Biography of gina layog
I write from the heart, oftentimes, its a song that inspire me to write, just simple songs, I always wear my heart on my sleeve, that's my bane, I'm so easy to read, pathetic sometimes, I do tend to kinda say the lamest verse, so do understand, I'm just a beginner in this hand
gina layog Poems
The Joys Of Kayaking
water surrounds me, constantly, it undulates beneath me, its motion, soothing, gliding, lulling, lts sound so seductively, caress,
*****ssh ****** Kinds Of Freedom
Freedom means Unbind these chains, Freedom sings, To choose as well...
Decisions..... Leaving....Beginning.... Starting all over... Ocean deep that runs....
pleasure me with your eyes, promises you beguile, I revel in delight, then I realize,
Dream's Rite Of Requiem
standing in the rain, drained, drenched to the skin, from this dream's inception, it was compromised, sadly from its circumstances, none too gently, its sorry demised, finally detested, strongly interdicted,
Bleed from the head, Bleed from the heart, Bleed in the gut, Bleed from the womb,
I Carry Your Heart With Me
(An ode to EE Cummings' 'I carry your heart with me') Tell me his name.... Maybe, I'll ask the sun,
The Hero...The Knight...The Soldier True
(Inspired from the song 'the sun will set for you') How does the sun speaks to you? Its beams cascading like spectral rain,
While My Kayak Gently Weeps
(INSPIRED BY THE BEATLES SONG 'WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS) Shadows of winter, full blast,
I Won'T Tell 'Em Your Name
(THIS POEM WAS INSPIRED BY THE SONG 'NAME' BY THE GOO GOO DOLLS) Dare I say your name, only in dreams, sweet delight, Daylight reigns, this crime remains, sweet misery, guilty reality,
(This poem was inspired by the song 'Silent Lucidity' by Queenryche) In your life, I'm the reason you exist, Now, I myself exit, to let you live,
My Muse At Cafe' Muse
'ART IS BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTY IS WHEN ONE IS BEING LOVED, ONLY THEN CAN HE BE DEFINED' (ROBERT MUSIL) ANSWER: HE IS MY MUSE I'm in love with the idea of being in love or whatever that means, Sad thing is that he is in love with someone else,
I don't want to be blind, nor you to me be casually bind, Not my style, nor my design.... A vast chasm, an ocean of blues dines on the waters, I don't want to sound like a cliche'
If I were to write something about myself, words fail to describe, my true essence, its true character, its wit and its form, Melodious like poetry, non the norm, such as an artist would cast himself as the subject and to the world bare his soul, it takes courage,
I don't want to be blind, nor you to me be casually bind,
Not my style, nor my design....
A vast chasm, an ocean of blues dines on the waters,
I don't want to sound like a cliche'
I stand before you nude, my heart bare, my mouth mute,
Can you see me? Can you hear me?
Despite these difficulties, all my insecurities, my iniquities,
Cradled in your arms, I quietly dream
Silence my only option, my one companion,