Raging Ivy

I’ve waited for the rain, disguised as a storm

The thunder gave it away, so I closed my windows

I’m rattled and my shelter is shaking

The panels are brittle, and the rumbling steps in

I can’t go to sleep and the noise can’t be conquered

The dogs outside started crying

After wild whip from the dark sky

The moon remains idle and the sun is on the other side

This monster got me on the edge

And isn’t aware of his victory

The final thunderstorm is about to struck

The world will break and reality altered

Anyone, everyone, embrace that noise

I want to crush it, we want it all

Men and women, tame your demons, put them in the cage

This is nothing more but an obstacle from the man who made this place

No tricks on my sleeves and no weapons to sheath

Just the idea of dreams and the fact that I believe

Pain is not a bully and it’s not asking for trouble

Either we charge or pain leaves us idiots that mumble

I’ve waited for the rain

And I got caught by the storm, nowhere left to run

I’m not after the rainbow

So come at me, COME AT ME! LET’S GO!

First Day Thoughts

 

My mom told me, I entered the world crying

I guess that’s how it is for most babies

My father told me I gave em a little smile

What was going on in my head that time?

See, dwelling in the past is hard

You either get answers or you seek answers

Memories aren’t always that good

And I’ve had my share of bad ones

Every time I remember what my dad told me

I enter a frustrated state of mind

I’m never going to get the answer I want

But that’s not the case anymore

You see I met this girl, a woman

And she gave me answers

Nobody can tell me I’m wrong

Because this is my answer

Dad, I smiled a lot when I was a baby

I smiled at you and mom

But, I’m pretty sure that first day smile

I was thinking of her and her smile

Next to Always (Always part 2)

Hey love, I saw you today, from up here. You are still beautiful as the day I first saw you. You got my favorite flowers, maroon shaded tulips. I’m actually growing a garden here, filled with roses, white ones, your favorite. I want you to take your time there and enjoy each coming day. I told you before right? That I will always be waiting for you. Two turning points now, that we have been together. The first time I told you I loved you and the time I put a ring on your finger. I’ve waited at home and I’ve waited down the aisle. Patience got nothing on me. I remembered being an impatient and stubborn man. But now, I’m excited and cheerful as I wait for you. Once again, no rush and take your time.

I remembered the day you got mad at me. I’m sorry, I really am. But I was getting worried and my head was about to explode. I just wanted to know you were ok. I have a confession, when I said I was sorry, I wasn’t actually feeling bad, I mean a little. But I was happy that you were ok.

I’ve always dreamed of spending my life with you. There were times when hope goes away, but I always knew it would come back. Man… I am the happiest man on earth, that I get to cry looking at you while waiting for you down the aisle.

I’m writing new poems and even short stories about you, the love I have for you and the love we share. I can’t wait for you to read them. Some of them may not appear as sophisticated and inspired by literary critics, but this is how I feel and these are the words.

Oh no, it’s going to start raining. Did you bring an umbrella? Oh good, you have one. I remember how worried and frustrated you felt, when you would lose the flowers I gave you. Love, it’s alright, I wanted to give them to you, because I know that would cheer you up. Please don’t beat yourself up over that. You gave me the greatest gift of my life, you stayed with me in love for forever.

I remember that thing you said to me when I made the promise of the Endless Flowers. “Are you sure? That’s gonna take up a whole lot of your time if you did it every day. Please don’t burden yourself with that.” I wanted that burden, I wanted the challenge of buying and picking out flowers for you. I have a confession by the way. Remember the Camellia I gave you that one day? I kind of stole them from our neighbors. Man good thing they didn’t see me right? When I said I wanted to be creative, I was actually going to say resourceful, I think I got lost of the word I wanted to say.

The sky is getting gloomier and rain is about to fall. You should head home and maybe pour yourself some coffee. I know you love sodas, but you’re not 21 anymore. I love you and I will see you tomorrow.

It’s great up here and there’s a man waiting for you and wanting to meet you. I’ve told him many stories about you. Some nights you stay still while sleeping, while some nights you take up the whole bed. I also told him about your love for fried chicken. Talking to him and hearing what he has to say, makes me so calm and at peace. He said, that he thinks we are one of the best couple to walk this earth. He was telling the truth, but he also said that to many friends of mine up here. I’m sorry I can’t be with you down there and I can’t thank you for bringing me those flowers everyday. Many petals you leave behind actually found their way up here. I have them with me and I can’t wait to show you.

I’m sorry I can’t bring you flowers right now after the promise I made. The man told me that you would understand and I think you did. Thank you for the flowers, they’re beautiful, just like you and your soul. Love, I’m not gone, I will never leave you. Right now, I’ll watch over you and if I have the chance whisper to you. I don’t want to spook you. But I am here, even if you can’t see me, I am here. Even if you can’t hand me the flowers, I am here. I told you always right? I am always here.

ALWAYS (part 1)

I walked around the corner to buy from our favorite flower shop. I got you your favorite, maroon shade tulips. The prices have gone high since we started dating, do you remember that? I passed by the park where we would meet in secret for our spontaneous date. I remember the way you would call me late at night so you can sing me a song. You said your voice was terrible, but not to me. Every chord you struck of your guitar and every high note you can’t reach, I feel in love with you deeper and closer.

Remember the day I got mad at you because you called my office like 5 times to check if I clocked out of work? Then when you finally got in touch with me, you started screaming with that annoying, worrying, and loving voice. I told you my battery died and you apologized. You told me, you were worried something happened to me.

To be honest and I’m sorry for this. I thought we won’t end up together. How relieved and happy I am that it is you, in front of me, as I said my vows. You always waited for me to fall asleep first, no matter how tired you are. You said you wanted me to go first so you can look at me well rested and that completes your day.

I loved the poems you wrote for me about shooting stars, saving someone’s life, falling in love, and staying in love. I read them all the time, kinda like an endless book with no final page.

It’s raining today and I’m on my way, don’t worry I have an umbrella here. You promised me, from the day we got married that you will always bring me flowers. And so you did. I’m sorry if I lost some of the flowers you gave me, I guess they withered away. Some petals are stuck in the book you gave me on our first valentine’s date as a married couple. You had no idea the stress and burden I carry everytime I lost a flower. However, I didn’t mind that heavy feeling, I wanted the burden.

I still remember the words you said to me, when you said you’d be giving me flowers every day. “I’m afraid to make this promise, but I will, because I know it will make you happy and I want to make you happy all the time. In times of doubts, heavy rains, sickness, depression and boredom, I want to cheer you up with a flower every day, always.”

I also remembered that incident we had with our neighbors. Remember that? The flower shop was close and also the one near the city. You were going to be late for work and still no flower. You grabbed a pair of scissors peeked over the fence and started snipping flowers from their backyard. I think those flowers were camellia. You left them in the table with a note, “sorry love, flower store’s close, needed to get creative.” I really didn’t know what you meant with creative or maybe you were just lost of words to write. Then the man on the house next door came knocking and reported the deed you did. I felt so bad that I had to explain the promise you made me. And wouldn’t you know, he found it sweet and let me keep the flowers.

Ohhhh, it’s getting late and I think rain is about to pour. I love you always and I will come back tomorrow. I want to finish what you started, now that you are gone. You were right, life is cruel. Death made you break your promise, but of course that was inevitable. You know what I realized and what made me the happiest woman alive? You said to me that you’d bring me flowers “always” not until the end. I leave the flowers here by your side. If the petals are blown away, I want you to see them fly.

Start in the Middle

I’ve always wanted to tell stories.

I’ve always had this strange dream of having a giant screen and being able to watch all existing stories. What happened to Amelia? The daily life of Nelson Mandela when he served 27 years behind bars. During the last supper, did any of the disciple or Jesus Christ burped after eating? It would have been the greatest movie of all times and timelines. Beginnings, turning points, climax, plots, montage, conversations, endings, and more. These stories make sense to me and I’m pretty sure to others as well. If they don’t, feel free to contradict, criticize (criticise in Australia), or question the messages I provide. Just like many people, I want to change the world. This is my beginning and there will be an ending. Enjoy the stories. Godspeed and have a productive day ahead.