The Hardest Words

I am sorry
Seems to be the hardest words,
They say.
But, is it?
Is it true?
Because it's supposed to be
I love you.

Open Your Eyes

When will you learn to appreciate
the things I do for you
To see how much I love you?
Will you ever see through the friendship
that you and I keep?

I wrote this for you because my heart might explode
of the words I want to say to make you stay.
And I hope that someday,
you'd read this somewhere and realize that I do really care.

Tell Me How

How could you wake up early
When you cried yourself to sleep?

How do you start a conversation
If you're too shy to talk?

How could you tell someone you like him
When he doesn't even know you exist?

How do you love someone
Who's out of your league?

How could you cry more
When you're already  out of tears?

How do you say goodbye to someone
If you don't know he's leaving?

How could you make promises
If you're going to break them anyway?

How could you see me as her
When all I do is to be different?

How could you say you love
When you don't even mean it?

Too Much

It's raining.

Drip.

Drip.

Drop.

She is crying.

Her heart is breaking.

Did he break her heart?

No.

She did.

She loved him too much.

Kismet

She always wants to be alone and sits under the mango tree behind their school. She writes poems and letters about love. With a pencil, a notebook, and her heart bursting out her feelings and emotions for the boy she's yet to find.

He always walks by the mango tree behind their school building, watching her. Wondering what is it that she's writing. With a pencil, a notebook, and his heart bursting with imagination, sketching the face of the girl he always sees but never saw.

And then one day, their eyes met.

She found him, and he finally saw her.

Reading Across the Universe

Today I feel sad and lonely

All alone, with nowhere to look

Deep inside this dark alley

So I sat down and open a book.

Page after page, my hands flipped
Word by word, my eyes ate

To what extent, my heartbeat skipped

Making me forget how to hate.

I looked around and saw the stars
They're beautiful, dreaming or not

Then I traveled, starting from Mars

Guess I really read books a lot.

I met creatures, aliens I think
I wasn't scared, but amazed

Not a second, my eyes dared to blink

Looking around the purple haze.

Then reality snapped back at me
I flipped the last page of the book

It's sad and it hurts to see

That I'm alone again in my nook.

Reading helps me escape reality
It gives me magic to break the curse

And travel to the other side of diversity

Reading across the universe.

*I made this poem when my sister asked help for her project. She's not the literary type of girl so I did it for her. She asked me to write a poem entitled Reading Across the Universe in the middle of the night and said she need it the following morning. Great. Just great.

The Leaf

Here I am once again
A fallen angel from heaven
I've always been too stiff
That's why I always fall, like a leaf.

My touch has always been soft
My pride was never been aloft
My life from the start was poignant
I didn't  want to be this stagnant.

Days passed by like pages of a book
While I stay here, alone in my nook
I once lived outside there, free
Happy with my family, my tree.

They used to hold me so tight
Never let me out of their sight
But in a blink of an eye, I was gone
And boom! By the rain, my life's done.

Poetry

Once again,
I understand.
I feel.
I yearn.
To read and write,
my own love story
and misadventures
through poetry.