Love is as heavenly as the sky above Love is free and as peaceful as a dove Love is a flame that burns in one's heart But love is kept, ...

You don’t fly high with a cape, But you let me soar In the firmament of our dreams. You don’t have propellers for feet, But you’re quick to ...

I look out the window, Not minding the blinding light Of the mid-afternoon sun, Hoping to catch a glimpse Of you. But there's none. I sh...

Rummaging through my now neglected Friendster account weeks ago led me to this photo: From Left: Me, Irene, and Alariz The two girls who are...

So after posting 14 poems for 14 consecutive days, what did I gain? Materially, none. It wasn't as if those poems were for sale, and I w...

C upping her chin, he O pens up, pours out an U nbroken stream of P ure, honest words, as he L ooks into her eyes and wishes for E ternity t...

H e may be tired of her annoying A ttitude, get impatient at times, but T hey'll always talk, make up, and E mbrace a sweet, new beginni...