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Name: Lafi
Country: Philippines
Metro: Manila
Birthday: 4/7/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: anything that would make me happy just for a day,
girls
music,
i can write poetry check me out(tagline for those girls out there.....just drop by)
Expertise: swimming i guess
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Yahoo:  shlop_blop
Member Since:
12/27/2005
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| i think their eyes are following me,
every movement,
every gesture is scrutinized
until they compare me to someone
greater than i.
they expect so much from me, and i
expect nothing from them.
they have already judged me before i
ever stepped into the light.
and now, they are forming their
own conclusions.
their decisions, their perspectives, vary
like the ever changing creases on my suits.
it is so random and sometimes so different.
i can see them, snickering, commenting, examining
me further.
they will gossip later over the white champagnes and
the red wines, their little mouths clamoring to tell another
itching ear about some curious fact about me.
i hate them, i hate my name, i hate the expectations,
and i hate the burden of it all.
my name, a name recognized by all, scrutinized by all,
and judged by all.
it is a name that i have to wear, until the day of my last breath
when it shall no longer have a meaning whatsoever.
only the thought of my name shall last beyond me and be carried
over to some unwitting member of my beloved family.
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| the slow contemplations of summer as i ruminate over
a pack of cigarettes and my drunken reverie of thoughts
and wanton inhibitions.
silent and dreadful, the want of summer yearning inside me
yet trapped inside a dreadful stupor of thoughts and facts.
days of reminiscing are abruptly halted as i contemplate
over a summer wrought by requirements and expectations.
i reminisce on the green mangoes that i had once picked up
by the sea shore, now forgotten on the white earth.
the beach house overlooking the blue sea, awaits, beckoning me to go back.
but it's now filled with the feelings of neglect and despair after
waiting for the touch of a human for over a year.
the beer bottles and the table underneath the palm tree's are cracked
and buried beneath the white sand,
and the table is now but a distant memory in someone's camera.
no more crashing waves, no more boisterous laughter by the bonfire as
the embers fly away into the high seas.
all gone and only the rough scratchings of a pencil or a pen over paper
are heard, and the monotonous drone of a boring professor are heard as
i slip back into my reverie of thoughts and memories of a summer long gone.
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| does it always have to end
with those simple words?
those words that we all dread
after a long and fruitful relationship.
why does it have to end with
goodbye's?
why does it have to end with
our eyes locking with one
another and just gazing
into the infinite depths of our souls?
why, why, why?
why can't we just say what we truly want
to hear?
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| the bitter-sweet taste of alcohol,
it flows down from my mouth
to the deep innards of my body.
it stays there, soothing me till
my mind wanders to the so many
pains that have wrought this fragile
soul.
soon the waves of alcohol take hold
of me, it throttles me until the world
has gone topsy-turvy.
the endless throbbing, providing relief
that i am still part of this world.
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| the sultry chocolate still left inside my mouth,
melting away as our lips brushed against each others.
the steam rising from our joined bodies, quivering
with excitement as we married by the moonlight.
eyes closed as we felt the ecstasy of our bodies moving slowly,
undulating with the rhythm of our whirlwind love
affair.
quick and fleeting we broke apart from our
sundry love affair to the noises of intruding voices in our midst.
the adrenaline and the ecstasy heightening our want for one
another.
the lights come on, and they enter, together we are wrapped
in our tight embrace, holding each other until the lights go out
forevermore.
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