Janine Alyssa Navarro

Rookie (March 21,1991 / Dubai, U.A.E.)

Janine Alyssa Navarro Poems

561. Stay Close, You Drive Away The Ghouls 1/28/2012
562. Swaying To The Sound Of The Breeze 1/29/2012
563. I Disappear Into A Naked Death 1/31/2012
564. Poison Noose Plank Knife Overdose 1/31/2012
565. Am I Gone 1/31/2012
566. Triumph At My Lows 2/2/2012
567. The Sweetest Poetry 2/2/2012
568. Pity Princess 2/2/2012
569. Lit 2/2/2012
570. What Do You See? 2/2/2012
571. Maybe 2/2/2012
572. Left-Over Dreams 2/6/2012
573. Nothing Fancy 2/6/2012
574. Sunlight 2/6/2012
575. Sunlight And Cobwebs 2/6/2012
576. Enigmatic Romance 2/6/2012
577. Stapled To Yours 2/6/2012
578. Wait For Me 2/6/2012
579. I'M Shifting In My Place 2/7/2012
580. Lilys Of The Field 2/7/2012
581. Seven Stars 2/8/2012
582. Of Hue And Cigarette Dreams 2/8/2012
583. Wallow Over Wonder 2/8/2012
584. To Be Left Unscarred 2/8/2012
585. If He Promised You Kisses 2/8/2012
586. Questions, Just Questions 2/8/2012
587. A Dust Mite Speaks 2/8/2012
588. Savageleewriting 2/8/2012
589. Stoplight 2/10/2012
590. Day-Old Jacket 2/10/2012
591. Darling, Hey 2/10/2012
592. Death Of Me 2/10/2012
593. The Maximalist 2/10/2012
594. Dear Cold Heart 2/13/2012
595. Without Saying Much 2/13/2012
596. 'My Heart Is A Desert' 2/13/2012
597. Insomniac 2/13/2012
598. 10 'O' Clock 2/14/2012
599. When Someone 2/14/2012
600. Wonderful Distraction 2/14/2012
Best Poem of Janine Alyssa Navarro

Drinks And Daily Deaths

Do you believe that you belong
In that drowning sensation
Where you’re safe as long as
You’re constantly inundated?

Can I save you, or is it too late
To place you next to me
Where it’s safe, dry and free
From the perilousness of fallacy?

Do you see clearer with it
Instead of resting upon my dress?
Growing apart, drifting away
All it’s ever going to do is hurt you

I see you smitten, betrothed to it
I am helpless, you are lost in its seas
But it is evident that these daily deaths
Would eventually bring us together

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Silly

Oh what a silly world it is;
Frail hearts a-skipping
Upon harsh hopes,
Dreams are weathered.

The Musts are at loss
Rationality is a day late
Yet this silly world
Is all I want to love.

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