Sorry guys, but it’s bad poetry weekend this time around. A few days ago, I had the sudden and most unfortunate inspiration to write a few verses while listening to this song. Of course, I cannot find any audience to share this and you have been chosen the reluctant consumer. In my mind, I imagine you love me enough to put up with my bad poetry – that or I’m just narcissistic enough. Either way, you have no choice but to look, and maybe cringe, throwing up optional.
In uni, I learned how to write poetry. I think I’ve mentioned this before. Prose and other forms of literature came naturally to me, but poetry is something that has to be studied formally, and perhaps I’m just a lucky bastard to have a mentor who is totally in love with poetry and is able to transfer that love most successfully.
I never took to poetry on my own tbh – I found them too cryptic and you know me, I tend to waffle on. Now I can say I love poetry as much as prose, though I still suck at writing it, God forbid not both. If I get inspired another time I’ll talk about what exactly it is about poetry that I like. Anyway, enough babbling, enjoy my bad poetry and may it be bad enough to straighten you out nicely today.
Please Don’t Ask Me
(or bad poetry produced by my 15 min break just now)
Please don’t ask me why, or how.
I can never really know.
With you, it’s a maze, a serendipity almost
Where I’m lost, without control; concealed
In a world surreal I never knew,
Or simply dismissed;forgotten, until you.
Please don’t ask me why, or how.
Maybe I don’t want to know.
With you, mysteriously, the days have flipped;
Where I’m left bewitched, probing logic,
Musing how I’m here and madly splitting, shifting
In ways beautiful, indeed most surprising.
Please don’t ask me why, or how.
I can’t reveal the secret I think I know.
With you, prophesy I refuse to do, or dare I?
This gray area, maybe with time I leave to rest;
For now it’s not here nor there, but waiting, I am.
For now, it’s not here nor there, but maybe I’m open.
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Photos taken from here.
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muli kong napansin ang shirt na may “siberian husky” ba? or wolf?
either is good! 🙂
meron akong pantapat dyan, ang Phil Eagle printed on my sweatshirt, parehas ang lisik at bagsik ng kanilang mata. fav ko un.
good to know. wow that makes me think of davao. i really should check that place out some time.
grabe ha, turista ang pagdating mo sa ‘Pinas ha. enjoy. at wag kakalimutan ang mga pasalubong.
sa tingin ko maraming puntahan sa pinas na dapat makita at maexperience bago magconsider ng ibang bansa. okay naman dito eh, actually naghahanap lang ako ng tyempo pero interesado ako pumunta ng zamboanga. 🙂
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hmmmm.
what does hmmm mean?
maganda.
ay salamat 🙂
meow.
probably one of the best comments i ever received!
hahahahahahahahahahaha. ^_^
Naman, this poem of yours is very much tagos sa puso. (or am I just being sentimental and nakaka-relate lang?haha) This inspired me to write more poems (aka, choose poems over other forms of prose and literature) I find it a little ‘easier’, creative wise, in making them. I am such a frustrated writer at times. and my blog (posts) proves it. Hope to see more of your lovely poems online dearie 🙂
thanks, miko. wow, it’s incredible you find writing poetry easier. i find the longer ones are kinder to me as i can explain and not have to squeeze my brain dry of creativity 😆 but i’m glad you enjoyed this one. did you listen to the song i linked up?
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sabaw pa utak ko, hehehehe
hmmm.. is this about losing yourself or i mean breaking down your walls when you are with someone?
mon! feeling ko may artista na dumating sa blog ko 🙂 check out the link to the song to see what it’s about.
bad poetry ka jan! maganda ah!
talagang puro exclamation point ah, salamat, wag ka na magalit!
hindi ako galit.. nabigla lang sa paglagay ng “!”.. dapat kasi “…” sorry naman… buti nga at hindi all caps eh… hihihi.. pero maganda nga siya…
salamat sa pag appreciate, sabi na eh mahal mo ko.
of course! ikaw pa.. lab na lab kow!!!! wag kang mangangalmot ha…
parang sarcastic yung dating 😆 aray, ako yung natutusok sa pag pigil 😆
uyy hindi ah… kailan pa ako naging sarcastic? *evil smirk*
epekto ko yata yan sayo eh. 🙄
hindi naman.. hindi ka naman sarcastic ah… hindi nga ba?
😆
Add a melody to your poetry or have someone add a melody to it. =D
melody as in make it a song? i think i just know someone. okay, i’ll try to ask if i find the courage to do it! wait, why would i want to do that, eden?
I ain’t no professional critic, but in my opinion you should write more poetry more often. Very good piece!
hey, thank you so much, i really appreciate it though i’m not sure i’m willing to write more as i don’t want to test your generosity! 🙂