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Marcus Jjaks Reyes Poem
I love being young, getting to ride the roller coasters.
The sound, tick, tick, tick, tick-like a heartbeat racing to the top.
Then, surprised even when you know it’s coming, dropped into the abyss.
Something always pulls it down, like gravity.
It’s frustrating, riding something so close to being dead.
So far away but still so close, seating rows.
I hate being so close to, yet so far from the row.
She was in with me on this roller coaster.
Adrenaline rushed my body so fast almost leaving me dead.
The blood flowed so fast emphasizing the highs of the top.
But something keeps pulling me down, gravity.
Here I am again, back in the abyss.
In the ride, weeks of no communication, the beginning of the end, the abyss.
The scariest. My worst fear of my youth. Looking back at the rows,
I see her, with my own image, my heart sinks more. I hate you gravity.
But it’s the only thing that fuels the roller coaster.
Nothing makes me happier than bringing it back to the top.
Let’s hope this isn’t so abrupt, so fast, like the last one, leaving me dead.
How I hope so much, so much hope still not dead.
The heart, the love, the eternal abyss.
Strikes me back with enough momentum to reach the top.
Lines, love, flashing like an old film, with rows.
Showing me a movie, reminding me of, a roller coaster.
The movie explained that the only thing that keeps it going is gravity.
Thank you gravity.
My worries are gone and dead.
Just accept it, and love the roller coaster.
Appreciate the loneliness of the abyss.
The reason you’re here is for the ride, not the rows.
I just want to enjoy the youth and its happy tops.
This coaster, like love has its tops.
But something brings it down like gravity.
Distanced with rows,
Never seeing her again, thinking she’s dead.
But deeper and deeper coming out of the abyss.
The complicated life of the young, the love of roller coasters.
Get on the roller coaster, rise to the top.
Don't worry about the drop to the abyss, It’s because of gravity
That you’re not dead, and I don't care about the rows.
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Marcus Jjaks Reyes Poem
You are
my six minute
slow dance
in the rain.
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I leap because
there is no ground,
That is why
I leap.
Because the sun
is fading, and
my night is
without you.
So I leap.
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Marcus Jjaks Reyes Poem
Hello again my impossible girl,
I've been looking for you in this always changing world
and I have you, my impossible girl.
But, is it always what it seems?
Because every now and then I'll think
and every now and then I will dream,
that my impossible girl has found me.
Because even if I have you, will you see me?
I find it harder and harder to concentrate on the future,
when my future doesn't have my impossible girl.
So as every ball of rock and dust enters the earth,
and every birthday candle blown,
and every night at 11:11,
I will wish for my impossible girl to finally see me,
her impossible man waiting,
for his impossible girl.
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Hello milady how was your day?
May I compliment you more?
For it is today
That I see you like never before.
Your smile overpowers me
And so much in common we share
I will profess to you gladly
But do I really dare?
For you are too glorious
For me to lose
I was never notorious
For letting my feelings loose
But today I shall, and it shall be done
Because you are the one and only one
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The change in which you undergo
May change the rest of time
So as we change you need to know
That one day I will make you mine
Constant in which constants stay
Forever till the after
As the moon sets and sets away
So the sun soon fills with laughter
The wind blows like the Zephyr ways
And goes my worries with it
Let the days go by as days
And put them together as they fit
The heart wants what the heart sought
The heart fights so the heart fought
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Marcus Jjaks Reyes Poem
I love our conversations day to day
I laugh at the awkwardness in the hall
I love how you are mine, my sweet blue jay
If this were a movie the snow would fall
The perfect scene that everyone desires
The paramount picture movie nights out
I love that this love does not require
Sadness and despair, the miserable pout
I want to see you as you always are
I want to laugh and share my memories
So you call to me, and I won’t be far
I want to cheer and hear your melodies
For it is a rose in any other name
I am foolish, but who am I to blame?
New found friendship in the darkest areas
But it’s not like we are from dark places
You are the light that disrupts hysteria
There’s no need to hide under fake faces
Thank you, my search for that place is finished
That place where loneliness finally dies
That place where joy is, as it should, cherished
That place where despair meets its true demise
I no longer have to travel today
To travel to that place where sadness ends
Because I have found that place, my blue jay
So from now on, what we do shall depend
Shall we travel together tomorrow
To keep fighting everlasting sorrow
What I say and do I mean completely
What I say to you I mean with honesty
But Please do not take my words so feebly
Don’t shrink in front of the face of modesty
You are marvellous, true in every way
You are graceful, so keep dancing like you
You are beautiful, so smile my blue jay
Smile and I shall be marvellous with you
Please take my words to heart, never forget
They are nothing but spectators tonight
You are the main attraction, don’t leave yet
You will rock, no need to be polite right?
You are awesome in each and every way
You are pretty no matter what they say
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Light the way
for the thundering seas
and quivering winds will
not stop us nay
only to make the stronger even more
so
so
take your place at the front
as you lead the few brave
amongst us.
Dead be it not, nor sin be it death
for I know not to forget
Teach the more of tomorrow
lost at sea
Take them aboard the ship of the land of few
Oh Captain my Captain
so much
so few
to stay true
Oh Captain my Captain
Lead on
So these virgins that make much of time.
They gather thine rosebuds
Even whilst they may
Teach on my Captain.
So these few believers, still dare be bold and be true
These few poets, sucking the marrows of life, still seize the day
So thank you my Captain
So few of us make it to live, just to die, knowing
they never lived.
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I didn’t pick you to be
my muse, the same way
you don’t decide
to fall in love. Love isn’t
“alright, I’m ready to
give everything I got
for you.” Love is “no
matter how hard I try,
I can’t get your damn
face out of my head,
and I really want to
see you right now.”
So, don’t tell me to
get over it, because
this isn’t some mountain
you can walk all over.
This is climbing up
falling stairs.
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I thought to myself, if I could draw,
I’d draw this. But I can’t so I won’t.
Instead I’ll try to describe it. It’s kind
of like realizing you were okay after
all; after this not-so-tragic tragedy,
you were fine. It’s like a sigh of relief.
You’re not numb, you’re at peace; you
just haven’t realized it.
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