Imay the Beloved Princess



A poem for me

I miss writing poems… haha… last night, before I slept, I made a poem for me… I said: “I always make poems for other people. Why not try making for myself? But the person speaking is someone else… He may be a man, a cat, a chair… whatever…heheh…”

(”ayan, ang labo ko na naman!”)

I saw a lady, she was dressed in pink and green

She wears a smile like a sweet tangerine.

I could not believe, I thought I was dreaming,

She has this halo and two beautiful wings,

‘Coz she’s an angel that the heaven brings.

I could still remember her voice,

As soft as the air as it moists.

And in my heart, it clearly echoes,

The sound of her gentle mellows,

As quiet and as fine as the night’s shadows.

The loveliness behind this mystery,

Has captured me to think very clearly:

“Who’s this girl in rosy wardrobe and smells like water lilly?

What’s her name, she’s very pretty…

She’s like a goddess in the green valleys.”

She sat on the rocks of smiles,

As she she has this joy in her face brought by li’l butterflies.

Her life was as peace as the blue skies

Where she walks a thousand miles,

And goes to the places she likes.

I saw her eyes in wonder happiness,

When she touched my life in shallow loneliness.

For once I was prison, I was loveless,

I have nothing but this life’s pest

I’ve gained nothing but this fate’s hurting test.

But what a life this would have be?

I thought I would never see sadness in my angel that’s so lovely

And I got coward so easily,

When I saw her wings come little like a seed of a peach tree,

And her heart that bleeds like a strawberry.

I heard her as she laughs in despair

With her face covered with her maginificent hair.

I could see how she rocks the silver chair,

In sorrows, her heart’s pieces were just everywhere,

And she mends her broken wings that nobody cares… (but I care)

I could see her no more

Abruptly, she went away and my heart sore:(

I even had no chance to ask her: “And you’re?”

Because she flew like a slamming door.

She’s a light that blinded me; my heart’s creator.

(I don’t know the title of this… But the lady in rosy wardrobe, who looks like an angel and a goddess in green valleys was named as… IMARI… hahaha:)




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