     
UnTiTLEd
One day in my journey through
life you came.
You perked me up then suddenly
everything's not the same.
I was wondering what made me
felt this way,
And it's getting stronger day by day
by day.
I asked the Lord is she really
the GiRL?
And the Lord replied through a song,
"Only time will tell"
Days has passed and led into weeks,
Still waiting for that never
ending time's right tick
"patience is virture" I remember
a wise saying goes,
As this loving feeling deep
within me grows.
Feeling that even time
can't alter,
As the way I feel it,
It never will falter
So, as I wait for the right
time to come, patiently,
My Love for you will grow
unendingly.
Van
GLaNce a kiSs
The tide recedes
and the shore was once again
without his embrace.
The night was dead silent between us.
Why is it that I feel closer to you,
you seemed like a child with your smile,
yet a woman in your silence.
I do not understand what draws me near,
like the tide as it glance a
kiss on the shore.
Be not saddened by the ebb,
for every movement you made was felt.
The moment was made not of nothing,
it was consumed because it was made
to be conceived.
Do not shroud urself to me,
do not hide upon the rock that that
made you strong.
Let not your pride fend the wind that
blows your hair,
I wish to feel its texture upon my fingers,
cuddle you to sleep, be with you
in your dreams,
wrap you upon the safety of my arms.
How I picture we could be one,
neither the shore nor the tide.
But for now, I lay motionless,
waiting for wherever the waves may sent me.
Search what is hidden, clear my path,
do what is it to be done,
trod the roads of uncertainty.
I cannot speak of forever,
for there is no such thing in this cosmos.
but I can speak of the present
and what of what I feel.
That very first moment that I hugged you,
It was made not out of anything else...
It was made to be felt.
buHawi
iN tHe siLencE oF
tHe hEaRt
Alone in the darkness of my misery,
crouched behind the walls that made me a prisoner.
Staring upon windows that could have shed light
upon my empty room.
Waiting for the knob to be turned and the door
to be opened.
Hearing little sighs,
Imagining little wishes,
Feeling every pound and listening to every lapse
of my heart beat,
every lapse becomes longer.
How I wish it would just stop,
so as to liberate me of my pains.
Memories of happiness sometimes linger,
though I cannot remember if they are real.
When was the last time I smiled with my heart?
I do not know, for I can't see any traces
of happiness in him,
All that can be seen is a scorged, battered,
bleeding soul.
How I wish to come back to those times,
wherein I learned to smile,
feel the strain upon my cheeks,
almost deafen by the laughters.
Reminscin the times as pictures passes my mind,
looking back...
I have streched my arms to touch it again,
only to find out they're only ripples in my cunning mind.
It pained me to think they have passed,
It excruciates me to know they can no longer be mine.
Here as I stand inside the walls of my being,
walk along the streets of my memories,
see every scene of what was there,
face what is it that I fear,
and feel every love that I had received,
for it is my only consolation to this dimension.
One day, when it all stops,
I shall gather it all and present it to myself
and see what have become of me.
buHawi
aN EndLess eMbRace
Another Lonely night within my darkened room
staring at pictures of us
as we cruise upon tides of goodtimes
I hope slumber visits me
counting my way to sleep
only to find your face in the end of every count
what is it with you that bothers me
I'm sure I've never noticed this before
why so sudden, barge inside my faculty
you are so near yet I can't hold you
your fragrance haunts me in every breath I make
I can still feel your cheeks as it sleeps on my shoulder,
your hands, as it touches mine,
your arms, as it entraps me in its care,
your laughters and silent smile that fills my emptiness,
your beauty that surpasses the sunrise,
everytime I set my eyes upon you.
your grace that shy away the clouds as you move
your hair as I run my fingers through them
oh piffle...
maybe it was just another night of imaginings
though every night was filled with longing
longing of things I cannot hold
visuals of things I cannot comprehend
My emotions lay in chaos
having no idea on where to stand
true maybe, action speaks louder than voice
but sometimes we need to hear what we see,
thus concluding what we feel
I just wish I can cuddle you in an endless embrace
and tell you what my mind conjures
and of what my heart mumbles
lay it all into conclusion
then and there maybe my mind shall be put to rest.
buHawi
LoVe
I have sought love, first because it brings ecstasy
ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed
all the rest of life for a few
hours of this joy, I have sought it, next,
because it relieves loneliness.
I have sought it finally, because in the union
of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring
vision of the heaven that saints
and poets have imagined.
yet love costs only love
no sweat, no toil.
It is not always easy
to love, and harder to be loved
until you know the truth.
To get your love you pay
with love.
Love is not something to argue, reason and
to bargain about,
it is something to give, to feel.
Love is the doorway through which the
human soul passes from selfishness to
service and from solitude to kinship with all mankind
Love does not consist in gazing at each other
but in looking together in the same direction.
Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the
holiest right of the soul, the golden link
which binds us to duty and truth, the
redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles
the heart of life, and is prophetic of eternal good
There is'nt much that
I have learned,
and less that I have
known...
but this I know; Love
shares its joy,
and can't exist alone.
buHawi
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