A Night For Which My Heart Still Remembers

I remember, 

every corner of the streets 

we used to walk together 

holding hands, 

where the loveliest colors 

are ever painted 

within your smile. 

I remember, 

the rain which elucidates 

the resemblance of truth 

and of love, 

and all of my attention 

is drawn to wondering, 

how long will you stay 

by my side. 

I remember, 

how your sweet lips invite; 

our first kiss defines 

every moment for which 

I always realize that I am safe 

whenever you are 

close to me. 

I remember, 

those romantic nights 

when your body lay 

next to mine, 

and the moon captivated 

our souls, to descry 

every beautiful scenery 

of a once paradise; 

then we talked 

about the future. 

But a night for which 

my heart still remembers, 

is when you looked me 

in the eyes, 

and said the first... 

'I LOVE YOU'

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

A Lover's Promise (Haiku)

Hundred rivers dry;

my love will remain unchanged,

FOREVER is ours.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Memories (Haiku)

Beautiful sunsets,

make me reminisce the past;

footprints in the sand.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Kryptonite

Why is this night different

from every other night?

Is it because you are now

here lying in my arms?

The mirage of you conveys beauty

which I have longed for,

you did make me weak

that moment you walked through that door,

and I thought you were not coming back.

The wind serenades us,

trying to elude and forget

the war we had,

leaving every tearful fight,

nonsense arguments,

never-ending quarrels

for the paradise, we yet to have.

I do love you, and I am so sorry,

now I have in my mind

that for every Superman

there is always his kryptonite.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Together

"Hold my hand, never let go.

Be it tiring,

be it painful

still, hold me tight.

Draw me closer to our dreams,

sleep to every moment I'm awake,

color my life with rainbows

and kiss me ---

kiss me like there's no tomorrow.

Touch my nose with yours,

fill these gaps of my fingers,

sing me the melody I so long to hear

and together ---

together we'll stand from the edge of forever,

together we'll walk through the shores,

together we'll sail the ocean upon all the odds

and right now, right there

love me ---

love me like you never did", she said.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

t(I)(Me)

Cold, unfold

with just a second

I taught myself to crawl,

Pure, uncured

with just a minute

I learnt from every war,

Tears, unshared

with just an hour

I forgave, but never forgiven,

Found, unsound

with just a day

I appreciated life like rain.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Pluma't Papel (Tula Handog Para Sa Ating Pambansang Bayani, Dr. Jose Rizal)

Sakdal-lungkot ang mga anak Mo, Inang Bayan;

Sinakop na, pinaslang pa'ng mumunti Mong katarungan.

Humiyaw Ka! Hanggang sa rurok ng sukbo't hinanakit—

At sa pagbubukang-liwayway, pag-asa sana'y Iyong makamit:

Utak ang puhunan sa di-maarok na mga pag-alsa, kahapon;

Ni hindi nabatid ang mga luha't pawis ang sa mukha'y nangaipon,

Sa gunita na lamang ba mabubungkal natin ang mga nangagdaan?

Kung ang mga salitang sa pluma't papel nalikha'y hindi napangalagaan—

Sa paglalakbay Mo, Pilipinas, sa lansangang walang hanggan,

Sana maya't maya'y lilipad ka rin muli sa abang kalawakan;

Humiyaw Ka! Hanggang sa rurok ng sukbo't hinanakit—

At sa pagbubukang-liwayway, pag-asa sana'y Iyong makamit:

Pagkukunwari ma'y ni 'di Mo maitatago sa oras ng Iyong pagkabalisa,

Sagwil sa bawat pikit-matang kaligayahan ang s'yang Iyong natamasa.

Samakat'wid — habang buhay pa si Rizal ngayon ay 'wag nating itatakwil

'Pagkat tayo'y paunti-unting nakakahinga dahil sa kanyang pluma't papel.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

i[F] yo[U] [C]an't find a [K]ey for [HATRED].

you are [S]uch a cryptic [E]y[E]

of once m[I]sery, of once truth,

[M]y self[I][S]h devotion[S] for love, 

[Y][O][U] made me swallowed.

Believe me, [I] lied to myself 

o[N]ly wh[E]n I can s[E]e you, or hear,

hate me now, for I'm not a [D]evil 

beyond everybody's borders.

But if [Y][O][U] can't find a key for hatred,

then shut your mouth and kiss me...

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

The Wake Up Call (Haiku)

The dawn of a spring

my heart always hunts the sun,

when I hear your voice.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Door

I opened the door,

I let you in.

I showed you the real me,

I whispered all my secrets.

I flew with you,

I fell from the skies, alone.

I was mistaken,

I thought we're the best of friends.

I opened again the door,

I let you in.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Territory

My only undying love,
forever will hold you near
upon your hardest battle,
shall embrace your fears
and on your greatest fall,
shall bestow you courage;
for sweet loving heart,
indeed, you are my territory.

My eyes shall borrow tears
for every second you depart,
for you are my territory;
place I could forget the scars
I will defend you from wraths
through this world may reveal
and I shall not leave you behind
even time comes I would fail.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Only Lonely People Write Poetry

Laments of sadness

in the middle of serene nights,

fragmented hearts

wrangle scrambled minds;

shadowed mistakes, open wounds,

profound mysteries of once reality,

myriad eyes failed to perceive

the intrinsic meaning of a poetry;

arbitrary decisions can lead

loud confusions to imprint,

but an ink of a poet's pen

evokes concealed feelings.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

She Is My Poetry

I write through the words I could not speak,

for every teardrop, lying on her lonely lips;

she is my sunset before night comes awake,

she is my poetry, in my dreams, when I sleep.

I write on the silence embraced by the night,

for every hope, foresee but strength to move;

I cast myself, away from the shadows of life,

she is my poetry, in my eyes, when I love.

I write those heartaches she tried to seclude,

for every doubt, which ever maimed her feet;

she is a one perfect love story to be told,

she is my poetry, in my grave, on my death.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

Valley of Love

      Lost,

with thy stranger in this valley of love;

we know nothing when it started

      and where the edge will be found.

      Entrapped,

from thy mem’ries, but we’ve already escaped;

we hold each other’s heart and mind

      to consume the eterne time,

      with this intimacy we couldn’t e’er forget.

      Wand’ring,

with thy stanger who changed my plans;

and now, if the world seems to blur,

      I’d rather to behoove thy loving arms.

      Trials,

sometimes could lead us to separate the walk;

but in fine of ev’ry misunderstanding,

      we could still foresee those chances

      to meet our hearts and minds at the same road.

      Lessons,

as we crossed thy rivers and climbed thy peaks;

and tears, and smiles defined ev’ry chapter

      where this valley that we would take.

      Estranging,

thyselves away from the woods, full of dangers;

thine eyes, was once puzzled,

      becometh our ways to be unknown:

      but still we promised, no promises shall be withered.

      Forever,

might be benighted, thus, ne’er enough;

as long as we stand still

      with thy hearts and thy minds,

        we’d be together walking through this valley of love.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012