Archive for December, 2010

A 2011 LOVE LETTER

Posted: December 31, 2010 in POETRY

Dear You-know-who,

Hello.

I’ve been wanting to tell you this since forever. I’ve never requested or opened up about this to you because I know that if you feel that it’s the right time, you will wholeheartedly give it to me without second thoughts. But this time, I feel like I really deserve it. I really really deserve it.

Okay, here goes: I NEED A BOYFRIEND.

Let me explain. I am a believer of love, monogamy and relationships. I know that the love that I have now, is overflowing. Special people in my life already have their fair share: my friends, family and colleagues. But the love I am talking about which I have in my heart has been here for quite a long time and it’s already becoming dormant. I dont want that to happen and I hope you feel the same.

Yes, I’ve been through some rough relationshits way back. I’ve been dumped, been lied to, been hurt badly. But the love that I have in my heart remains the same. You know what I mean. I just want to share it to someone who will appreciate it, will take care of it and will give me more or the same amount of love I am giving him. I hope I am not asking too much. It’s just that I think that it’s not love unless it’s true, unless it’s selfless.

Been there, done that. I’ve been tricked by fools who showed me love. But they were all untrue, selfish love. And it’s always late for me to realize and I always end up losing.

You see, I dont want just anyone. I want someone real, someone who can stay with me for better or worse. I don’t want him to catch a bullet for me, I just want him to stay by my side as I endure life’s pain. I dont need for him to be perfect, a sane mind who can catch up with my insanities is a perfect candidate.

As I write this letter, I know that it’s quite hard to get all of this in one guy. But I know through you, everything is possible. If you can’t answer my prayers, just give me better gifts of understanding and patience. But If you can, there’s no need for him to be in gold wrappers or big ribbons: just let me feel it. For when it’s true and selfless, I would know.

I will love him with all my heart and hypothalamus, but I will still love you more.

Love,
B

After 17 years of waiting, pretty Mr. Charming arrived. It’s not the kiss nor his looks that made me awake. There’s nothing in this world that I would not give, in exchange for that thumbathumping feeling in the left.

IT STARTED.

One day, Mr. Charming lurked into the woods where met a wolf. The wolf liked him and asked if he could give the wolf a smooch. The wolf promised that if Mr. Charming would give in, she will be transformed into a lovely little lovely princess. Because of his being uuhhmmm.. what’s the term? [FLIRT! FLIRT! FLIRT!] Ah, kind! Yes! Because of his being kind, he let the wolf satisfy herself. [Bloods rush. sweat came out, so is the fluid.] and POOF! As promised, the wolf turned into a little… uuuhhh.. princess? lovely? RUMPLETILTSKIN! Having high standards, Rumple asked for his name (which unfortunately, he does not know because I was the only one who’s supposed to know his name). With nothing to answer, Mr. Charming rushed into the middle of the forest.

Several days passed, without food, without water, without dress [OOPPS! I am not supposed to tell that!] He found a refuge, a little shack that sheltered seven dwarves he started calling FREAKS. All’s well in his stay. Not until one day when Happy tried to harrass him under the beanstalk. Because of that, he left the house and tried searching his way out.

-PAUSE-

do you know how to touch a girl?

Is that song familiar? YES.

If you want me so much, first I have to know..

STOP IT! IT’S NO FUNNY! EEEERRRR.. STOP!

Mr. Charming traced the way from where the voice was coming. THERE HE FOUND ME: sleeping inside an egg-inspired fortress, just a window for me to breathe. Unconsciously, I throwed my legendary hair for him to be able to climb up. [FYI this is a defamiliarization: imagine what I’ve given up for him]

On his way up, gaga-me stopped him. I had a better idea. I cut my hair and tied it. It was me who rappelled down.

Because of my stupidity, I looked foolish when I was out of my fortress a.k.a. my prison cell. My hair- almost gone bald. My dress- ripped. My skin- bruised. But with all might, he embraced me. We kissed passionately. From that moment, I am pretty sure that he loves me despite the ugliness in me.

After 17 years of waiting, pretty Mr. Charming arrived. It’s not the kiss nor his looks that made me awake. There’s nothing in this world that I would not give, in exchange for that thumbathumping feeling in the left.

IT CONTINUED.

Mr. Charming introduced me to his family. It was a masquerade ball for all royalties. Unfortunately, when the clock strike 12, I rushed into the door where my flying carpet was waiting. Because of Charming, I have no more Aladdin nor another knight-in-shining-armor: It was him that I need. But at that time, I just have to leave. And I know that I will return. I know he will look for me. I know he’ll search the whole world. BUT…

I’ve waited so long for him to find me. I intentionally left my shoe that night. I was wrong.

After 17 years of waiting, pretty Mr. Charming arrived. It’s not the kiss nor his looks that made me awake. There’s nothing in this world that I would not give, in exchange for that thumbathumping feeling in the left.

IT STARTS TO FADE.

In an all princess’ ball, I’ve met several princesses who was linked with Mr. charming, my Charming, my LOVE. I tried to hide the feeling, that F*CKIN’ FEELING. It over-dwell in me. I can’t stop it! [Oh c’mon! I LOVE YOU! Isn’t it obvious? I have never loved the way I am doing it now!] Still, no sign of freakin Charming.

After 17 years of waiting, pretty Mr. Charming arrived. It’s not the kiss nor his looks that made me awake. There’s nothing in this world that I would not give, in exchange for that thumbathumping feeling in the left.

I’M TRYING TO KILL THE FEELING.

Then one day, Mr. Charming showed up.

with BEAST.

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This is a repost from my hacked blogsite.
Originally written by me 2:05am June 24th 2007.

DEAR BOY

Posted: December 19, 2010 in POETRY
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Dear Boy,

I feel lonely so I wrote a letter for you. I feel it is the right time for me to be happy again.Though I don’t look as good as Brad or Leonardo, the mole on my nose perfectly fits the space. I hope you would like me because I am me and not just because I am liked by the majority. Please also understand that I have tendencies in forgetting dates so spare me if I missed a special day.

Don’t expect me to play basketball like those gym-fit guys, I’m contented with cuddling and wrestling with you. I may not have the perfect body but I assure you, I am as healthy as Manny Pacquiao.

I pray that you’ll love me despite the fact that I am strong outside but the truth is I am shaking to death. Please understand that if I ask for your time, I just want to be with you.

I hope you don’t think I’m asking too much from you. I just want you to know the real me. I’m contented seeing you happy. I’m going to find you, so don’t go anywhere. Stay where you are, in time, i’ll reach you. By the way, my name is Brixx. I know we’ll meet soon.

Kisses,
B

PERFECT POET AWARD- WEEK 34

Posted: December 16, 2010 in POETRY

Writing is the air I need to breathe.
The blood that keeps me going.
But lately I’ve been doing stuffs and things
But I cannot stop, cannot stop writing.
When all these ideas on my mind are flowing.

HIDING ME

Posted: December 13, 2010 in POETRY
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I’ll go into hiding where you wont see me.
Where my shadows are pure darkness
Where my smile will be light
and my breath: life.

I’ll go into hiding and I will flee.
Like a caterpillar on a cocoon
I’ll hide inside
So your thoughts wont bother me
I’ll leave all the hurt, the misery
On floating people’s realm.
So that after the rain,
I can say that the rainbow removed my pain.

I’ll go hiding and lurk on somebody else’s erms
Where fishes are salmons and gems are diamonds.
I’ll go into hiding where I am nobody.
Unlike the butterflies, I need more time to be free,
Three months, give me three months,
And I will be me.

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.

Ask me anything

if both of you are Monogamous and willing to risk it, why not? 🙂

Ask me anything