And feel the warmness of your skin while I hold your hand
I yearn to hear u whisper to me underneath these starry skies
If only for this one night, it is only you that I could want.
What kind of foolish prayer can I send the stars above,
For them to see, how much this heart has been longing
From counting all the moments, I would wish to have..
Will the moon, tell me when does the passion stop from trying?
Yet the nocturnal reality has always kept me waiting
Bringing forth more elation of desire for me to see,
the one that exhumes my ardent love, glowing and inspiring..
why has Fate has meant for this to be..
-"Enal" (FYI, its one of my highschool pen names, duh?hehe)
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Well when you're bored and you just want to pretend you're inlove with somebody (or am i??)..creativity just kicks in.
Actually, I used to write poems as well as collect them when i was in highschool, and i would always use my pen name "Enal" well it was a nickname given to me by a good friend, natalia, well i thought it was kinda boyish but i liked it anyway. I would even write poems about everyhting, for friends..of course most of the time for my crushes. Well, when you're young and you think you're inlove, you're into mushy things. I even remembered the last poem I did in Highschool, it got published for the public newspaper, well honestly it was supposed to be for a guy i had a big crush on, but i did want to admit it to my friends, because the guy was kinda ugly at that time, and my friends would laugh at me (well we were so immature then), so i asked my friend (who was the school editor at that time) to publish it as anonymously done. Unexpectedly, the poem created a big controversy. Evryone wanted to know who was behind the poem and who made it. They were so curious about its identity. well two years after highschool, i admitted to the guy that it was me..but when he asked me why i did it..I was stifled with an answer.."I dont know"..
I have always believed poems that are done wholeheartedly are the sweetest thing a woman can receive, (of course next to flowers)..I never had a poem given to me, that was originally done by a guy, I mean, there was once before, but that guy never meant what he said, probably he copied it from a Hallmark card or a poem collection (how pathetic is that? hehe) . I want a poem which a guy would literally pour his heart out, never mind if its not so great or it has grammatical errors, as long as its not just a few lines, i mean if it comes from the heart for once, it means probably more than anything. But of course, to wait for such a poem for me would take ..about..10 years? 50 years? these days, most guys don't even dare.
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thanks samantha, ur comments are welcome anytime,
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