Wanking my penis
To donate some sperm to you
Hope you like my genes

Another one I made on the Sperm Donor. This one’s more direct, from first person.

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Man gives half a life
Woman becomes a mother
Child not his to keep

A thread talked about verifying the identity of a sperm donor. Spell checked incorrectly fixed “verification” to “versification.” I felt challenged.

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Winter turns to Spring
Flowers are in their full bloom
Ready to be picked

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Always a pleasure
To meet, to know, to be with
Sombody like her

Infectious is she
With her cute smile and warm hugs
Can’t help but smile too

Sometimes she may be
A bit under the weather
So give her a hug

But mostly she’s up
Perky and peppy for all
Ready for action

Greet her with a smile
Or she’ll pounce on you like mad
That’s just Kim, caring

There will never be
Somone else like dear Kimmie
Like she’ll ever be

She needed help with her write up for the college yearbook. Off the top of my head, this is what I wrote.

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What is life without death?
Peace without impending doom
Knowing with full certainty
That there will be a tomorrow

Then, what is today
Keep on looking forward
Without living this moment
Believing that this time
Will not be the last

Of family and of friends
We know we will be together
Why cherish the company
When they are there forever

Death gives life meaning
It is then we are alive
Living our life each day
Until death takes us away

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Ako’y uutot
Mahabang-mahaba
Ito’y mabantot
Walang tatawa

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Galing sa magkaibang planeta
Nagkatagpuan sa mundong ito
Para makahanap ng kasama
Sa bawat tawa, sa bawat luha

Di nagkakaintindihan ngayon
Ngunit pareho ang hinahanap
Akala nila: sagot ay doon
Na lumulutang lang sa pangarap 

Di nila kailangang lumayo
Para ang pag-ibig ay lumago

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Tie me up a dream tonight
That it may bring me far and high
Tie me up a dream tonight
With radiant wings to soar the sky

Written on February 18, 2007. Almost got lost somewhere on the internet :P

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Do you own a brown cat
That is lazy and fat?
    I laid her in bed
    For she is now dead
I thought she was a mat

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There is this dog named Dew
It loves to pee and poo
    I'm sorry to say,
    Complain all you may,
That it belongs to you

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Receive my bleeding words tonight
Straight from my ashen heart contrite
I must confess to this outright
For fear of death, of death I might

I lived this world all-believing
That there was none worth the grieving
For there was love, there was being
All that mattered was that feeling

My voice couldn’t my heart restrain
Despite how much it drowned in pain
Waited but no love ever came
But there was only I to blame

So I was a fool much deceived
There was no love to be received
But I still gave my heart to bleed
Her sorry words I took no heed

But alas, was I much betrayed
The doing done can’t be unmade
An act I once myself forbade
The price of my flesh must be paid

“He lived my life with her”, I say
“It was mine life for me to take”
But now that life just strays away
As his azure eyes fade to gray

She seeks to find her boy now dead
Not knowing how my hands drenched red
Or how his throat was slit and bled
The night before they were to wed

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Hey now!

Finally, now that you’re around,
why not make a sound?

You’re just one in the crowd
unless you cry out loud.

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I thank dark skies for the lovely rain last night
They hide the million tears my bloodshot eyes have cried.

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Shine bright brilliant little star,
Shine brightly throughout the night.
Lead me from this dark damp world,
Lead me into your warm glow.

Just wait a while until dawn
Let’s ride the skies together.

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I was just listening to “Fragments of Memories” by Nobuo Uematsu (from Final Fantasy VIII) and was inspired enough to write a simple poem. I think it’d be best if you listen to the music beforehand or while reading the poem, but if you don’t have the track, it’s ok :P

As I ride this old merry-go-round.
I go up and down, round and round,
The horses jump up and down, round and round
To the slow chime’s lovely warm sound

The world seems to slow down
Up and down, round and round
The world goes still as I go
Up and down, round and round

All is dark outside the merry-go-round
The people I see all become just a blur
I can only see the vibrant sweet smell
Of cotton candy that fills the air.

Sometimes I wish the ride was over
That I may have some cotton candy, too
Sometimes I wish the ride was over
So I could be with the other people, too.

For the world does not go still
The world does not slow down.
As I ride this old merry-go-round.
I don’t go anywhere but round-and-round.

The lamps burn brightly in the night
Showing me the way in this simple ride
Up and down, up and down, the horses go
As I hope that soon my heart takes flight

In this old merry-go-round I choose to stay
I am always moving but never going.
I just drown myself in this sweet memory
Of riding this old merry-go-round.

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Do dreams exist to heal our wounds?
Then, tell me why is it that sometimes
I wake up trying to catch my breath,
Or wake up with a pool of tears.

Do dreams tell lies to protect us?
Or do they tell us our innermost desires,
The desires that we don’t want to admit
The desires we hide from others and ourselves?

If dreams tell the truth, then is it really her
That makes my heart want to burst each night
If dreams tell lies, then who is it
This girl who hides behind the mask of the other.

I feel really weird and confused.
Neither science nor logic can explain
Is this really what they call love?
Or am I just scared to be alone.

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Standing in the rain The flower just waits Still in its full bloom Hoping he would come Hoping he’d notice With all the waiting, Wouldn’t beauty die Unknown to the world? It doesn’t matter Just let it be he Who finds her waiting And so everything Would be worth its while It is happiness That she finds in him And he, too, in her It is of all these, Nothing slightly less, But all so much more That they become one

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Here I lie dreaming of a place called home
A warm place that my heart has never known

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I don’t find a reason why I should still stay.
I guess it’s about time I go my own way.

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Rock under the falls
Against the raging waters
Weather from stillness

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