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He Should Be a Good Boy

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He should be a good boy poem

He Should Be a Good Boy poem

Somebody sent me an email to give me some advice and pointers regarding my poems (Thank you, Nellie!). As you can see, most of my poems are all about love because that’s the easiest subject for me. So today, I tried to venture into something completely different and I decided to write a poem about faith, religion, and humanity. (Actually, I wrote this yesterday. LMAO)

Faith and religion are two different things. You can be faithful without your religion but you can’t be religious without being faithful. And I think that one of the main reasons for religion’s diversity is because of our lack of faith. Given our cognitive privileges, only a human being has the power to change the world’s view about everything. Maybe that’s where it all started. Someone insisted that his God is the real God, without realizing that their Gods is all the same. Yeah, it’s kinda hard to explain but you get what I mean, right? (That’s just a wild guess, anyway.)

Moving on, this is my poem and I hope ya’ll enjoy this. Just send me an email on my “CONTACT ME” page if you have suggestions or whatsoever. 😉

Remember to always be a good human, alright? 🙂

You can also check out some of my literary works.  ♥

xoxo,

Kimberly. ♥

One Morning, I Woke Up and There Was No You


Photo for inspirational purposes only.

Photo for inspirational purposes only.

One Morning, I Woke Up and There Was No You

I.

One morning, I woke up and there was no you,

I looked around and all I see is an empty room full of offensive memories,

of loud moans, faint cries, and genuine laughter.

One morning, I woke up and I am empty.

II.

I can still smell the faint smell of your Marlboro Reds,

and I wondered if you can smell my perfume right at this very moment.

I wonder if you miss my skin like I miss yours,

And I wonder if I was imprinted in your life like the tattoos on your arms.

III.

One morning, I woke up and there was no you,

no paintbrush, no colors, no canvass.

You told me that you would make a colorful world,

and I told you that I will help you with my words, letters, and run-on sentences.

I guess it will never happen, now.

Because one morning, I woke up and the world was dull.

IV.

You may wonder what I did when you left.

I forced my feet to stand and walk on their own,

I forced my hands to give me the most beautiful color that ever existed,

and my feet led me out the door,

and my hands gave me a Crayola,

I flipped it over and the color is named “Burn it all”.

V.

So I gathered all your things and your shadows and my memories of you.

I burn them in the garage.

and I watched as the fire warm me and protect me against the cold, rainy morning.

And I smile because I finally realized how much comfort it brings me to finally let you go.

 VI.

One Morning, I woke up and there was no you.

You never came back.

So I put on my shoes and live my life,

hoping that  one morning, I’ll wake up and I won’t remember you at all.

 

This poem is mine, all copyrights intended. :)
See my other works here.

Enjoy!

xo,
Kim ♥

Poem no. 2: Johnny the Introvert


Its been ages since I’ve posted a poem about city hypocrisy. And I’ve been thinking about how deprived I am with literature. Haha!

So as I stick my nose in books again, I also began writing poems. And lately, I’ve been thinking about introverts with no apparent reason. Maybe because I am one, I don’t know.

Anyway, here’s my poem no. 2 entitled Johnny the Introvert. This may seem like a ridiculous title but I know this will get your attention in the first pace. And besides, Johnny is a nicer name. At least, better than Kimmy. I think I should name this Jomar or Richard after my man, but decided not to do so. He’ll probably kill me. haha!

This photo is for inspirational purposes only

This photo is for inspirational purposes only

Anyway, here’s my poem. 🙂

Johnny the Introvert

Johnny the Introvert

 

xoxo,

Kimberly ♥