Things I Like About Her

everyone thinks she's just a pretty face
but i know that's not true
it's just one of many things
i like about her

she can keep a conversation alive
without freezing halfway through
she knows when i'm being sarcastic
and plays along fine

we talk about all the random things
and spend hours on the phone
whenever i have a bad day
she's always there to make me smile

when she cuddles with me
it's like holding onto the softest pillow
her kisses are even better
leaves the sweetest taste on my tongue

every time i see her
her hair is a different color
she's always full of surprises
you'll never know what she'll pull off next

these are some of the reasons
why i like my baby girl
but the way her love makes me feel
is why i fall in love with her everyday

I Want More

whenever i see you smile
i want more
the smile has to
stay on forever

and it's the same when you kiss me
i want more
keep kissing me
so that i am breathless

your love is no exception
i want more
love me
till the end of time

let's runaway to an island
i want more
of you
my baby

i'm selfish when i'm with you
i want more
i want you
all to myself

Watching Her Sleep

she asks me to leave
when she goes to sleep
but i don't feel like
leaving her

i watch her fall asleep
and wish i was there
so that she doesn't have to
on her own

my eyes are
glued onto her pretty face
i can't take my eyes away
she makes me smile everyday

and i feel like
i am the
luckiest guy
to have her in my life

sleep tight baby
when you wake up
i'll be here
right next to you

Stories and Lullabies

here i'm waiting
thinking about you
waiting for you
to come back

i am writing
stories and lullabies
to read to you
through the night

when you come back
let me put my
arms around you
and hold you tight

then i'll close my eyes
and pray to the gods
to pause this moment
with you in my arms

Two Shades of Patriotism

saviors of the nation
protectors of the innocent
the country before themselves
is what they try to portray

a war is fought
innocent lives are lost
but they don't care
because it's not their own

a mother weeps for her son
whilst a wife waits for her husband
a son cries himself to sleep
knowing his father would never return

the war seems to be
the answer for everything
even for the starving stomachs

a father skips a meal
to feed his little ones

whilst the countrymen
starves themselves though the days
the saviors party
the nights away

but who are we to question
if we don't sing
the same song as them
our throats are cut
and left to bleed

Betraying My Heart

pondering the thought
to kiss you
or to walk away

all i've wanted
was to savor
your sweet lips

i can't make up my mind
between what is right
and what i want

walking away
is what i'm going to do
to save you from breaking your heart

You're My Reason to Try

when everything is falling
and everyone is leaving
i sit here lost without hope

the light keeps on fading
i keep on thinking
will i ever get out of here

when all seems to be shattered
you come along
and give me a reason to try

with the strength that is left
i get up on my feet
to fight for one more time

waves of your smile
washes the darkness away
leaving behind footprints of love

Me the Poet

come here let me tell you something
it's a bit about how i started to write
my poetry might not be oscar worthy
but it's better than paris hilton's songs

i've got a lot of stuff in my head
so i thought that i should jot them down
it's not always what your folks approve
but hey! it's what's in my head

you can call me pervy
sleazy or dreamy
even brokenhearted at times
but i know that you can relate

i'm not trying to be a robert frost
or a 2pac clone
i'm just giving my thoughts a voice
is there anything wrong with that?

Why the Sudden Interest?

what's with the change of tone
why do you try to sound like you care
don't say that i ruined our future
how can you say i threw it all away

why the sudden interest
is it because
you saw me with someone else

we were over
long time ago
though none of us admitted
afraid to leave our comfort zones

stop trying to relive the past
we are no more
hope you get the message
and stop acting like you care
it's a bit too late for that

Running into a Storm

with you on my right
and her on my left
i keep running into
a big storm

maybe it's strange
that i am not quitting
putting myself through
all this trouble

i don't feel any sadness
only embracing the bitterness
and expecting more heartaches
to fuel up these emotions

maybe i'm tired
of everything being perfect
to be smooth sailing
through life

so let the storm come
and roughen up the sea