Shapeless Poetry, Shadowy Fairytale

by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko   Oct 30, 2013


No one
will ever find
my poetry
beautiful.
But I don't care...
as long as
you embrace it
and turn
my written words
into fairytales-
the ones
that paint
the morning
with purple dreams
and Gingerbread houses,
the ones
that make
the ink
of my pen
write down
your name
on a forgotten paper,
and the ones
that make
Onomatopoeia
beat Oxymoron.

Maybe tomorrow
you will smell
like Sampaguita
and I will smell
like Manila.

Maybe in a
Shapeless Poetry
and Shadowy Fairytale,
we will find
the reveries
that slumber
in Manila.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    That make
    the ink
    of my pen
    write down
    your name
    on a forgotten paper,
    and the ones
    that make
    Onomatopeia
    beat Oxymoron.

    ^^ I think you meant onomatopoeia <-- missing an O in peia.

    I find the above amusing. Can onomatopoeia beat oxymoron? I never gave it a thought

  • 10 years ago

    by LoVerSLaND

    I liked it 4/5