Janine Alyssa Navarro

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

Janine Alyssa Navarro Poems

641. Gathering Faults 2/23/2012
642. Promenade 2/23/2012
643. Minus The Lies 2/23/2012
644. When It Breaks 2/23/2012
645. An Argument For Her Blunderer 2/23/2012
646. Pitter Patter Thud 2/23/2012
647. A Choleric Restraint; Our Love 2/23/2012
648. If Tiredness Became Me 2/23/2012
649. Tom, How Do You Do? 2/23/2012
650. Unrequited And Wine 2/23/2012
651. She Errs, But So What? 2/23/2012
652. Key And Lock 2/23/2012
653. Picnic Mat 2/23/2012
654. Dance Of The Lost Phantoms: Hers 2/23/2012
655. If Only 2/23/2012
656. On Something 2/23/2012
657. Without You 2/23/2012
658. Transitory Stars And Breathing 2/23/2012
659. The Perfect Princess 2/25/2012
660. Almost Home 2/27/2012
661. Beams 2/4/2012
662. Fallen Constellations 2/4/2012
663. Honey, Are We Mitigators? 2/4/2012
664. Drown Me If You Please 2/4/2012
665. Paper Cut 2/27/2012
666. Wednesday's Mirage 2/27/2012
667. Carousel And Ferris Lights 2/27/2012
668. Sandstorm 2/27/2012
669. What Are All These 1/28/2012
670. It's Not Easy 2/17/2012
671. A Little More, A Little Longer 1/28/2012
672. I'Ll Take Care Of You 1/28/2012
673. Out Of Play-Pretend 1/28/2012
674. Tsk, Tsk, Tsk 1/27/2012
675. Hey Babe 1/27/2012
676. Not The One, But I Tried 1/27/2012
677. Stop, Go 1/27/2012
678. Swap 1/27/2012
679. Hands Of The Clock 1/27/2012
680. Cold Sweat 1/27/2012
Best Poem of Janine Alyssa Navarro

Playful Love, Trickle

I felt your playful love trickle down my spine
even if you were not here
the waters between us stir restlessly
they long to break apart this distance, this fury
the sound of the winds are catching up
it wishes to whisk you away to me
hang on to the ticking seconds
until time makes me one with you
fear not, my love, in you I will dissolve
you and I will soon intertwine
when our skins finally touch
until eternity and beyond, we will never part

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Faint Flower

Our love blossomed like that of a shy flower
It took some time for it to bloom
The sun shone brightly yet we didn’t haste
Every minute was as gentle as a blushing seed.

The next days were like living a book
Yet it seemed the end was too far away
We loved the way how clocks were at halt
No measurement interfered; we were besotted.

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