Thursday, November 18, 2010

A reward

My fountain of literature seemed to have overflowed tonight. To make things short, I've written three poems tonight, and I shall post all of them here on my blog.
"Because I Regret It All"

Just when I thought I'm the one who only knew
Never did I know you've known  my hidden schemes
I didn't warn you "be careful on what you get into"
'Twas so wrong to make you a character of my games

Because I regret it all
Promising to catch you whenever you fall
To be forever right your side
Ironically I simply lost the fight

You said we'd both win at  the battlefield
"Let's keep our swords and shields"
But if that's a metaphor of you and I
Tell me why your eyes had to say goodbye

It's time to put down the mask
It's time to reveal the disguise
It's time to stop being inspired
It's time to see the sign "game over"
"That Night"
It was us and our friends in a campfire
The crackling bonfire and misty air
Your eyes met mine and we stared
Then we felt the urge to wander away

And we ran happily on the shore
Then we intensively kissed in the mist
My friends were calling us but I wasn't so sure
And you tangled me up in your arms

You laid me down to the beach's sand
And you showed me that intimate daze
I was trembling and fervid that April night
That I wanted to float away

And then rain was slowly dropping down
As you knew what was the back of my mind
We then began happily rolling around
You kissed me bliss so many times

Stormy clouds began to cover the stars
And you kissed me for the final time
Said "our friends are there not too far"
Then we went back to the cabin that night

They asked us where we'd been and we laughed
We'd got nothing to figure out but to lie:
"Just getting fresh air on the raft
Underneath the sparkling stars in the sky"
"Hahaha"

we were playing with our toys on the playground on July 8
suddenly two bully boys came and took them all away
i was in rage that i really wanted to punch them down
because i believe they're natural habitat is the ground
but their mommas were there; did not want to see them cry
so i held the tears back and they laughed but i didn't even try
we were both 8 years old and we would always play
the toys bought by my mom and you'd bring the clays
we then played again on the same playground after that day
but im sorry i didnt know those two boy scouts had stayed
they had their peers with them so we had no choice and went away
you took your lunchbox and shared with me your baked cookies
i as well shared the two packs of milk prepared by my mommy
then the two big fat scouts approached us and kicked sand into our eyes
but hey i had had enough of them so i threw them my cubes of ice
we were having fun just like throwing them balls of snow
the other kids on the playground watched them like a comedy show
but anyway fast forward to high school year one or two
maybe that was three 'coz you've already got a tattoo
you fell in love with a scout who's also in love with you
i even blamed your hormones for getting the best of you
but then the other scout came prouder than he grew
i mean who would've known you would fell for it too?
there wasn't much time for me to offer myself self-pity
'coz hello everybody knows there are so many fishes in the sea
girl maybe you just can't conceive the no one could replace me
did you ever think the one you'd play with at school was the one and only?
did you ever think that you're Cinderella story is just a puppet show?
come on, come on, it's just a flop movie's script waiting to be thrown
don't ever come back screaming "hey i now remember you"
what? expect me to hug and kiss you? who are you?
'coz what i'd only say are the words "ha, boo, boo"
'coz you should've known, you should've known
that i will never buy your precious heart with my shiny crown!!!!

Each poem has their own story to tell. The third poem might be different from its peers, but I like it's playful and old school theme so I intended the grammar quite messy. Oh, by the way, never ask me about the sexiness of second poem, although I believe it's yet the best composition I've ever written. My least favourite is the first one because of it's schmaltzy message.

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