Wednesday, February 10, 2010

a hearts dilemma

A HEARTS DILEMMA
by: mhereal


Looking at you at a distance
makes my heart dance
every beat speaks your name
every pump erases all worries and pain.

Every time you pass by
I also feel my heart fly
and every smile you show
makes my world go slow.

I know it's stupid
I know it's wrong
but what if I'm on my way believing
that I am already falling.

I don't want to
but what can I do?
if that's the way you make me feel
and if I take it just too real.

That every morning, as I wake up
the thought of you makes me pause and stop
every time I close my eyes
all I see is you and me.

Why do I keep on dreaming?
Why does my heart keep on hoping?
dreaming the impossible
hoping like a fool.

Constantly, you're on my mind
 making you a part of me
and no matter what I do
day by day, I just keep on missing you.

Am I into something?
Is this a feeling worth having?
A song worth singing?
Or just a tear not worth shedding?

The day I saw you with her
my heart started breaking
and in silence I cry, thinking
 Why is love so damaging?

Since that day
I avoided this feeling
I now learned that love can be so tormenting
seeing my own self slowly dying.


And now I know
dreams can't become realities
there is no such thing as fantasy
and fairy tales are only stories.
Time heal all wounds
they often say
others may say it'll soon be okay
but what if the wound stays?









: for the best mom ever...

A DAUGHTER'S POEM
by: mhereal

Dark clouds are coming
I know, rain will soon be pouring
Lightning will soon be striking
Strong winds will soon be blowing.

And as darkness covers my all
I look around for some soul
But I saw no one here
I now feel so alone and bare.

I tried to run and hide
But every time I make a stride
I always stumble that's why I cry
Feeling my heart making a long sigh.

Suddenly I saw some light
Made by a torch shining so bright
I looked around and found you running
You stared and found me crying.

You knelt down and hugged me
You covered me with warmth
Making me feel secured
Shielding me from the storm.

Immediately, just like magic, darkness is gone
The storm now calmed
I looked up and found you still there
I know you wont leave me scared.

Thank you Mom
For all the things you have done
For protecting me from all harm
and for always keeping me warm.

Thank you Mom 
For the stories and tears we have shared
May it be a lesson to learn
Or just a feeling to burn.

And now that I know
Your support will never withdraw
I gathered another strength to go on
Fighting like a warrior with a great home.

Every step I take
Every goal I make
I know you're always there
Giving me strength with your stare.

I love you Mom
I always will
I promise not to leave you
Even in your deepest sorrow and despair.

I'll always be your only girl
And you'll always be my best Nanay
Don't worry I wont leave you astray
Even when your hair gets gray.

I promise to love you forever Mom
And never will my promise be gone
And you know one thing is for sure
I love you beyond any time and space.


I love you Mom
I love you true
I know I'm blessed
For I have you.




...one of my fears...

FEAR OF BEING A MEMORY

When I was still a little child
I really like to run and hide
So that I cannot taste and see
The real world just in front of me.

And when I begin to grow-up
I have learned when to go and stop
So that I can safely survive
In this traffic road full of lives.

When I think of my tomorrow
Certain coldness and sadness grew
Really have a lonely feeling
I want to keep on denying.

Beyond tomorrow, what could be?
Will I still gonna face and touch thee?
Will I still laugh really loud and lively?
Or simply be a memory.




WHAT TO EXPECT




 What To Expect

             You may be wondering what is my theme for my blog. Well, honestly, I don't know what to write to a blog since I'm new to blogging. But as the days pass by, I have gained some ideas on what can be my theme for my blog. In order for me to be original, I thought of sharing some of my "handmade" poems.

             I consider poems as an expression of ones feelings and beliefs. It's an expression of what you're thinking and even what you're experiencing. I love to write poems because it makes my mind work and it also unleashes my feelings. Poems make me express myself, my feelings and my ideologies.

             I hope you would enjoy reading my poems.