alejandro bernardo

And this poem of the heart now I write for you
To thank you for the memories we share through
You’re someone who touches my life that others can’t do
You’ve painted my world with new and different hue.
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When shadows fill my heart and darkness surrounds me
When all troubles come and take away my faith to thee
When I am so weak, bothered and perfectly weary
I am reminded that you my Lord will soon set me free
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Once I had a dream…
To be with the stars,
Be known and esteemed
In the island and far.
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Thrice that I had fallen
Each tick is a failure
You came along, then
Thumped me with your finest pure
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If I die, will I live again?
Or I’ll die when I die?
If I die, have I forgiven others?
Have they forgiven me?
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You are why I have sleepless night
You are why I’m weak when you’re out of sight
You are why I feel brand new and always right
You are why my very sun shines so bright.
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Sometimes I forget to say how much I love you
Sometimes I run out of words to mean I do
Sometimes I don’t know that I’ve hurt you
Many times I say sorry, forgive me, too
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You came into my life
Changed me and my cold nights
You brighten up my days
You showed me my path, my ways.
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I have a secret
That only I myself know
I keep a secret
That obviously you don’t know.
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Until when must I hide this true feeling?
The leaves have withered yet I have not lipped
The words deep down in me that mean one thing
The three lexis uncovered and unzipped.
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Feelings remained for so long untold
True desires now I finally unfold
You are to me the brightest world
My everything you’ll be forever called
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Morning and I am still unawake
My eyes are closed though it’s too late
I dream about you, you alone to date
In a world I am unable to possibly make
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I need you
Be with me now
I love you
Rescue me
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There is only 1, just one,
here who loves you
Who will always fill in the gap
between your fingers
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Giving the heart to someone mutely
Suppressed emotions pierce the depth
Couldn’t air the mourning blatantly
For your apathy, still in mute breadth.
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It’s over
My heart is now in pain
My eyes are teary
My spirit is drowned.
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Where in this realm
Lie my true accounts?
Where in this cold earth
My spirit could be found?
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