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 knewNever did I know you've known my hidden schemesI 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 allPromising to catch you whenever you fallTo be forever right your sideIronically 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 ITell me why your eyes had to say goodbye
It's time to put down the maskIt's time to reveal the disguiseIt's time to stop being inspiredIt'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 8suddenly two bully boys came and took them all awayi was in rage that i really wanted to punch them downbecause i believe they're natural habitat is the groundbut their mommas were there; did not want to see them cryso i held the tears back and they laughed but i didn't even trywe were both 8 years old and we would always playthe toys bought by my mom and you'd bring the clayswe then played again on the same playground after that daybut im sorry i didnt know those two boy scouts had stayedthey had their peers with them so we had no choice and went awayyou took your lunchbox and shared with me your baked cookiesi as well shared the two packs of milk prepared by my mommythen the two big fat scouts approached us and kicked sand into our eyesbut hey i had had enough of them so i threw them my cubes of icewe were having fun just like throwing them balls of snowthe other kids on the playground watched them like a comedy showbut anyway fast forward to high school year one or twomaybe that was three 'coz you've already got a tattooyou fell in love with a scout who's also in love with youi even blamed your hormones for getting the best of youbut then the other scout came prouder than he grewi 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 seagirl maybe you just can't conceive the no one could replace medid 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 throwndon'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 knownthat 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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