|One of my earlier poems that I'm proud of.|
We Did NOT Know What We Were Getting IntoForgive me if I start to cry,We Did NOT Know What We Were Getting Into by angelichope
not knowing where my tears will land and stain.
Under stars we were.
Fresh as the dandelions we would blow on and make
We were as wishes,
magical, and exuding possibility, the good kind.
The world was big but not at all scary.
The world was just a lullaby sung in the arms of a mother.
We were just two kids on the roof of a car looking at stars.
You were by my side as we walk toward the sun.
I would like to believe that walk never ended,
and that it never will...but...
No, mother! Do not take us away! You will regret this!
It is not that bad now, oh, but just you wait.
We will keep singing a sad for who knows how long!
Why do the memories have to be so distant?
Why are my best days behind me even though you are so close to me?
Just a door away... so close... but not the same
because we are need of repair.
Almost everyday we walk through fire,
and almost everyday we are in a huge snowstorm,
and our talks have changed even when they a
PageI wrote your name with my heart,Page by angelichope
and I drew a heart around it.
Love in a single page.
So much I can do with that name.
I can say it,
or hum the syllables, etc.
My love, we could wake up tomorrow morning
and find each other
at the rising of the sun,
before the blue bird awakens
but while the already awaken song bird
While flowers from Heaven fall systematically
and I read you a poem that I wrote on the petals of
a rose, with the color of the rainbow.
Or I could wake up tomorrow
with an untouched heart,
sailing down the direction of loneliness
awaiting the eventual drop from the waterfall
because you're not here.
I still have that page with your name.
If I recall, I wrote your name and the heart
in crayon; I guess it signifies
how childish my dreams are and how childish I am.
Call my love childish if you want, but
maybe if you can see my heart and smile
when I think of him,
or how my heart wishes upon falling stars for him,
you would be a believer
AlwaysI would write so many songs for you,Always by angelichope
if only you would listen.
I would write so many songs for you,
if only you knew they are for you.
Speaking from my heart,
speaking from my want to see you again,
speaking from my love
that you make warmer than a fireplace.
I would write so many songs about you,
if only you could actually be there when I wake up.
One step taken in our universe,
one more moment to be in your presence.
You just don't know it's our universe,
that this slow moving night belongs to us.
They can never truly turn off the lights with us.
The path that led to you was Hell before the Heaven,
with you as the first angel to meet me.
As long as you are the light, they can never turn it off,
and you are the light.
I have written so many songs for you.
A Call Can ChangeSadness can sometimes blind.A Call Can Change by angelichope
Sadness can sometimes hide.
There's a beautiful starry night
and a beautiful early morning sunrise
behind those cold and in pain eyes,
and I want to visit it one day and love it,
but for now let's enjoy the beauty of this world
down to every nook and cranny.
I especially want to see you get knocked down by
emerald blue ocean waves at the beach,
and see you shine like a diamond in the light.