Janine Alyssa Navarro

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

Janine Alyssa Navarro Poems

121. Shadow 1/27/2012
122. Towel Over Head 1/27/2012
123. All Beginnings, All Ends 1/27/2012
124. Get Some Sleep 1/27/2012
125. Gummy Cola 1/27/2012
126. The Moon Is Us 1/27/2012
127. Ask 1/27/2012
128. Wounded Wing 1/27/2012
129. Silver 1/27/2012
130. Empty Space 1/27/2012
131. Story, Poem, Confession 1/27/2012
132. To See Them Wither 1/27/2012
133. Home 1/27/2012
134. Rhythmic Fallacy 1/27/2012
135. Gas 1/27/2012
136. Just When 1/27/2012
137. The Fool's Fall 1/27/2012
138. Skittles 1/27/2012
139. Jasmine 1/27/2012
140. Mark Me Blue 1/27/2012
141. Undone At 2 1/27/2012
142. Grant Me 1/27/2012
143. A Wish To Be Dismissive 1/27/2012
144. Blank 1/27/2012
145. Pause 1/27/2012
146. A Juvenile Weakness 1/27/2012
147. All Yours 1/27/2012
148. All These Crazy Things 1/27/2012
149. Loud And Clear 1/27/2012
150. Waves 1/27/2012
151. Soul On Palm 1/27/2012
152. Nano-Second 1/27/2012
153. Hell 1/27/2012
154. Let's March On 1/27/2012
155. If Only I Were Heartless 1/27/2012
156. Stupid Boy 1/27/2012
157. Poetry 1/27/2012
158. She Said 1/27/2012
159. This Boy 1/27/2012
160. Retracing Steps 1/27/2012

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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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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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