girl
Home » Post Item » HIS
HIS
April 4, 2009
We are now spaced out
Still, you’re taking my time over again
Almost out of wakefulness
I’m scribbling words
I’m under your spell once more
True..
Sarcastic..
Ironic..
You are so naïve to catch a glimpse of
Too docile and meek to be in pain
Still, I can hear you
Your voice, delightful enough
To imprison a poet
You aren’t Santa Clause
You’re one of his reindeers singing
Badly, were totally poles apart and unlike
And we find it both a curse
I’m sorry if for a writer, I am more.
But for a lover, I am less.
But at a standstill
I am waiting
For my poetry to be sung by you.
-
Previous Comments
cool…swerte naman ng pinagbigyan…
i always wanted to have a gf na mahilig magsulat…kahit poet lang ayos na…pero kung writer pa…aba sobra-sobra na…pahiram naman ako sayo mula sa bf mo…pwede?…joke…peace tayo..
Posted by john at April 6, 2009, 2:30 pmHello. binisita ko na blog mo. nice piece. have a nice day. Ingat lagi.
Posted by Louie at April 7, 2009, 4:13 pmaba,,may mga ganitong factor na pala dito,,
di ako pahuhuli,,,
ive decided,,,ill [ppush through wordpress,,,
better options,,,
Posted by nel at April 9, 2009, 2:26 pmAll comments are moderated. Your comments will not appear here unless approved by the blog owner. Thank you.
wehahah poet ka nga…ganda
Posted by michie at April 5, 2009, 4:32 pm