You
pale, smart
loving, studying, learning
serious, clothes, language, friends
working, studying, loving
risk-taker, thrifty
Me

Kerry

Ambitious, independent, determined

daughter of Abada

who loves music, fashion, dreaming

who feels happy

who needs  money, more love, clothes

who gives love, friendship, time

who fears poverty, sadness, cockroaches

who'd like to see Europe, USA,  dream-boy

who dreams of success, business, graduation

a student of St. Louis University

Me

VILLANELLE

In an idle state of mind

Nothing to do, nothing to think, till' night

I'm in a world where all is chaos.

Just a couch, just a bed, and all is white.

Life is fair, I'll live out of it, all my might.

I'll lie from morning, and no one knows

Nothing to do, nothing to think, till' night.

So tiring, I fell ache, and it's right.

In my back, away I hope it goes

Just a couch, just a bed, and all is white.

A time, not to fly one of my kite

Not the time to fix its existing flaws.

Nothing to do, nothing to think, till' night.

No strength, I'm lite, there's no way to fight

This time, is to follow the laws.

Just a couch, just a bed, and all is white.

Now it's a day to sleep, turn off the light,

No loss, no stress, no work, no boss.

Nothing to do, nothing to think, till' night.

Just a couch, just a bed, and all is white.

LIMERICK

OBSCENITY

I'm like meeting one of these witches
They're diggin' one of those ditches
They bury their embryo, then
Enjoy their wasted lives, then
Say their bloody-rotten Virgo, WITCHES!

SENRYU

PRESIDENT
              Mr. Smokey are you?
              Where's the right road you promised?
              Is there any road at all?

LIAR
              Make your voice higher
              Cause' I'm not a liar,
              Are you telling me that I'm a liar?

VICE
              Not a bird, not a plane
              It just run but with glam
              It's a horse, don't ask me how.

TANGKA

AN AFFAIR
              Dancing and mingling,
              Wear color on face and gown,
              Posing and prancing,
              With poise and sophistication,
              Glamorous make-ups and pumps.

RENDEZVOUS
               It may not today
               Might as well it's tomorrow,
               That day, not in sorrow
               Will paint everything with glow,
               That's a plan for me and you.

HAIKU

FALL
          Brown, orange, yellow
          Hue of falling favorite leaves
          Through years they don't change.

SUMMER
          Water of body
          Fire that hide behind the clouds
          Wind in great humid.

SPRING
           Time of growth and green
            Appear they will on their stems
            Time to paint nature.

ODE TO GINSENG CANDY

Oh my thing, that saves my pocket,

You give me strength and courage to finish you, 

And not meant to be thrift.

Your aroma, your savor,

You're a little fetid but still appreciated.

Your flavor mongled in my palate,

It made me think of other fruits.

A root taste juxtaposes it with the mint and milk,

Which is a candy good for a kid.

The relish in the process is empyreal, 

But somehow is infernal.

You somehow flirt me, but

This is not a form of adultery,

But I love you than other else,

Unique, different and empyreal.

DEPENDENCE

                      You see how I am glad

                  Through every shape of my smile

              Money, no problem, I eat and sleep

        Just study, it's work-free, it's stress free

                Love shopping, everything is given

Rules, and more rules; my actions are limited

                  I'm asking, how freedom would be

         Drugs? Sex? What it feels to be beaten?

          Not in jail, I'm in a womb, inside her sac

                                                    Independence?

My Epigram

Fashion not in season,
  Makes it fashionable.

My Elegy

I can feel success in me

These creatures, I so called friends,

and speak to me and taught me things

Ways how can I survive my life.

"Life is easy, rely in it"

That's what he said, not a bit.

"You are strong and you can do it"

Just believe, all things can get through it.

Stones, leaves or you mean weed

Grab from an old lady's neck,

Pick from someone's store

I don't need to exhaust my self,

Rely on easy money, as they say.

Life is that easy

No need to believe on something

No need to ask forgiveness, 

No need to limit yourself

There's just me, having fun, living life without the One.

A REVIVAL: Theme for Poetry

The instructor said,

Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you---
Then, it will be true.

I wonder if it's that simple?
I am an unsatisfied woman, born in Baguio City.
I went to school there, then worked, then here
to this college a school for all saints.
I am a delinquent before in my class.
The steps I take lead to changes in my life,
through a roller coaster, then I cross Hell,
and I come to a place where relented people are,
where I take a maneuver and reached my home,
up to my room, sit down, and write this page:

It's not easy to know what is true for you or me
at twenty-one, my age. But I guess I'm what
I feel and see and hear. Success, I hear you:
hear you, hear me---we two---you, me, talk on this page.
(I hear Happiness too.) Me---who? 
Well, I like to drink, sing and be in love.
I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.
I like a black hat and black gown for a Christmas present,
or Eminem, piano, business or house.
I guess being changed doesn't make me NOT like
the same things other folks like who are normal.
So will my page be fixed that I write?
Being me, it will not be coat and tie.
But it will be
a part of you, instructor.
You are complete---
yet a part of me, as I am a part of you.
That's life.
Sometimes perhaps you don't want to be a part of me.
Nor do I often want to be a part of you.
But we are, that's true!
As I learn from you,
I guess you learn from me---
although you're like a book, -a happy ending novel
and somewhat you're satisfied.
This is my page for Poetry.

My Child

Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
         My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
         The tears from my eyes and deep inside
         His laughter, his smile, his quick cheecky wit.

Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle
         I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
         Wondering when I will be right
         In your life you will meet someone special sometime.

Oh beautiful creature sail me do,
         Smiles, tears, of all my life! -and if God choose
         Losing all hope in my mind
         I shall but love thee better after death.

[Mark Slaughter, Elizabeth Barret Browning, Joshua T. Gage, Anonymous, Mark Slaughter, Elizabeth Barret Browning, Joshua T. Gage, Anonymous, Mark Slaughter, Elizabeth Barret Browning, Joshua T. Gage, Elizabeth Barret Browning]

I'm supposed to be left in your room,
Where light is seen, not darkness.
Unless it's time for me to serve your mouth,
But not to a point you discriminate me with others.

ITALY

Harmonized egg and flour to make this pappardelle,

Flattened and curled, Goldilock's golden hair.

Sizzling melody on grille the lamb it lay,

Into dancing cubes how fun, how fair.

Pancettas tossing and hopping, cured, endearing,

Grooves together with the garlics and the onions.

Bathe in sweet, bloody, ambrosial wine,

And savoury stock of veal, these herbs and spices blends till dine.

Rosemary fills and seasons the piece, makes the song a lavish,

And Napoletana an obscure relish.

Oil of olive, a drizzling virgin is she,

Grana Padano grate in to fettucine.

What's the affair for I will stay,

This you may say, the best entree.

Watch

No  one notice you are different, you know.

Social classes proves them so...

Sketchers, Timex and Armani  and Calvin Klein.

But would'ya forget most Gucci and  Philip Stein?

They're protected  from water, but some they're not,

Copy cat you are, one of them you got.

But you can be them, what makes you unique,

Social classes, true, but  most people loves you.