a heart like yours

in the vow of secrecy
there is a technical
obvious mishap
causing a spill of honesty
weakness sinking
in grains of lose sand
drowning in the fear
of nonacceptance
forever a misfit
a square peg against
your well rounded heart
though i seek the love
i want to feel
a guarded thumping
is mostly revealed
I’ve seen who you are
introduced me to your soul
but never your heart
it could either be
time says not yet
or i’m not the one
your heart longs to beat
either way,
there is the inevitable blow
but risks are minimal
tiny test compared
if i achieved
a heart like yours
gracefully preserved
in an undying
goodness and bliss.

I am

Fear, taking hold of its tactics
yet I ask the accompanying failures
Of what I’ve done
Or did not do
Decisions based on careful
Considerations, fear at
Primal certainty
Upholds every belief
Forgetting what dhould be
the sweat on my forehead
the pounding in my chest
Not because of love
But fear itself
the unmasked fatality
of oblivious encounters
planned to settle unto
the next lowest form of comfort
ease up the anxiety
escape this world of
decreasing maturity
fear, untangle for prosperity
deeply, i breathe in
soothing, it never seemed to be
oh fear, why am i so afraid
come out from your hiding
let’s settle this, you and i
i look straight to your eyes
there i saw, hidden imperfections
countless obviously
ashamed and proud to admit
my pen of proverbial controversy
spilling out my sins and weakness
i love her, i hate mankind
i am angry, i am negative
releasing what i no longer need
fear, i peel you slowly
for i am building a new me
i am love, i am joy, happiness
i am peace, compassion
and kindness
yes, i am a champion
i am weird
you don’t have to remind me
I am
everything good i strive to be
i’ll keep on growing
growing like a strong sturdy tree
for i am life
i am my own mistakes
and I
had never been
SO ALIVE.

July 07, 2014

Pablo and the cockroach

On a lazy Sunday afternoon
Pablo was pondering
Mesmerizing about
The existence of bees,
Butterflies and birds
“They’re so tiny
Wonderful and marvelous!”

He came across
This little cockroach
He pointed to the bug
Questioned its life
“Why are you here?
You bring nothing but
Sickness and diseases
With all these studies
Surely, they found
Something in you
That’s worthy
Oh, but still!”

Pablo’s puppy
Excitedly barked and
Popped out of the corner
He smiled, joyfully
Picked it up
Gave it a hug
No questions asked

Alas, Pablo reconsidered
“Who am I to dispute
A matter of life
Only ‘coz it made me
Feel uncomfortable
Never understood its worth
What if?
I was that cockroach
And I hold to key
On how we survived
Meteors and dinosaurs.”

June 24, 2014