Prayer

I cannot stand 

seeing you this way

In pain and hurting

I'll do everything

to take it away

but I don't know how

So right now

I ask God to please

give me your pain 

Let me suffer in your behalf

Let me cry your tears

*Image from journalofsacredwork

Pillows

I still smell you. Hmmm.

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I woke up with your 

scent on (our) my pillows.

I knew we fell asleep together

because it is only with you that

I get to sleep this late and this safe.

Your arms around me promises me

a good night since that is all that I can ask.

You see, I'm afraid to ask for more. 

I don't want you to say no.

I will never be content with only this.

So I better muster my courage and ask,

Even if it means that this will be 

the last time I can smell you 

when I wake up.

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*Picture from 1.bp.blogspot.com

Held

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I held the hand that is

 planning to let you go. 

It was dry and rough

 unlike the other that still

 remembers your love of long ago.

 I felt its frustration about you,

 of the way you always made

 sure that tomorrow will not

 come for the both of you.

 I heard its silent cry of

 goodbye and I grew sad.

 On the other hand,

 it was still hanging on,

 reminiscing celebrations

 and victories.

 The happy times linger

 like it doesn't want to live.

 I heard all the secret whispers

 at night and all promises made.

 Both hands wept.

 A catharsis of the highest order. 

A pill so that no one goes insane.

 I looked at the mirror and

 saw rivers of tears.

 I looked down and 

saw my hands clasped together,

 the other looking out

 for the other.

 A symmetry of giving up

 and holding on.

 The riddle of love.

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*Picture from 4.bp.blogspot.com

I don't care!

This is stupid! but I really don't. Do you?

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It's burning me all over again

Like it once did before;

And the days after that,

Searing my flesh with

Electric goosebumps

Fit to kill a man

Fit to kill me,

But I don't care;

I don't think;

I love.

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*Picture from images.sodahead.com/blogs

To Better Days

Everything will come to pass.

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Raindrops caress my skin 

the way you once did;

 cold and numbing,

 back then i thought

 your touch in time

 would make me warm;

 but  it never did,

 you talk about things

 you never truly understood

and blamed it on me 

when you got it all figured out;

I took a deep breath;

Psyched myself up that

there is nothing wrong

About being drenched .

Define BUSY?!

I was always telling myself that I'd find time to post my poems here but to my dismay I never did. I got so caught up with my new job (technically not so) and all the activities that came along with it. I never taught that teaching in a university would use up all of my time. Anyways, I promise to update my blog as soon as I get my internet connection fixed (cross fingers). :)

To make up for my long absence here are a few lines that I have just made up:

I was looking for you
But you weren't there
When you told me you'd be

I was trying to hold your hand
But it was another's that held mine
Where are you?

Please come back to me
I am not myself without you
I'm you the same way you are I.

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Sorry this is bad. LOL :)

Crossroads

Sandwiched with maybes and ifs.

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I'm feeling better,

The kind of better that keeps

Me on my toes;

The kind of happy that

Makes me smile, a bit;

It is the emotion that is between

Euphoria and Anxiety

In the midst of laughter and tears;

It is the victory that never

Lets me shot for joy

Because I never know

If am really sure;

It is the kind of love

That never lets me sleep at night

Although I'm dead tired and weary;

It is the moment when

I wake up prematurely

When I just dreamed about my crush;

It is that time in my life

When I chose the kiss

Even when I know that 

It wasn't going to last.

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*Picture from http://www.sleepdisordersguide.com