The Fight

The Fight

i forgive the stars
for not shining the brightest
at nights when i needed a little
spark of light outside my bed
when my world is at its darkest.

i forgive the rainbow
for not showing up
the day storm took away
my strength, my hope, my dreams
when my world is crumbling down.

i forgive the sun
for forgetting to rise
the morning my soul was broken
by night’s traumatic dreams
and false promises of a better morning
when my world is at a complete halt.

and i forgive myself
for not taking on
the fight anymore.

P. S.

When I saw Reena’s Photo Collage Prompt, I immediately thought of the many battles I fought. The kind of fight seemed to be an endless battle, and I wondered if it was time to just stop. Just stop fighting.

Maybe. Or maybe not.

If ever I do, it doesn’t mean I’m done. It doesn’t mean I’m giving up. Maybe, just maybe, I need to gather more strength again. And come back stronger, better, wiser.



i’m missing you
like the Moon misses the Sun
when it’s out there somewhere
shedding light to the darkest of night.

why do you keep coming back
as the waves keep crashing back on the shore
after its adventurous stint in the farthest sea.

how much longer will you linger over
like a silent thief at night running away
after it has stolen precious gems and pieces of jewelry.

oh, Manila, what’s with you anyway
that someone like me is crazily
enchanted by you?

it’s the memory of you
and of a once beautiful story
unbounded, unscathed
by love’s wrongful ways.

*Manila- the capital city of the Philippines

For Euge’s weekly prompt:

And for David’s prompt:

How Much Longer?

How Much Longer?

i wonder
dearly as i beam
radiantly with pleasure
on a late night
daydream light
will i ever get
the chance
to hold your warmth
for once
or will i just keep
for the thought
of seeing your
waking smile
how much
longer can i hold
this admiring
love i long foretold
to you and to the world?

For David’s Weekly Prompt. Punam is the poet host this week, so i shouldn’t miss this…



your eyes
are like the sun burning fiercely
ablaze with excitement
whenever you see me smile
whenever you are beside me
and just like what they all say
your love is burning
and i am so burnt up
over you.

so let go of everything
abandon yourself to my love
love me
enjoy me
follow me
lean on me.

we will watch as
the skies set on fire.

Why Can’t It Be?

Why Can’t It Be?


why can’t it be?

why can’t we meet

somewhere in the horizon

where the earth and the sky delightedly unite

or, in between the colors of the rainbow

and far beyond the clouds?

even just a little bit under the sky?


just why?

i’ll wait for you with all my warmth and brilliance

smiling upward at heavens, knowing  that

in the honeyed light of the evening, you will be there

blossoming like as a flower blossomed against the pure sunlight

but, why?

just why?

why can’t it be?

i only hope that you too

will wait for me, as you affectionately welcome

the burning hue of the sunset, suggesting the impending night

where you, with all your glory, shines in luster, and  in gleam

please wait, I beg of you, wait,  I supplicate

but, why?

just why?

why can’t it be?

why can’t there be a resting place,

a rendezvous, where we can hold each other

longer, passionately, fervently, ardently

and maybe, just maybe, kiss,

our first kiss

but, why?

just why?

why are we

two star – crossed lovers?

  • says the Sun to the moon-

NaPowriMo Day 28

Our prompt today (optional, as always), is to write a poem that poses a series of questions. The questions could be a mix of the serious (“What is the meaning of life?”) and humorous (“What’s the deal with cats knocking things off tables?”), the interruptive (“Could you repeat that?”) and the conversational (“Are those peanuts? Can I have some?”). You can choose to answer them – or just let the questions keep building up, creating a poem that asks the reader to come up with their own answer(s).

Oh, Dear Mr. Sun

oh, dear Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun
what power you hold
that when we look at you,
you shine brightly as you ever do
your arrogance is felt every step of my way
the arrogance that is truly undeniably charming
for one can never dismiss your beauty in all its gracefulness

oh, dear Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun
how lovely you look today
as if you are God’s morning star
glowing, blazing, shining, flaming
you are by far the most beautiful thing God has ever created
for no one can dismiss the fact that you do wonders all the time

oh, dear Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun
are you a star or just a fiery ball in the sky?
or could you be a glowing medallion hanging
from somewhere we will never know?
one thing’s for sure though, I will never forget you
and that fateful afternoon
where you blazed like a Titan’s fiery wheel in the sky
it was a dazzling with splendor, a heart- swelling moment
for in between the gaps of the window
you shone more brightly than you used to
you were the silent witness of a love
a love that was born, born to last forever

For Kate’s Friday Fun – solar

P. S.

Oh! Dear One is now available in Kobo.Com for pre -order click on the link below

It will go live on Amazon (kindle file and paperback copy) and Kobo (ebook) on the 14th February