Ellen Rose Guilaran

Ellen Rose Guilaran Poems

The ocean is not a friend
Nor is it a foe
It is a vast waves of emotion
Yearning for me to swim through
...

I just want to bask in your sunlight
Even if it would hurt
But I know you'd keep me in shade
And you'd know, what you and I were worth
...

This place was once sacred
Where dreams collide
Yet they disintegrated
From the scary things we try to hide
...

Tides brought on
by your ocean's deep
Challenge me by
drowning
...

What of my childish resentment
Of a love that is of the past?
I should not hate you, for your change
Nor idolized what you are to me
...

Skepticism is your weapon of choice for these emotions
And I was made of heart of stone
It was mellowness perhaps
With it, melted a façade
...

I'd rather be alone in this miserable lonely
Than to seek a company that is not you
I'd rather be going home alone journey
Than be with any man that is not you
...

I see you in the deformities you let me
Transformed into a monster
But this is not who you are
...

It is to the extreme that I said I would kill myself for you
That I'd burn myself for you
To go to hell for you
Ultimately, a willing sacrifice for you
...

10.

Forgive me
For the sins I've done against you
I understand why you'd lock the door and shut me out
Why you wouldn't let me in
...

11.

You were my world
But when it burned
My world came crashing along with it
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Thinking about my love
All day, everyday as if he's in the clouds
But nay, he's here on the ground
He's here but not with me
...

In all of the invisible smoke and fake mirrors
You saw the truth in me
Ugly, miserable, and uncomfortable
Something naked that no one has seen before
...

I search a party of better bodies, of better company,
in hopes of forgetting you

I look for ones who almost looks like you,
...

15.

Downpour of torrent rains
Syncing with crashing waves
Usually hated by the people
But I am most calm in this weather
...

Waiting
Still waiting
Staring at the window pane
An automotive going the fast lane
...

Picture perfect camera
Fine resolution
It's useless when you
can't be here
...

My mother Venus was made out of foams of sea
A beauty revered, an incarnation of love
I was an embarrassment among mermaids
As not only did I know how to swim but to tricks to deceive men
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Dark clouds overhead
Signifying new storm is coming
Prepare myself for its cold beneath my skin
Yet the fire burns more within
...

The skies above split into two
The light and its unassuming grey brother
This city screams to 'Never leave me! '
As I see the countryside home
...

The Best Poem Of Ellen Rose Guilaran

The Crab And The Maiden

The ocean is not a friend
Nor is it a foe
It is a vast waves of emotion
Yearning for me to swim through

A tiny red crustacean skid on the sand
Telling me to follow him
His tiny legs of swiftness
With strands of intuition
Tells me, this crab is worth cooking
I laughed at the thought

For months, have befriended this crab
Exchanging stories of far away
He said he'll transform into a man one day
If I kiss him and show him that I love him too
(But the way he wanted me to be)

In secret, I already loved the crab
He was too fast to fall in love
But I fell harder
More than he could ever know

It was a dangerous preposition
As he'll become one of the crabs and get lost at sea
Washed up on a shore of a new land
With a new maiden he thought he fell in love
But he could not remove the thought of me

I did not tell this crab
That I was a mermaid
But it's pathetic
What of a sea creature who can't swim?
What of a serenading mermaid who sang to him but left her
Every sleepless night dedicated
Washed out the sand of how you left
Gone was the trace of you
I, a foolish mermaid, is willing to drown just to swim to you

Stories are made like these
A fairytale ending in a world we walk
If it's not destiny; then its a choice
It's a bittersweet fairytale
With no promise of convenience

It was never easy to love me
And it was not just to call this love
But it doesn't have to wait for a miracle
We can create the stories ourselves, made for the future of us

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Pity is the man who will have my children. He will suffer because they are me.

I don't want to agree. I want to answer.

...Because behind fear, there goes lies hiding.

There are a lot of beautiful things in this world and the thing that hinders it, that contributes most is, the illusion we created for ourselves.

In good faith, old things are renewed to another form. Just like how you were left broken, in despair, and coward, then got sophisticated in lying in the arms of someone new.

My absolution is your Karma.

It is rather easier to let dead people go than the living

I'm a cat; you're the owner. If you abandon me, in the end... I'll only blame myself And you abandoned me

I pity myself. But my longing for him is stronger. This isn't about pride anymore. This is yearning for something you have lost.

Before I take myself to the Underworld, I want to leave a letter for my family to read. I wanted you to know, that at the very end, I still love you.

If you're being far away from me is a torment; Then it is nothing compared to the 7th rings of hell There I danced in atonement, in hopes of reaching for your arms Because fate has been cruel, it has been kind But it could not keep me away from the bliss of reunion I'd cry a river my eyes would go blind

Fate has a funny way of playing us, and our human lives into the palms of their hands

Once I get out of this tunnel, I will get out into the light and a new world...once again

Humans run away from the naked truth but it is not because she is naked but because they could not appreciate the beauty of her

A moment taken is a moment gone forever

Regret is when I let you go without a fight.

Heavy lays the crown to the person who knows the forest tree

Regret is when I let you go without a fight But I couldn't Since I was s busy fighting my own demons

Better in truth I die Than protect me with lies

I'd rather die doing what I love. Than die in regret doing nothing

What does it mean to be human? To be able to afford mistakes.

Complacency is the stagnancy of a man

Monsters are the best clowns in the world

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