Sunday, February 13, 2011

Hey Cupid! Yes, you!

Okay cupid, now listen to me
I’m done with Santa, and he ain’t too dear
Surely a disappointment
And I wasn’t even naughty, you see.
Even the Grim Reaper wasn’t spared
He got some lashing too
For a simple request he can’t grant
Or maybe he’s just too uptight
The Tooth fairy wasn’t on my list
Don’t have a molar to spare
I sure don’t want a Kodak moment
With a smile that has spaces in-between
The Easter Bunny’s yet too far
Guess he’s still fixing his pointed ears
Or maybe hiding from them hens
Whose young ‘uns he just eggnapped.
Now then can you blame me for turning to you?
If you got something up your sleeve
Why don’t you give it a go?
Do them arrows really work
Or d’you just get them from the depot?
What kind of poison did you immerse them?
Are they lethal? Do they even kick?
Are they pointed, do they pierce?
Or they’re just suction cups at the end?
It’s just me trying to be funny here
But prove to me your being stupid just a cliché
Do your work and aim those arrows
Okay, I’ll be nice and I will say… please?

February 14, 2011
2:42 p.m.
Angeles City

Friday, February 4, 2011

What was meant to be...

Two hearts... separated
by time.. distance... circumstances
growing separately
but never really growing apart

A story painted with the stars
and written in the book of love
of bringing together what should be
when the moment is already right

Two hearts... reunited
by time... distance... circumstances
now growing together
and never to grow apart

Two hearts... now beat as one
just how it should have been
as it was written in the stars
because the moment is right

February 5, 2011
1:35 p.m.
Angeles City