Residual

I know we said we done,
but really, am I?
My words in that moment
would raise as a reminder
the meaning of my words.
But really, am I?
I still think about you.
The thoughts of what we could've been
is now unbearable.
I'm holding back tears
every time my words reminds me of my words.
Sorry that I still want you.
I know you probably do not
but I have an enduring soul
that would want you back again
after the first kiss.
Maybe I really do
Maybe I really do want to feel the side of your head
around my chest again.
Maybe I want to listen
to how your day went again.
Maybe I want to kiss your lips
with all the love in mine again.
Maybe I want to sleep beside you
and chill on the joy of your river.
But really, do I?
Do I want to cry like I did
when you left me alone all the time?
Do I want to complain like I did
when we got lost in words?
Do I want o continue apologizing
and never be forgiven?
but really, do I?
You left pieces of yourself in me
that keeps reminding me
of why my words meant a lot that one time
when your couldn't find us again.

Till I Die

I will cheer you up
Every morning, I will sing your favorite songs
The ones that makes your hands clap
And your sour hips wave
Sometimes I look in your eyes
Searching for that weakness
That piece of pain you've kept hold of
All these years just so I won't lose it
Then again, like all else
You gave up your youthful self
All the men knocking on our door
Buying me biscuits and chocolates
And all the toffees
The late night groanings
After you let them go away
You use to be without doubt
The most beautiful optimist
That I happen to sink your ship of dreams
Even now so!
With every bit of wrinkle and tire
Even now so!
You walked me down the aisle
And cried unto the preaherman to bless me
The only thing left in your life
I became the only reason you kept trying
Cleaning floors after drunkards and liqours
As the struggles of the day extended the night.
So till I die, I will cheer you up every morning
Count every tear you kept hold of
And replace them with your smiles.
Take you out on expensive dates
In beautiful colours and places
And dance my soul out with you
Till all the nights end

Before She Said I Do

It was the eve of her wedding
Her cheeks kept glowing
And her smile grew beautifully
The thoughts of spending
The rest of her life
Sleeping beside the love of her life
Realising that another soul
Is willing to hold her tight
And grow old together
Then She fell in love again
"Hey!" he said,
"I know you and I aren't about poetry
Or any romantic bullshit
But the sound of your voice
Knocks me the hell out"
As she reminisce
She's found her soul mate
The man of her dreams
Her warmth of the cold night breeze
Her hugging buddy
As she walk down the aisle
She smiled at him and said
"I want to grow old together
Sit on a bench in front of our house
Judging everyone passing by
I want to have kids with you
And when they grow stubborn
We will gang up against them together
I want to share what's left of first
Our first house, our first car
Our first fight and our first make up
Our first child and our first dog
I want all of this with you
And even when the love is dying
Even when the jokes aren't funny
I promise you I won't stop trying
Counting on every milestone
Of each stage of our story"
She smiled as her cheeks grew red
Trusting in every word her soul speaks
As she's found a man
Worthy of what's left of love and trust
Able of accepting her madness
And has the faintest idea
Of her thoughts!

Don't Hit, Please!

By my deeds, I might have flawed
But my face is flawless
So please don't hit me
Let me sleep with both eyes
Let my tears flow only with joy
And nightmares of unicorns and full moons
Let the loudness of my voice
Be of songs and amazing laughter
Let my youthful self
Be filled with memories
I'd long to remember
Let my heart boast of love
And my soul be free in deeds
Let me walk among my peers
With my head high
Even as I become faulty
Please don't hit me
Please don't abandon me
Please don't curse me
Please!