II Senses VI: Cold Sheets


An empty bed found under cold sheets

the comfort I feel

does not compare to what you give me

when you lay underneath.

A heart is frozen

within these covers,

and only you can make it warm

with your presence

and the love you shower.

A heart is lonely

inside its parameters,

and only you can heat up

the ice that numbs it

and stops  it from beating.

If these sheets could talk

I would ask them to tell you

how much I long for you

to touch every inch

of me.

If only these sheets could walk,

I want them to go straight

to where you are

so you could feel

me within your arms.

Once again,

my love.

Only for tonight.



II Senses V: When I Look At You

I wonder how you feel
when I look at you.
Do you get
as I stare at your
physique, or
when I examine
every part of your body
with my eyes?
I wonder how you feel
every time I study
your every angle
and every curve,
and how you curse
yourself within your head
when you get too affected;
And I wonder
if you know
when I look at you,
your eyes take me to
a different place
and your face looks like
art that deserves
to be praised
I wish I could
freeze the time
so I could enjoy
just watching you
live your life
and I’d be happy
just admiring you
from afar
and greeting you
countless goodnights.

II Senses IV: Say My Name


Say my name out loud
until you forget
all the other people
who have ever felt
your heart
through your skin,
and heard your thoughts
through your screams;
just say my name
and I will be in your dreams.


II Senses III: Never Hold Back


Put your hands
on my chest,
dig your nails
and crush my legs,
feel my clavicle
then leave a trace,
curse my name
with so much grace
Always remember
you are my thunder —
you can get mad
and you can get loud,
you can attack,
just never hold back.


Game of Thorns

Thorns never meant to harm;

but they could dig

through your skin and slowly

eat your soul

like the words 

I would say to you

the moment you make me

realize I have had enough

of your games.

You Can Do Better

She has yet to learn
the things you already knew
She knows she is young --

Mind your own business
No one is doing you harm
You don't have to hate

You think you know her
But you overanalyze 
Like a psycho bitch

You are beautiful
Though only in the surface
You can do better.


Note: This is probably the most shallow haiku series I have ever done, but I need to express myself in written words to make myself and everyone out there who are often misjudged feel better. Sometimes people are really so judgmental and insensitive, and you just gotta learn how to be strong on your own and not care much about them. Just because they know a bit of your life, they assume that they already know everything that’s in your heart, mind, and soul. I know that these people are hard to avoid, and things like this happen…but how I wish people stop analyzing other people’s way of living and just mind their own selves.

II Senses II: Craving


I crave for
a love
I have never
felt before;
for a smile
no one
could ever ignore;
for a touch
only your
hands could
for warm,
tight squeezes
for goodnight kisses
for morning greetings
for your body
against my back
every sunset
every sunrise
I crave
for you to crave
for me
the way plants
crave for sunlight
during rainy season
the way nightwalkers
wait for the sun
to move down
the horizon
during the
summer solstice —
yet intense.


DP (1)


Love Gallivant

~ gallivanting about the city,

asking strangers to take photos of me |

dyeing my hair even darker,

looking in all the wrong places for a lover.

Scared | Scarred


For the first time in my life, I am not scared of anything other than the thought of being alone. I have never been scared of it before. I loved having just myself and being away from people, but right now, the only thing I am scared about is the idea that there is a big possibility that I may be alone forever.

It is weird how the things I am not scared of happening before are the only things that scare the hell out of me now, while the ones I have been scared of are the ones I couldn’t care less about anymore.

I am no longer scared of falling;

of getting my heart scarred multiple times by the same person;

of losing myself;

of being out of my comfort zone;

and of taking risks.

I no longer care whether or not you love me back, and I no longer care about losing you despite all the efforts I am willing to make.

The only thing I am scared of is the fact that despite me saying all these things, I’d still end up being alone.





Magically in Love


I can never count the many times you have made me feel better, not only about myself, but about everything. My fingers and toes aren’t enough to determine how many times you have done your best to motivate and inspire me to be the better version of me. The stars in the sky will never be enough to measure how much thankful I am to have you in my life.


You are the best.

You are amazingly the coolest breathing biology I have ever come across with.

You are by far the most achingly beautiful creature in my universe — my entire universe.

You have no idea how much you affect every vein in my body.

You make everything so magical.

I will forever be thankful for just the thought of your existence.


You make me better.

You are good for my soul.

I do not remember doing anything good or right in the past that has made me worthy of being with you and having you in my life. Maybe…I have just been through a lot of painful things in the past that the Gods and Goddesses above have finally heeded my call, and listened to my prayers that one day, something or someone would magically appear, and take me away from the mud I’ve long been submerged in.


You are my calling.

You are my prayer.

You are the magic that came into my life.

I will forever keep you in my heart, and I will cherish every moment I get to spend with you. No oceans will ever be deeper than what I feel for you. The moon will never be far enough for me to jump on just to get near you. No hurricanes will ever make me let go of your hand, and I will hug you even more tightly than I always do just to make sure you will never be out of my sight.

And I…

I would rather look into your hazel brown eyes, and lose myself in them than watch the fireworks in the sky on New Year’s Eve, because this is what happens when I am magically in love with you. I tend to forget everything, and just be thankful that I’ve got you. ❤


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Senses X: Lost Feelings


I want to write you a poem
that would make you feel loved
but neither could I fathom
nor express the feelings I have
for you right at this moment
I could love you today
and hate you tomorrow
I could get drunk and kiss you
and then push you away
I could say all the things
you want me to say
and leave you expecting,
parching, starving
looking for love that got lost
before it even began
right under these sheets.






“I hate you!” she screamed at him for the millionth time.

Her anger radiated from every vein and nerve in her body. Her eyes were getting red, as if flames were coming out of it.

He looked at her dumbfounded. He was not sure why she was acting like that again, but he knew that she had always hated him. She hated every inch of him. The sight of him made her entire soul convulse in fury.

“I…don’t…want…to…see…your…face……ever…again,” she said slowly, making sure she enunciated every single word clearly.

It was one of the saddest lines he had ever heard and he wanted to believe she didn’t mean it. But she did. She never wanted to see him again. Seeing him would always bring back the pain she thought she had already forgotten. He had always given her a reason to break, and she no longer wanted that to happen…ever again.

She brought out all of the photos of them together and slowly tore them one by one in front of him.

Her face — expressionless.

He stood in front of her — speechless.

As she went on to destroy the last piece of photograph, her tears began to fall like the first snowfall in October. Silent but deafening. He stepped a little closer to her as she bowed her head and stared at all the torn pieces of photographs.

“DON’T!” she screamed again as she looked up before he had a chance to touch her.

“I hate you!” she screamed at him for the millionth time.





Your face is a trickster

that beams like laser

Why don’t you show

what others need to know?