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Monday, February 28, 2005 Love, Just for Fools a poem by gab caraon Love is merely just for fools, A world of make believe. Where happiness and joy abides And pain it couldn't give. Love is merely just for fools, They think it's all for fun But deep inside their lonely heart they know It could tear their world apart. Love is merely just for fools, A game they like to play Submerging in what they call bliss And taking all the risks. Love is merely just for fools, That's all this poem says. Love is really just for fools, And I'm a fool, I say... Untitled a poem by gab caraon I've fallen deeply for you You tell me such sweet words You say you love me, and it's true Today I say, 'me too...' Not long ago, we're strangers so We barely knew each one And friends we were, and friends we've been We really had such fun. And then you asked me just one question A question that made me sway 'Are you willing to take our friendship further? And in your heart you'll let me stay?' That really took me by surprise I thought you wouldn't ask Cause for so long I felt the same And now you're mine at last I put my love and trust in you I've let you in my heart And I could only hope and pray Unbroken that'll stay... Hard, cold, plastic! a poem by gab caraon When she smiles, I see between Those pearly whites that flash And what I saw, you won't believe Is plastic! Hard and raw! The plastic works between her veins It seeps within her heart. It covers up her face with smile Concealing all her lies! We are all naive to what's Her real thoughts are, her life. We do not know that when she grins She stabs us at the back! And all her teachings, all! Not one Those that she flushes down our throats, She doesn't live a single one, She's a reservoir of deceit. An Ode to Love a poem by gab caraon To the shadows, I belong That's where I've been, that's where I've gone To the darkness, I can sleep And when I wake, I start to weep To the abyss, I yearn to seek To seek the light that I believed To the shimmer, once I saw And gave that certain feel of awe To the memories, once I had You're in the past; you're free at last And to the love I thought I felt Won't you come back before my heart melts? Mirror a poem by gab caraon Why do you look so sad? Please, don't be You look as if I carry the whole world... Why such a long face? Please, don't worry I don't need your pity, no! I'll be just fine... You feel sorry? Sorry for what? I don't have any hard Feelings, why should I? You think I give an empty smile? You just think that Because you look at me Everyday, but you don’t really see me... Why are you crying? Please, do stop Or somebody would see Our cheeks al wet... Herald Gaculais a poem by gab caraon Hark the herald he is here Ever clever, ever dear Receives and hears the probs of peers A worthy job, to lose it he fears Lover of Helen, best friend of Troy Divine Comedy, he truly enjoys Ganelon, a foe he fights to the death And a place in Paradiso I'm sure he could get Chivalry's emblem he carries at heart Under the heart of La Mancha's green grounds Looks are deceiving; don't judge him that way An epitomy of stunning, he'll soon make you sway I blurt out this poem in tribute to him Sir Knight of Arts and Warrior of God Sunday, February 27, 2005 Ikaw a poem by gab caraon Dugong kumukulo dahil sayo Masamang salita'y ibibigay sayong ulo! 'wag mo kong hamunin sa asaran baka umuwi ka ng luhaan. Pagkatao mo'y mahirap pakisamahan! Ako'y nagtiis dahil gusto kang Maging kaibigan. Ngayon ako'y iyong ginalit mo ng lubusan! P*nye** ka! 'Di kita tatantanan! Baguhin mo ang iyong ugali Umaalingasaw sa baho, amoy pusali! Gusto kitang punyalin hanggang mamatay At sa dugo mong madumi ika'y ihimlay. Kaibigan kitang tinuring noon Ngayo'y ginago mo't hinamon 'Di mo pa naranasan ang galit kong tinago! Kaya't Habang maaga pa'y tumigil ka na, Walang modo! |
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