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Falling Tear
Ignite my fire dear
Let my old passions stir;
Catch my falling tear!
-Stormykatie
When Standing is not Easy
I have to stand when standing is not easy
For when it is, what joy is there to feel?
I need to have faith when the tide is against me
Who knows one day it'll succumb to my will?
My eyes have seen how the waves cruelly tumbled;
In this world, the weak's always the first to crumble.
You would not live long if you are not capable;
Of picking yourself up each time you stumble.
The path to success is never plain;
It is never lenient; never tame.
It's rather dreary, truculent and rough;
Those who could tread it are the brave and tough.
And so I've sworn not to quish when I fall;
To bend, to roll but never to crumble.
To shudder, to bleed but never surrender;
I'd fight till I win- a determined soldier!
Even the wind tries to blow me down;
I get up patiently, a knight so gallant.
Even the storm tries to smash me down;
I struggle fearlessly, a heart so valliant!
I will always stand when standing is not easy;
I will walk straight and sturdy as can be.
I will not give up when the tide's against me;
Soon it will bow and succumb to me in my victory!
-Stormykatie
(2010)
Ocean of Secrets
Oh, but her heart dear
Will always be an ocean;
Of buried secrets.
-Stormykatie
Window
A place to behold;
The snow as it falls.
A refuge to the lonely;
Somewhere to catch cold.
For me it is a border;
Parting me from you.
Oh beloved stranger;
I watch you from here.
Not wanting to interfere;
My gloomy soul tries;
To make sense of it all.
This window is a wall;
Preventing hearts to collide.
Behind it, I hide;
All my yearnings inside.
-Stormykatie
42 Beats per Minute
Oh my over-fatigued heart;
Throbs life in its weakest.
Holds you like a secret;
There it goes fighting-
42 beats per minute;
Hope it won't stop shortly
Cause I've never told you yet;
How much I'm trying-
To live for you dear;
Though the truth is
I wanna disappear!
-Stormykatie
One Thousand Seven Hundred Daffodils
Of the one thousand seven hundred-
Daffodils scattered;
None mirrors who I am.
Nor the pints of blood I've bled;
Before I was pronounced dead!
-Stormykatie
Like the snow
And the raindrop;
My heart does
What it does best:
It falls!
-Stormykatie
Perfect Shot
Remember my love;
To look into my eyes
When you feel uncertain.
My demons reside;
Deep within them.
But so does Eros;
With his bow and arrows;
Preparing to aim
For a perfect shot
-Stormykatie
You are the dream
I wake up from
Every single time
The stream
Of white lie
I try to get by
With a sigh
While him-
He is the possibility
Waiting to happpen
A ray of sunshine
Fighting the stark
Darkness within me
And me?
I am the girl
Stupid enough
To cling on you-
The dream
That will never ever be!
-The dream that will never be
Words: Stormykatie
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I bottled them up;
Ready for the next Sunset.
-Tears
-Stormykatie
If your world becomes a desert of snow,
I hope my love is en0ugh to warm you
Stormykatie, April 20th
If death comes closer
Than dawn to the darkest night
I will love you then.
Stormykatie
If I scream, would you run;
Like all of a sudden, you miss the sun?
Stormykatie
Oh, the places we've been
I keep going back to all of them
Keep retracing the steps
Keep trying to remember
How the laughter sounded
I wonder if you tried
To go back too
Is it only me
Or did you try to search me too
Among strangers
Walking along the scenic
Calle Crisologo
Where I first professed my love
And where you chose to break my heart
By walking away
Without telling me why
-Calle Crisologo,
Katie, 2016
Image: Jei
Me, I am a great procrastinator.
But I cannot procrastinate missing you every single time.
-Katie, 17:30
Manila doesn't feel like home
Though it hums all my songs
Recites the old rhymes
I crafted
In that old asotea
Locked in your arms
Like we'll never part
Though I felt it in your heart
You never loved me from the start
As I leaned closer
I felt each beat ached for her
You should know it pierced me
The way Manila breaks me in pieces
As it reminds me I don't fit
Into this bustling metropolis!
-Manila breaks me,
Katie, May 15th//
I will lament
Our love like Andromache
I will sing three heroic
Songs for you and me
Though in truth
Our paths were never
Meant to cross
As much as our hearts
Were never meant
To respond to each other's call
-Never meant to cross,
Katie, 16:23