This Girl I Know

Counting 25 lovely days monthly

Is something I’m looking forward fully

But I hated 26th, and she has no idea

That freakin’ day sent me in paranoiahhhh!!

Before the night we would depart

I watched her sleep from my heart

With closed eyes I can see it right

How Angelic she was in that sight

I may be the corniest Poet in the universe

But I’d make her the loveliest in every verse

She rightfully is a walking work of art

I confess my amazement from the very start

Her hair sways in the open like cotton

Her hands are still soft though troublesome

A woman filled with mystique and tranquility

A person with indescribable personality

Complete poetic definition of a mean girl

A teaser, so don’t get caught in her twirl

I’m actually grinning while doing this poem

Oh Sweety, don’t spank me when you’re home

She can easily crush me with a hand

But she’d never do it even with my demand

She looks best when she starts smiling

Lines from her face send my mind flying

She is born with Sardonyx for felicity

A Prepared Leo with a flower of Poppy

The bright Sun being her guiding star

Sunny Saturday can get her very far

This girl I know of walks with me

This girl I speak of is Sweety

She simply is dah man’s man

And I simply am, still, the lucky one

Early Sunday Paranoia

The comfort in her arms I’m longing

And so I came by the river this Sunday morning

The scent of water softly free running

The scent of my girl wildly came rushing

Twiddling my thumbs as I whisper her name

Calling for help like a poor child in shame

In the shallow part my reflection looked so lame

But I am holding on my faith with good aim

Freezing wind coils around my body

Rendering emotions both sad and happy

Cold hands, warm heart was from her Daddy

A strong quote, I remember, she kept telling me

I have always called this, ordinary day

But now I understand what others tried to say

…14th of February is Valentine’s Day???

I didn’t know, until Sweety came my way

Countless Exquisite First Times I consider them

Close Fireworks of blue, red, yellow like gem

Fireflies, Ghosts, and Goosebumps like BhaMM!!

Free food, 9 mornings, and Taho we jammed

All of these things we’ve done together

Put a smile on me every time I remember

I sometimes pretend to forget the days of December

No use, I keep on losing, ending up missing her

It’s 6:12 A.M., the sunlight getting warm

Fog dissipates, dawn breaking with no harm

Standing at the edge, I sighed as I hum

I turned my back as it goes, eerie sound of my alarm

Walking home smiling through this ordinary day

I’m trying to change what others wanted to say

14th of February truly is just another day

As Valentine’s knows no specificity,

If a Sweety like mine would come their way

A Simple Talk

 I let my guard down again

Fallen for someone but then

To a person I never thought I can

We truly are in different worlds

She belongs to where love unfolds

I belong to the plains and colds

She is distinctly not the average

A big loving heart for young age

Awaiting to be written on like blank page

I don’t know if she is the one

But as sure I don’t want her gone

And if she is, then I’m done

Life, for the first time I cared

Though short of span we shared

Forever is nothing compared

Strong taste of sweet like Honey

Lucky I am to call her Sweety

Happy indeed she calls me Baby

I know I’ll never love this way again

So I’d stand beside her and until then

This girl will hold me, and I know she can