Poetic Jarold

why?

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:56:00 +0000

Why do I have to feel this way,
even if I don’t have to feel this thing?

Why do I think of you every night,
even if I shouldn’t be thinking of you?

Why do I have to see you to complete my day,
even if I find it hard to see you daily?

Why do I like you very much,
even if you’re not that good looking?

Why do I force myself on you,
even if you have someone else on your heart now?

Why do I have to long for you each day,
even if I know that you’ll always be away from me?

Why do I love you very much,
even if we’re not meant for each other?

I wish you could tell me why!

the feeling remains

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:50:00 +0000

I kept on watching you vigilantly,
wherever you are I spy you patiently,
in the hallway, corridor, lobby and even on the streetside,
but I still don't know until when I'll hide,
the extreme desire I kept inside,
inside my heart and inside my mind.
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I wonder if you ever tried to take discernment,
of all my vexing and awkward movements,
coz lately you act so differently,
you even make unlikeable demeanor apparently,
I don't know if I'm going to believe it,
or is it just part of my discomfit?
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Whatever it be I will not vanish this feeling,
inside my heart that I've been longing,
but I comprehend that I'm only up to the fence,
no more to regret nor to be incense,
but the sweetness will remain delightful -
forever endearing, cheerful and hopeful.

kay hirap pala

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:49:00 +0000

Sa nagdaang kapanahunan sana'y batid mong sinisinta kita
Araw'y di pinalalampas kung di ka napaliligaya
Bawat saglit namang di ka nasusulyapan
Ay para bagang kay laking pagkukulang
---
Subalit ako'y pawang di napapansin
Kahit anong aking gawin upang magkalapit
Pagkat para sa iyo ako'y isang dayuhan lamang
Na nasasalubong mo sa iyong pagdaraan
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Kaya't sinubok kong mawaglit ka sa isipan
Mag-isip ng ibang bagay na mas kagigiliwan
Mga bagay na papawi sa aking lumbay
Ngunit kay hirap pala na sa isip ko ika'y mawalay.

sa piling mo

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:48:00 +0000

'Di ko mamalas na dagling kalimutan ka
pagka't sa aking isipan ay ikaw lang talaga
Ang maamong ngiti ng iyong labi at
mala-anghel mong pisngi
Nagbibigay sigla sa bawat araw na ika'y
natatanglaw
Nawa'y iyong mawari and aking kagalakan
sa bawat pagkakataong ika'y natatanaw.
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MInsan sa isang pagkakataon
sana'y ako'y nasa piling mo
Umaagapay sa iyong kanlungan
upang yakapin ka.
Sa piling mo'y
wala nang mahihiling pa
wala nang masasabi pa
kundi sana'y mapawalang hanggan
ang minsan na ito.
---
Sana'y mayakap sa gabing ito
na tila ika'y aking pag-aari
At dadamhim ko ang iyong mga hawak
na kay tagal ko nang inaasam-asam
Sana'y maramdaman sa iyo
ang kaligayahang inaasam ko
dahil sa piling mo
wala nang mahihiling pa.

beauty and ugly

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:46:00 +0000

Gaze at me and you will see an ugly silhouette,
but quest my midst and you will see a beauty within.
Look at my countenance and you will see inferiority,
but look at my heart and you will see great superiority.
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Reflect on a mirror and you will see fairness,
but touch your heart and you will see formidable dirt.
Face on a profound water and you will see tenderness,
but seek yourself and you will never find it.
Why?
Because you never try to adore God's creation,
you never appreciate some of His masterpieces,
you only praise the charm of your looks,
and tend to forget the pleasure of camaraderie.
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One day you'll wake up and find yourself
in the middle of nowhere.
Nothing visible, the entire vicinity is dim
Nobody to talk to, nothing to entice the gloom.
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But try to love all the good fruits around you,
never find ugliness in everything you perceive.
You will see yourself and evreything magnificently alluring,
in this paradise of reality - where beauty is within and
ugliness is cast out.

to forget you

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:41:00 +0000

You know that I love you so much,
You know that I care for you that much,
You know that I'll do everything for you,
You know that I always think of you,
You know that I want you to be with me,
You know that the letters you receive comes from me,
You know that I am willing to help you in your difficulties,
You know that you can share with me your anxieties,
You know that I like your pretty face,
and you know that I love you for what you are
but...
I know that you don't really love me so,
I know that you don't care for me,
I know that you'll do nothing for me,
I know that you never think of me,
I know that you don't want to be with me,
I know that you don't like the letters coming from me,
I know that you won't help me in your difficulties,
I know you won't share with me your anxieties,
I know that you don't like my ugly face,
and I know that you'll never love me, in anyway or anyhow.
So maybe I'll just have to forget you,
even if I still love you very much.

in heart, in mind

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:39:00 +0000

There's an extreme feeling within my heart,

that somehow I can't comprehend.

I can't figure out where this feeling derives.

It seems to be blur, obscure and dimly dull,

But I'm hoping that I will soon realize,

What this feeling truly means,

Coz it might be the key and answer

To all the questions I have in mind.

special someone

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:37:00 +0000

Gloomy occurence set on my pace
Insurmountable barriers lead me to a maze
Horrible nightmares put me on a daze
Loaded hindrances got me in a chase.
---
But time came and a redeemer saved me
Rayed my aisle and guided me through
the brightest firmament and the summit of zenith;
and nursed me then with mildness and caress.
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Since then my existence is filled with gaiety
My grinning lips overwhelmed my griefs
I have found tranquility within my soul
And a sweet caress of love from that. . . . .
special someone.
This poem is dedicated to God Almighty...

felicity

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:33:00 +0000

Since the first day
I saw your grinning face and
your endearing charms,
I know at that juncture
you are the one,
to give me hope and
courage in a life to pursue.
We've never been close,
we've never been together,
but I know that some time ahead
our roads will meet, if when,
it doesn't really matter.
What's important is that
there will be a fulfillment
in our sought relationship.
And the moment it will be granted,
I'll never let a false fate
destine us to unbond and
try to disrupt my long
longed eternal love.
The love that will provoke
my missing goal in life --
to attain felicity.

not at all

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:31:00 +0000

I always adorn myself in front of you,
but you never give enough affection.
I always make you special in my life,
but you never seem to care.
I always write you letters,
but you never respond.
I always bestow you my help,
but you never give me gratitude.
I always long for you caress,
but you never offer it to me.
I always put you as my inspiration,
but you never know I do.
I always ignore your annoying words,
but you never apologize.
I always put you in my mind,
but you never think of me.
I always utter your sweet name,
but you never speak of mine.
I always want to talk to you,
but you never dare to listen.
I always wait for your answer,
but you never let me hear what.
I always am in love with you,
but you love me not at all.

relinquish my love

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:27:00 +0000

Eversince the day to you
I twitched evincing my emotion;
you never seem to discern
how much I care or
how much I love you.
Whenever I drew nearer to you,
you never take heed in apparent.
If I converse you reply in folly.
No matter how assiduous I am
in winning your heart,
you'll never learn and I
know you never will.
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When will I try to comprehend
that you don't really love me, and
that you don't really care for me?
Because in your heart is someone else
more special than me,
more glamorous than me,
and more likely to be lovelier than me.
So to you I ask this very last query,
will I ever have a chance or
will I just have to relinquish my love for you,
F O R E V E R. . . . .?

amazingly perplexed

noreply@blogger.com (Jarold) — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:21:00 +0000

Abysmal thinking I am into,
incomprehensible it seems.
To be or not to be,
guess Shakespeare's telling me.
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Expressive countenance eyed by these four walls,
embracing burden this lonely cot does,
drizzle tippling the confiding pillow,
dreaming valentine this cerebrum yearns.
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Oh what, who, when, where and why?
This love-shaped my oh my!
To be or not to be,
guess Shakepeare's telling me.