoWriMo 2015] morning routine

This is for the sixth prompt! When I read this prompt, it got me excited. *wink*

Haha! Anyway. I enjoyed making this. Hope you like it! :)

morning routine

let’s have some coffee, shall we
while we stir our elements together
inside, one, two, three
just in time to drink it hot, like the weather

who cares if it’s the first, or the second day
so as long as the sun rises on your pan
time just flies fast past us anyway
better use it wisely by making a plan

what to do today, you think out loud
I say, I’m here, I’m ready
now I’m served with more than I’m allowed
now we’re taking this nice and steady

and now the time has set–still
the white light peeks into my humble abode
now be careful, lest you spill
I’m ready to take all of your load

Lean on me, dear, I am here
before you go on and start out your day
open your ears and hear
my serenade; now, go on your way.

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[NaPoWriMo 2015] repetition of tasks

This is for the fourth prompt! And I love it also. (even if the prompt says we should do otherwise, haha)

The prompt for today asks us to make a “loveless” love poem, and I took it a step further. ;) Plus, I’ve been itching to make a code poem for a while now, so yeah. Hope you enjoy! *wink*

repetition of tasks

while roused:
 move in deliberately
 make(careful strokes)
 !(lose your grip)
 suck it up
 perform(you > better)
 if you > limit:
  release(inside)
  exhale()
  continue
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it doesn’t matter how much time you’ve spent with a person.

what matters is that when you wake up,
you realize that you’re more in love.

and when you finally decide to get up,
you grow and go deeper in love.

and when the moon sets and the sun is up,
you fall more and more in love.

and maybe someday when you stand up,
you’re in the same room with the one you love.

 

originally written for NaPoWriMo Day 25: Anaphora.
First wrote a sad poem for this prompt, but inspiration hit me, and this came out.

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thoughts

the words on top of my head

there are times when I miss your gaze
or when I want to be in that phase
wherein I just long for your presence
or inhale your essence

I want to keep making moments
and the fact that both of us are open
to whatever that may happen
I know that these won’t be forgotten

Even though the time is now
I really want to make a vow
to stay with you for a long time
(I just added this line to make it rhyme)

Here I go again with my promises
making do with all my tests
to see whether or not this is worth it
making time to just sit

sit and think about the consequences —
maybe, if I’m confident
about my choices, I won’t have to consider
and just make do with it and snicker

I always do things to be sure
and you know that I do this to assure
that everything will go smoothly
and everything must go through me

before anything is finalized
I sit still and just fantasize
about the what-ifs I have in life
and with all of that, just survive

And you know what? I want to experience this
all with you, there are no things I want you to miss
I’m happy with what I decided on
to go through with this relation that I’ve come upon.

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What is it to you?

What else are you holding back?
Back in the depth of your thoughts
thoughts that sometimes make no sense
sense of the heart and the mind
mind you, he’s already giving his all
all for you, you ignorant fool
fool in love, fool in everything
everything that you love comes along
along your path, yet you fail to see
see that they’re there for you
you fail to realize the importance of trust
trust in others, trust in your own self
self in a sense that you know who are
are you sure that you know who you are?
are you really sure?
Sure, you will say that now
now that you’ve thought of it this way
way beyond what you’ve thought of before
before this though, you never considered it
it only got into your mind now
now that it was mentioned
mentioned to you by the person you love
love – what is it to you?
you think it’s a bunch of experiments?
experiments that have to produce the same result?
Results that, if it suddenly becomes different
different from the others, it’s a failure?
Failure is you not giving your all
all of this can suddenly disappear
disappear in the blink of an eye
eyes are limited to what they can see
see that? All of this can be easily attained
attained in the sense that you can give it
it can be trusted to someone
someone you love
love – what is it to you?
you know you can’t define it with a simple definition.
Definitions are not suited for love.

Love – you know you love him, right?
Right in your heart, you know it’s him
him all along. What else is there to worry about?

About time you realized this.
This might be what you were looking for.

Just trust.

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you

you say sadness is the only thing you know
but are you willing to go past that?
do you want to know more things?
things more than sadness?

there are lots of other things beyond the mountain
this mountain that you are on
you say that you are used to this sadness
and yet you look for more
because you can still see more,
at the bottom of the mountain
you can see wonders, you are curious
as to what you may encounter
once you go down this mountain
if you go down this mountain

I assure you, there is more
more than what you know
it may be exciting, it may be scary
there are lots of things that are scary
but I’m here. I’ll go with you
I’ll be your guide.
I won’t ever let go of your hand
if you don’t let go of mine
I’ll lead you to places
you’ve never heard of before
places you haven’t dreamed of
I’ll let you experience the wonders
of what’s beyond this mountain
that you reside in
but only if you allow me to guide you.

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In Your Arms

Before going to sleep,
remembering the feeling of being
in your arms
allowing myself to be comfortable —
now that’s wonderful.

Let me hold your hand
and just stay like this, thinking about
‘us’, I know this is not a dream.
Reality: that’s what’s here now
either way, we’re both here
not moving an inch away —
calm and collected;
everyday, I want to be like this.

Rest assured that
every morning,
you will be in my mind;
every time I close my eyes
somehow, I’ll hear your voice, too.

Go with me to wherever;
Onward, we will walk together.

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