Biography of MiJ HeNrieL
I was born and grew up in the Philippines. I started writing poems when I`m ten years old. As I went in high-school, my writing skill bloomed.During my 1st year I had written several poems and few stories.Some stories are magnificent yet unfinished. And now, I`m 15, I was so great that I found this site..
MiJ HeNrieL Poems
I`m Not Prince Charming And Will Never B...
I I saw Cinderella in the marketplace Her clothes ragged and one of her shoes without a lace Tiny drops of sweat ran across her beautiful face
Praises are but downpours which cannot moisten an arid land Lust is but a giant wave which cannot make love stand Fame is but a tiny dropp of water in the wide ocean Wealth and power are but graves dug by those who made them their sun.
Twinkle, twinkle, my morning star up the distant sky Like a diamond sparkling before my eye Twinkle, twinkle, my morning star, how I wonder where you are You vanished like a whirlwind that had not come.
It would be a clock that rang a ding, dong, ding! The chime`s so pleasant to hear even in the gloomiest hour O, Jonathan, I wonder why you`d changed the way you are.
From the highest mountain to the deepest sea From the smallest herb to the biggest tree From all these things there`s nothing to be compared to thee O, my Marayah, the epitome of real beauty.
How could I compare thee to another If you are far better If your voice is far sweeter If your life is far softer?
Two Must Start A Fire
What`s the use of having a harlot or two beside your bed When you can`t even tell how does it began and where will it lead What`s the use of the ardent kisses and passionate hugs If it`s just lust that you have?
Eros Is Long Dead
We Are The Trojans
Life Is An Odyssey
In every morn and night of our lives We encounter problems, troubles and strife In every step we make, in every road we take We can`t avoid detours that will make us wait.
I Was Once Happy
I was once happy when I had met you The winking of your eye, the tone of your voice Made me happy, dragging me away from feeling blue You made my world spin again and taught me how to rejoice.
Sonnet Of Love
Like the vast blue sky above Full of million scintillating stars Love filled with alacrity alone have The eternal brightness, guiding those from afar.
Is there another perfect smile to make my very soul rejoice?
Would I be thrilled, enraptured while I listen to another voice?
Would I be spell-bounded, dazzled while I looked to another`s eyes?
Would my life outshine the moon when my sun failed to rise?
Would the sighs of my lips be the same when we argue?
Would I be happy still when I let you go?
Would I be amazed, puzzled while I stare to another`s chaste beauty?
Should I really do this when I can`t rid of this fantasy?