These poems are compositions I wrote since high school. Mostly are from my own experience. To tell you something about myself, I treat poems and songs as vents to my pent up emotions. It may be extremely corny to you for you may think it's really funny how I do a melodramatic poem while in a heartbroken state, but rest assured that not only you think that, for I freak myself out sometimes. Especially at times when my cheeks are tear-streaked and I go on writing sulkily. Be amused, or laugh if you want... believe me, I've done my part in laughing at myself (Of course, only after I've gotten over the experience I'm writing about. Ain't that delusional yet). But whatever your initial reaction may be, feel free to browse within the boundaries of my personal creations. Criticize, compliment, do as you may. This is a part of my past... the foundation of who I am now. A window to who I was, before I became ME.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

ONE STRANGER, ONE FRIEND

This poem is one I made for a stranger I met along the beach. I was so fed up at that time with all that was happening with my life, it was 3 o'clock in the morning, and I just felt that I had to have someone to talk to. I couldn't confide with someone I know 'coz things might just get worse and I may get biased opinion or advice, for the friend I might talk to may either side with me or the other party. So I decided to look for a stranger to talk to. I got lucky because the one I got to talk to turned out to be good at giving advices. We finished at the exact moment when the sun was just rising. I remember that time, I was so absorbed with our conversation that the very moment she said her final words of advice, I was surprised by the beautiful sight of the sun in front of us. We instantly became friends at that moment, and though we never got to see each other again, I got her address and sent her a painting with this very poem in it.


ONE STRANGER, ONE FRIEND

Once upon a time, I met a stranger
Who, upon one dark day of my life has been my savior
That day, I was broken and my heart was shattered
This person helped me, though others wouldn't have bothered

A stranger still, but a friend at heart
That's how it began, that magical start
I felt alone that time, so betrayed
But she cared to listen, 'till sunrise she stayed

God showed me that even if it's dark at night
Another day will come, a new friend will shed the light

-Reigne
12/17/08