Melanie Agua

Rookie (1980 / Philippines)

Melanie Agua Poems

81. An Old Friend 11/15/2008
82. Love Is A Beach :) 11/15/2008
83. An Extraordinary Day 11/15/2008
84. An Inconvenient Time 11/16/2008
85. I Love 11/16/2008
86. Chopsticks 10/28/2009
87. Love As We Know It 10/28/2009
88. Sunday Afternoon 10/29/2009
89. Disagreement Over A Cold Coffee 10/29/2009
90. To My Friends, Forever And Ever And Ever 10/29/2009
91. Wicked Endearment 10/30/2009
92. Doubt 3/23/2007
93. Someday 3/24/2007
94. Faked 4/18/2011
95. Vague 4/18/2011
96. Used To Be 2/2/2012
97. Happy Birthday 2/3/2012
98. First Date 2/2/2012
99. Somewhere I Want To Be 11/15/2008
100. Love Me Instead 3/7/2007
101. Vets 3/7/2007
102. Ms. Jane And A Few Others 3/1/2007
103. I Dream Bohemia 4/18/2011
104. Secret Admirer 3/6/2007
105. The Day I Got Bored 2/2/2012
106. Randomly 2/2/2012
107. Mail 1/14/2008
108. Flirt 1/14/2008
109. Saintlike 1/19/2008
110. Toppled 3/7/2007
111. I Refrain To Be An Artist 2/26/2007
112. Aches 11/15/2008
113. When I Was Shy 3/10/2007
114. Destiny That Comes In Folds 10/29/2006
115. Address: Streets 10/29/2006
116. At Seventy-Five 2/3/2007
117. Before The Kill 2/14/2007
118. Somewhere Under And Never 2/3/2007
119. Life Belongs To Me 2/3/2007
120. Still Single 10/8/2006

Comments about Melanie Agua

  • Angela Barker (9/13/2007 11:44:00 AM)

    Soft and subtle, strong and fierce -her poetry leads me in delightful circles, leaving me dizzy, drunk and sated.

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  • Goldy Locks (11/5/2006 5:35:00 PM)

    I only dance with women with visions, and Melanie Agua - aquacious female poet - has one.
    keep raising the bar. thump the divide. your saucy subdued wit is not going unnoticed. sjg x

Best Poem of Melanie Agua

I Wait

Like an obedient child,
I wait. I wait.
Tomorrow, will you?
At a friend's party.

I despise dreaming
because they're lies;
sweet hearts' tales
gone by breakfast.

Perhaps i should be
satisfied with gazes;
for your lips are frozen,
stitched and dead.

Read the full of I Wait

Let It Be Known

let it be known to Sorrow
that I've reopened to smile -
Inspite of its ritual calling,
that I dwell and share his cries.

emancipated by fleeting time
that eventually quitted pounding;
for inspite of the agony that
doesn't sleep, I never die.

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