When I met YOU
Got nothing to do in this cold freaky Tuesday morning. After work, if got no further plans for the day, you can catch me stock on my portable and reading my entries. At one point of time, I caught myself scanning on my saved files ’till I saw the poem that I’ve written for a friend whom I secretly had a crush with as has his prologue on his billetdoux. I remember him this time but I don’t remember the feeling anymore. But I would like to feel it once more.
This POEM is dedicated to the guy who gave a spark in my eye. WHOEVER YOU ARE that might be reading this and would feel something in YOUR Heart, you HIT the SPOT! It’s for you, MY BOY!
This is the second time I made a poem for you, if you have not read it, here. Now, that’s a double treat for you! Can I win your heart? Don’t worry, writing something about you is a satisfaction to my hungry and thirsty love apetite. AND IF YOU HAPPENED TO REALIZE THE WORTH OF IT, I MIGHT BE LUCKY TO HAVE YOU AS MY PRICE!
The Full-length of the poem:
Do you mind playing the video down below while reading it?
(You’re Tattooed on My Mind, Boy *this time*)
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I have been across the world
Searching for every kind soul to bear
And one day I met you in disguise
In doubt if I’m worth to be your new pal.
You’re kind and sweet to me
Never seize the day without thinking of you
We became friends without a deal
I believe for sure it’s neither a kick nor a hit
I felt so lucky, I found you
So down to earth, so brilliant, so caring
I was sent by God to watch you
But I fell and broke my wings
You helped me up to stand
And now I’m your Angel with broken wings
Unable to leave your side, I stay
For you have made me fall for you
I wish I could be with you every night
Watch you fall asleep and whisper you good night
If you ask me how much I adore you,
I won’t say anything, I’ll just take your hand,
Fill the gaps between your fingers
And hold you ’til all your doubts are gone.
When I get to heaven, I know just what to do
I’ll spend eternity watching over you
That’s when I met you.
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ARE YOU STILL CLUELESS WHO YOU ARE?
really nice X…
here’s what i got for you..hehhe
bitaw, this is just the saddest post i’ve posted ever since…
i know that you knew what was going on with us… and i apologize for everything…i don’t wanna make it an issue anymore. We are friends and i think both of us should keep it that way.
here you go.. enjoy! =)
http://punkies07.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncertainties-realizations-et-al.html
Lance
@Lance:
Could you further elaborate it? Still lots of things running in circles on my mind. Just secretly PM me if you want to say something… or can we sit with a cup of coffee for this? Or no need… It’s your call…
no need.. =)
wow ha! naa na kay pa-poem2x ron x. pero bilib ko kay wa koy talent ug poetry. hehe
i hope your poem hits mr. right!
@Lance: Accepted…I’ll soon have a chance to talk to you… hehehehe
@Kat: Duh, oi…it doesn’t require any talent to write one oi… when you feel it, flaunt it! I still believe anyone could write their own poem. I’m a contemporary poet (char!). I make my own style… hehehe… Well, hope he reads it! Feel nako, wala pa… hehehehe…
oi akong do wentworth miller. wahhee! crush diay ni nimo cya. igat jud ka da. ahahahahahah!
I miss prison break, yahoooo!
@Keith: Not that much, but the guy that I’m talking about has the same features of him in terms of look…I was enamored with the guy’s personality and I don’t know why. Duh, I can’t specify na jud… I know, he might read this… hehehehe… basta…
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