rose…. poem # 5

May 26th, 2008 by geraldjoseph

ROSE

You may have

the thorns

that may hurt me

when I touch you.

But I will hesitate

to hold you

As a sign of my

undying devotion

to the beauty

that captivates me

My hands may bleed

but it doesn’t matter,

As long as I feel

your touch and caress

flowing with my

emotions

My heart is as scarlet

as your petals can be

Signifies the love and respect

that I can offer

endlessly.

Together we can plunge

into unison,

Widen the horizon

of passion and intimacy,

You denote a wonderful flower

that blossoms my naïve life

into eternity

You bring aesthetics to my dull world

For I am like a grass

trap in the wilderness

Wanting for some kind of beauty

to take place…

Rose,

my sweet, gorgeous rose

Now is the time

for the magic to

Unfold.

by your side

August 17th, 2007 by geraldjoseph

By your side

I’ve been dreaming

life can be so boring

no questions

apprehensions

taking life the way it should

be…

then one day

sunlight came in

and I saw it from your face

then I felt excited

so delighted

another shot of life will pace…

promise myself

that I would never let go

through ups and downs

snake and ladders

I will watch you

take care of you…

and I’ll be

by your side

seems so stupid

but I’ll be the bodyguard

of your life

to hold you

and guide you

tackling down the menaces

that came up…

by your side

someone you can call

when

you need help.

ready to share a part

of my life

or even sacrifice…

by your side

unconditional yet

temperamental

glued to your side

even ‘til forever

I’ll be a slave

to such princess

enduring hardships

just to be

by your side

ANGEL…. poem # 3

June 23rd, 2007 by geraldjoseph

angel

I am so happy

because I’m touched by an angel

in the most beautiful way…

And I saw her face to face.

Her eyes were so vibrant

and it twinkles like the stars at night…

Every time I gazed at her,

it melts something inside me

I can’t explain

And her smile…

the killer smile that she has,

makes my day.

It’s the reflection of

everything pure, chaste and

immaculate.

Her cherry lips that complements

that smile.

makes her like Venus…

I’m tempted to kiss those lips,

passionately.

Such a beautiful face she has,

that gives sunlight to

anything dim and dull.

That voluptuous body,

brings radiance to my system..

I feel like longing her

giving my heart whole-heartedly

to her…

Her insides…

the most important of them all.

She’s so caring, faithful, true

sincere, witty, understanding

God-fearing and kind

She’s the embodiment of

any thing white and good.

She’s truly an angel

sent from the highest heavens

to rescue

an unworthy me…

thus,

I am so happy

because I’m touched by an angel

in the most beautiful way…

Someday….

May 16th, 2007 by geraldjoseph

Someday

Someday,

You may find

someone

whose

nicer,

sweeter, and

better

than me

Someday,

I may find

sometime

to think about

the bittersweet memories

we had cherished

Someday,

You will find yourself

wondering,

why you spent sometime

with someone else

like me

Someday,

I will regret myself

for not saying

the words

I’ve been longing to say

Someday,

You might think

that you love me

and I love you too

in return

Someday,

I might ponder

that I don’t really

loved you

I only had a certain fondness

towards you

Someday,

You might miss me,

You’ll try to

remember

my simple looks

and sense of humor

Someday,

I will miss you too

How can I forget

the sparkling smile

and the glittering eyes

of yours?

Someday,

You will be happy

for you’ve spent

a part of your life

with me

and

Someday,

I might cry

for I haven’t spent

the rest of my life

with you

mirror - an orig. poem

May 13th, 2007 by geraldjoseph

just wanna share my poems….

mirror

is this me or me?

or just a plain stupid creature

squeezed out or reality

is this me or me?

or a virtual being

forged by the evils around me…

is that head has straight-forward views?

is that heart cares?

hands that serve?

I don’t know

is this me?

damn!

you can’t control my life

i am its captain

i will lead it to where it should be

i’m gonna reach ecstatic heights…

go on.

reflect the true and real me.

nothing superficial

no apprehensions,

my plain self.

me.

i  must

be the person i want myself to be.

i must

make myself, myself