How Does Love End?

In my previous post, I wondered how does love begin through a poem. The poem was written at the onset of a romantic relationship when both parties were still googly-eyed over and couldn't get enough of each other. When love was at its hottest and loveliest. That was written a long time ago and that relationship had already fallen apart a long time ago. 

How Does Love Begin?

(A Poem about a New Love)

How does love begin?

With a single look or a touch?

How could we possibly feel so much?

Good Old Friends

I was feeling sad the other day and had this as my Facebook status:  

It's so sad when the people you think of as your BEST FRIEND keeps on taking you for granted for so many years. Then you eventually feel stupid for holding on to the friendship, forgiving them for their neglect, making up excuses for them, accepting their apologies all the time...every time...refusing to see & accept that you are not really important to them as what they say, even though inside, you're already HURTING so much. It seems...NO... IT IS UNFAIR to your OTHER FRIENDS whom you don't call "best friend" but are always there for you in good times and bad times.

Someone once told me that it is unfair to label some friends as your BEST FRIEND, because it diminishes your other friends. I am inclined to think right now that he was right. But...still believing in the spirit of "best friend", I am glad that I still have one other best friend. And that one, really is the best! :)

 

This prompted me to reflect about GOOD OLD FRIENDS.  

Promises

(A Poem requested by a friend)

What are promises

but mere words slipped from a gifted tongue

No meaning, no sense

yet can leave the heart stung

Ad Interim

(A Poem to an insecure lover)

What do I have to tell you?

What do I have to do?

To ease away your fears

To kiss away your tears

Qualm

(A Poem of Young Love's worries)

Lying flatly on my bed
I tried to get some sleep
But before I shut my eyes
A vision of you peeped

Our Love is Like the Sea

(A Poem for the so much in love)

Our love is like the sea
Peaceful, calm, and beautiful
Just like you and me
Together, we feel so wonderful

A Shape of Love

Here's a silly poem I wrote eons ago... when my life was still all about schools and boys ;)

Go ahead. You may laugh at the silliness of it. I won't take it against you :)

Indecision

(A Poem - written as an advice to a friend)

I know how you feel

Not sure if you will

Continue or not

And it drives you nuts

My Pretty Friend from Hell

(A poem from a teenage girl)

My pretty friend from hell

Still has a thing for you, I can tell

Teasing me and taunting me

With her style as bitch as she

30 Days Back to Love

Why do married couples lose the spark of romance? Is there a way to get it back?

This article suggests 6 easy steps which can be accomplished in 30 days.

Step 1. Name one thing that you would never change about each other — and one thing that bugs you

After so many years of being together, of being too familiar with each other, couples tend to forget what made them fall in love with their partners. At one point, they get to ask themselves, what the heck did I like about this guy??? Hold that thought for a while and dig deeper. Yeah...what did you like about him? Try to remember what started the spark and how it had blown into a fire.

If I Decide to Die Today

(A Poem by a Mistress - emailed to her lover)


If I decide to die today

Here's what my heart has to say...

I lived in constant fears

I breathed in constant pain

I drank my endless tears
Drove me completely insane

A Reflection

(A poem)

In relation to my previous post about reflections during the Holy Week, here's a poem about a reflection I had some years back on a relationship I couldn't decide whether to keep or let go. Here goes...

What are your plans this Holy Week-end?

In the Philippines, we have five days of holidays this Holy Week-end. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Black Saturday, Easter Sunday…and it so happens that Monday is Day of Valor. That is almost one whole week! So what are you going to do with five days of no work?

Some people would do what they call Visita Iglesia and visit uhm… seven churches, I think. Some would march and pray in long processions of life-sized statues of Jesus and the saints. Some would go to some provinces where they hold religious rites or reenactment of the crucifixion. How about you? What are your plans?

Frailty

(A Poem)

Gave my word
Almost a vow
Never... ever
Yet here I am now