Just Because I Love Metaphors

Questions that I ask or asking questions that I simply can’t say right.

If one is to choose between being a planet, a rock or a terrestrial body, should you choose to stay in orbit, in a planned path and whirl away for the entirety over a millennia!??

Or be that curious rock to move out, deviate or bend away and risk hitting another on its path!??

What would you be!??

So as to choose to become the moon who stood all those years, aging in all of the centuries that passed, standing still in its orbit, hit by a million rocks, meteors and extra terrestrial debris from all of the corners of the vacuum space staining it’s once pure atmosphere and what makes of now those dark sides, craters from the smallest to biggest of them all yet amidst the clamor of the oddity that it has it never waivers the beauty that it gives, the awe to those 7 billion spectators or so every night unnerved to what it has gone through all these time.

Or be that one comet, that one special material of pure rock, ice & a bolus of hardened dust, formed from another bigger one who unknowingly chose to be cut off from the rest, leaving away to wander off space, spend its life travelling and when the right time comes be seen in its most grandiose moment, streaking away the endless night with such exquisiteness to admire to those with the time to lay past and look up the sky.

To what extent would you be!??

Say, if there’d be a choice between to be an astronomer whose life revolved in the study of stars, planets and everything beyond that is the universe, to think of what possible beings live farther to the reaches of the naked eye, delving to deeper knowledge in the understanding of what makes the system where our world stands and what more discoveries should be made, explorations started and wisdom gained. All these ideas, thoughts and wonderings clumped in the safe harbor of books, instruments, technology and the wide open corners of a laboratory.

Or be that chosen astronaut, trained and specialized to withstand nature’s elements, gain experience in flight and mechanical expertise to make it to space, be on that vessel that would carry all the knowledge imparted by those astronomers and make sure that it does it’s purpose of travelling and getting valuable information in the vacuum that is the universe.

And so, choose what of the one who think or the one who does!??

These are merely questions, to ask, and do inquiry. 

The Forest Is Where I Hide.

The place I live is filled with moss,

Rocks lined the slow running stream,

And from afar a meadow of fresh grown grass embraces the ground.

Flowers of red, violet and orange hue decorate the pond it slightly hides,

Oh beauty to see this rare wonder to the eyes.

Yet not one has seen the pebbles that welcome visitors of lost,

Not one word was told that such place exist,

Or what lies beneath the darker bush that stands.

This is the place I live, a beautiful one,

Yet all to marvel seems lost...

For a place like this is never known to the world.

There is hidden land inside that green dense of barky trunks,

There is a place not one knows.

That place is where what hides, that place is where I grew up.

ILY In A Name

Many ask me why I won’t.

A question was all I can have them told.

Reality was I never wanted to get hurt.

Keeping my heart, cold as stone.

I wandered off, to only know I’ll be alone.

Leaving memories, longing not too far.

Opting to only become what I thought I’d be good.

Vigilant not to have, not to hold, nor feel.

Emotions never wanted shown, never want to exist.

Yet there came one person, amidst the rest.

Only the one who I never thought would mean best.

Untimely & unexpectedly, it was that same person this poem was made.

Monthsary Song: Stay

A quick post to update this blog, haven’t been here for awhile and I just miss writing whatever random thoughts I have in mind. I have been so busy for some time with all the school stuff going on. But this is not the subject of this hastened chance and the opportunity is quite rare that I have to grab it for me to post something.

I would like to acknowledge this blog entry for this amazing picture, 

http://katemcelweeblog.com/2011/11/18/rhode-island-engagement-session-sam-stephen/

So as to speak, it is our 3^rd month as being together with my partner, Mark. I am just as happy to have met him over some social network 2 years ago, we became good friends then and shared thoughts and experiences I never even have in mind to ever expose myself at him. It was just a simple gesture of friendship and thoughtfulness that bind us both. We met 2 years later in person and I guess it started there. I am just as happy to have him, sometimes I have to digest all the thoughts and all those memories especially how surreal and unlikely we both told ourselves that we’ll never be good enough for each other. How chances are bleak for us. How we protested against ourselves in pure disbelief that we’ll make it like this way. Those lucid times, I prefer to just smile so much, a smile even I never think ever exist inside me. He did change me, somehow… he did.

And so, I just do everything (I never even thought I’d be creative with this stuff especially in relationships) just to show him how much care, concern, love and the very feeling that he is important in my life. Never missed someone like the way I miss him. Never showed how vulnerable I am to anyone like how he sees me. I love my partner, Mark. I really do.

And just one of those things I do for him is make random songs whenever I have the chance, to sing a song that only we understand, melodies that only we can dance to and a hymn that only our hearts can beat together at the same time. I love him. I love my partner. I love you, Mark

Here's the song:

Originally composed: May 1, 2012 11:58am

Stay

By Kevin

Cause I can take it all

For the one I love the most

Speak the words untold

Keep fighting brave and strong.

And baby, I would love to be with you,

Bring the world for just us 2.

Spare the thought that we would fail,

‘Coz baby I just wish you could stay.

Now that you are mine to keep and hold,

Free those doubts that you have swore.

Listen to every beat I make,

‘Coz in my heart you will stay.

I Love You BEFORE. I Love You NOW. I Love You AFTER.

BEFORE;

All I have are dreams of wanting, wishes of longing,

At every sight of you makes me wish to have you close,

At every voice it makes me want to cry not being beside you,

At the thought of what goes on & I might not be there to help out.

To think not of my own, yes, quite wrong,

But I have never cared, never loved like this for one person alone.

Closed my heart & closed my mind to feel emotions,

Not too strong, I guess. ‘Coz you had me already that first day we knew each other.

Then and there I already did LOVE you.

NOW;

Beating fast my heart did at that precise moment I saw you, you were familiar yet strange,

I was like waiting for a Christmas gift in the middle of summer; I was finally opening it,

Your face, bloom right when you saw me, you wore that smile, a perfect match for those eyes,

And that one hug in front of everyone else and we couldn’t just care what they’d think.

Alone, by ourselves… all I can ask is for those moments to last.

If words were never enough for me to say, I just hope for one snap I wish you’d stay.

To have you closer than just computer screens and message kisses,

To have you by my side, staring at those eyes, closer than lips on our bodies,

I have you now, closer than anything before yet short-lived.

For every right reasons and every unreasonable thought,

I love you, for what we have.

I love you, for what we are.

I love you, yes, I love you my love.

I love you that I miss you right now.

I love you and I’ll keep you in my heart.

AFTER;

The slightest chance of tears flowing never made its way,

The hope of holding you close for a stolen kiss was all I can make,

I loved every moment with you, every soft gentle kisses we do,

The warmth of having you beside me, the mere sight of your face.

We made those times last.

Cherished it for the rest of our lives.

I’ll be waiting for you, My Love.

I’m way past the vast ocean and over the barren rocks.

I love you I can wait.

I love you that I miss you even more.

I love you for what’s behind that bend for us.

I love you. I love you. I love you, Mark.

So Why Ask.

To ask myself of why I learn, answers the idea of why books were bound.

To ask myself why rain fall, answers how the sky become blue.

To ask why we breathe, answers why the wind keeps blowing.

Ask me though why I love you, I give you answers none at all.

For to love has no reason, has no thought.

One has to feel it, real and pure.

So why ask me how I feel for you, instead of just feeling it true.

I love you.

Shiver, An Untimely Longing.

Sleep with me, my love.

Lie close; bring your arms to mine,

Feel the coarse texture of my hands.

Shiver as I draw lines on your chest.

Caress me like that of a baby,

Place your hands close to me.

Hear my heart, throb deep.

Shiver as I plant kisses on your body.

Tighten, engorged in my strength,

Yield not your thoughts, free your desires.

A nibble from your nape, a kiss down your nipples.

Shiver my love, as I rub my own to yours.

What manly vigor, the man to tease.

I’ll gently hold that what is yours.

Still, hard, an outraged manhood.

Shiver my love, as I wrap on you.

Feel. Indulged. Shiver.