Charlz dela Cruz

You made love
to my soul
with a quick glance
of your star-bright eyes
We shared a lifetime
in one
fleeting moment
One moment
and everything
I knew 
ceased
to exist.

I am Joker
I laugh at every little thing,
little meaning, little soul, little life...

Because my bones have lost their shape and color
My hands are twisting themselves with a string of lies
I am lighting the matchsticks with my mouth,
setting fire to my eyes

You look at me and I laugh
I laugh because you are funny
You think I'm crazy
while I laugh to hide the sound of tears
leaving my eyes

I laugh
because when I write my poems
I see a world
made of tears.

The flowers are wild with your flavor
The moon craves for your touch
The earth rotates in your favor
But can the heart love as much?

Time is a slave to your beauty
Yet it's the soul the eyes do not see
You are a wild dream and your lips are such
But can the heart love as much?

For you are more than earth, water, and fire
More than the wind of kisses that move me with desire
How vain this world must be for you, sweet maiden
That you shall pass by its thorns and kisses over again

Yet all love is true for as long as you live
As every beat and beauty of a rhyme
Shall speak of you ever more
To-morrow and eternal time.

'I am tired
of being evil,'
Satan prayed with a sigh
God closed his eyes
and whispered,
"so am I."

There is nothing left in the stars
but the gripping thoughts that once poured like a river
from the darkness of your eyes
like a blanket of dreams, caressing my soul

Words fell from your eyes waiting to be spoken
but broke as soon as they touched the ground

But listen...

My tears are on your skin
The red moon is in my mouth
as all my words come to a close
on your lips.

He played
the wrong game
and they expected him
to make
the right moves.

Regardless of the reason
a true warrior
will never drop
his sword
to clean the blade
of another warrior
not because he does not like
the other warrior
but because of honor
and because he respects
the other warrior so much
and therefore he has to meet him
also with a sword.

The moment
you become
a rose,
you shall
feel
the thorns.

When God created the stars
My jar was already full
Of dreams of other people
That even death
Is a wish
I could not have.

The birds in the wild woods sing
of the unearthly beauty that you bring
I ask, "What beauty does this woman hold?"
They answer, "It's more than all the sky and gold"

They say that you can talk with flowers
then they lead me to a garden of fire
I see you dancing with earth's great lovers
while I make friends with Sadness and Desire

Indeed, you are most pure
majestic and heavenly in all your ways
so now I'm unsure
for my eyes are too dim to behold your face

This hits me like a heavy lance
that my dream of dreams can't come true
until you return my gaze with a sudden glance
and your eyes speak, "I love you."

Sitting by the bonfire, the stars fell upon us
We were young enough to hold its light with our dreams
But then we grew, and outgrew ourselves
Now only the stars remember the dreams we left

And yet a fire still burns
the fire we carry in our hearts, forever burning
reminding us to sit and watch the stars
and be like the bonfire that burns, ever-still
full of dreams of a child, alive
with a Soul.

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a drop of water once spoke of a river a river endless as time its bright waters passionately streaming and waves ebbing a joyful rhyme
you don't know
you don't know how much my fingers bled when i removed the thorns from your heart
you are
you are         a rare creature   a myth        buried    in a secret page      of literature one day   the world will have        to dig in and exhume you     from my heart to see  how your soul spills   from your body              giving light      to the stars
do not move a mountain
do not move a mountain with your faith it is a crime only move me with your love and mountains will swim  across the oceans

A woman walked into a village
bending on tiptoes, swaying
to a silent rhythm

A woman walked into a village
Yes, that woman in a white dress,
with gold, flowing hair

A woman walked into a village
A little boy watched her smooth and fluid steps
An old lady by the hut saw her liquid motion
The man tending the field was enthralled
by her sweet and tender frame, face divine
For who would not love a woman
with wild eyes, body of fire?

A woman walked into a village
and soon enough, the whole town
was dancing in a frenzy
as if in a hypnotic hold
or was it all just her beauty?

A woman walked into a village
and they all danced without end
for days and days
until a child fell
dead on the floor, and then the old woman,
the man -- everyone danced
to death...

The woman walked into another village
and danced,
and danced.