Unrequited Love

Perfection

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2005 Poetry

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Breasts as perfect as can be,

cause desires deep within.

A woman tempting as she stands,

contemplating her limits for me.

Wearing her collar of trust,

to show she belongs enslaved.

Not to me but her own lust,

and drippings from her soul.

This woman has my love,

my heart, my mind,

forever and beyond.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my 300th post

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the letter

the tether has broken

but still clings to the ankle

and d    r    a    g    s    .

it's too much

too soon

to make sense of it,

but it all ended so quickly.

die to me.

i died a million

times for you,

and as eponine said,

"i may have been

a bit in love with you."

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loon-crow

the loon

and

the crow

  were op

    po

      site

lovers:

  one

  never

  loved

the

other

loved

too

much.

  every night

    the

      crow

  takes the

loon's

throat

  in its

beak

        and rips.

  there is

no sound

but the

silence is

  defeaning.

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Just A Rose

Just a Rose

By Muriel Palanca



She is just a rose.

So beautiful.

When captured in this morning light.

When dew drops fell,

Her tears would swell,

As crimson turned to night.

She’s delicate

And powerful.

As she lets her thorns recede.

As he walks by,

She starts to cry.

But they are lost in the breeze.

She wilts her head,

As though she were dead,

For she knows he will never love her.

He is just too big

And she is too small

As he towers high above her.

He doesn’t take

a second glance,

As there are other roses there.

He picks some up,

But they are not enough.

So he caresses her with care.

She feels the coldness

Of his touch

As he rips her from the ground.

And though she screams

In agony

He cannot hear a sound.

She doesn’t know

Just what to do

For now her heart is torn.

And though she knows

She would die for him,

She pricks him with her thorns.

She’s falling from

His bleeding hand.

If only he could know.

She loved him more

Than anything

But to him,

She was just a rose.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Out of all of my poems, this has got to be my favorite. It is the most beautiful and tragic. It has a graceful simplicity of a single rose. It portarys the most pure and sadley unrequited, true love. If you think about it, what makes a rose so special? It is beautiful, yes. But there are so many different roses. One rose would just get lost in the crowd. But THIS rose is special because she loved someone with all of her heart. He was unique and different from everyone else because she loved HIM. But he could not see her for what she really was. To him she was just another rose among the thosands of roses.

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Blind

Blind

By Muriel Palanca



You never notice

You never see

Just a thin glass wall between you and me

Just pay attention

Hear me out

You turn away while I scream and shout

You cant feel my pain

But you've touched my heart

No strings attached

We drift apart

Just look at me

Hold my hand

Im nothing more than a grain of sand

A fish in the water

A bird in the sky

Dont let go

Dont make me cry

A weeping willow with silent tears

She sways back and forth

Holding on to her fears

Im not perfect

I wish I was

Pristine Perfect

No scars or flaws

No broken pieces

No bittersweet dreams

No shattered mirror with reflections decieved

Look past my face for an instant or two

Remember my image while I hold onto you

I try to let go

But cant help but hold on

Maybe you'll miss me when I'm finally gone

I waited so long

I wish you were mine

I wish you could see that

But you'll always be blind  




Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is another one of my elementary poems. Its simple and straightforward. I can't believe that I used the word "fish" in this poem...lol. I want to use this title for a different poem...

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Still Waiting

Still Waiting

By Muriel Palanca



I wish you felt my heart break

I died so many times

Even though i am alone

I still refuse to cry

I hold it in for many hours

Until the sky turns black

When the stars jewel the sky

I pray and wish that you'll come back

At night I dream like dreamers

Like fools who fall in love

A fantasy that isnt real

That maybe I'm enough

I hate when dreams end so soon

And reality takes it place

The fact that I want things to change

But the world has stayed the same

So each day I go on living

Inside my empty shell

Outside I smile and pretend

I'm fine but inside I feel like hell

I know that you can hear me

But I still drift away

Nothing else except "I love you"

Is all i have to say

So I'll let you go because you love her

I've tried to stop the hating

I wish you'd see how much I hurt

You've moved on

But I'm still waiting  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is one of my favorite poems even though it is not one of my best. I actually have thiis memorized by heart(along with some of my other poems). This poem is honest and simple. I wrote this in elementary school for a guy. I kind of want to rewrite this poem and reuse the title for something else. I think i can make it better.

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My Christmas Gift to You

My Christmas Gift to You

By Muriel Palanca



Underneath the mistletoe,

I take a chance and stand below.

I want to wait for you to come,

But I feel so stupid and I look so dumb.

So time stands still and I remember,

How much I thought of you in December.

It feels so routine cause I’ve done it all year.

I’m not obsessed, I just wish you were here.

Cause everyday when I see your face,

I want to forget you but you won’t go away.

I’m afraid to be near you cause I feel like dying.

Instead, in my room, I fall asleep crying.

So I put on a mask to hide all the pain.

I lie for the reasons I can’t explain.

By moonlight I pray cause you’re so far.

I wonder if you can hear my heart.

It’s quietly longing, but you’re too busy to listen.

I feel so empty cause it’s you that I’m missin’.

You’re all that I asked for. You’re the one thing I need.

But somehow I know you won’t be under my tree.

I know I have presents but I’ll open them later.

What I want can’t be wrapped in paper.

It’s more than money but it has no price.

It’s the dream that haunts me when I sleep at night.

I want to pretend but it’s still not enough.

And yet I feel foolish cause I know I’m in love.

When I try to tell you, it’s hard to speak.

Whenever you smile, my knees go weak.

I’ll never have you, whatever I do.

So here’s my Christmas gift to you.

I’m giving you all of what I’ll never receive.

This is my heart. It’s yours to keep.

Please don’t break it. It’s more fragile than snow.

It’s stronger than my love, but you’ll never know.

Cause you never knew me. You never tried.

I’ll never forget you, but this is goodbye.

I’ll try to move on. I know that I should.

I’d wait till forever, if only I could.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem took me 2-3 weeks to write. I had this really sloppy scrap paper where i wrote stuff and tried to organize it. I was going to give this poem as a christmas present to this guy I liked a lot and I wanted it to be perfect. He didn't get to read it. but at least the poem turned out good.

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The Boy In Your Eyes!

I SEE A BOY LOOKING THROUGH YOUR EYES,
HE GAVE ME AN ENVALOPE AND LEFT ME TO CRY.
INSIDE WERE MEMORIES AND A SWEET GOODBYE,
STILL LIVING NOW INSIDE.

HE LOOKS AT ME NOW WITH 2 PAIRS OF EYES.
LOOKING RIGHT THROUGH ALL MY FRAUDULENT LIES
THERE’S SO MANY THINGS THAT I CANNOT HIDE,
STILL LIVING NOW INSIDE.

WHY DO I FEEL ALL I’D THOUGHT I’D LEFT FOR DEAD?
MEMORIES COME BACK TO PLAY
WITH THE SILLY GIRL INSIDE MY HEAD.

YOU LOOK AT ME NOW LIKE YOU DID YEARS AGO.
YOUR SMILE BECOMES RADIANT AS THE MEMORY GROWS.
I WISH TO HAVE ALL I USED TO KNOW,
STILL LIVING NOW INSIDE.

THE CHOICES WE MADE WILL PREVENT US TO BE.
STILL I KEEP SAYING IF ONLY WE,
HAD STAYED TOGETHER THEN YOU WOULD BE,
STILL LIVING NOW BESIDE ME.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Teenage feelings, you know how it is.

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Hidden Admiration

A glance, a look-see

Unable to help stop the adoration

Briefly thinking, left wishing it was me

A glance at me, instant conviction.



Between a glance and delusion

And after the initial flight

Soft of heart, it's probably an illusion

But you'll be in my thoughts tonight.



I dream of one chance to say I like you,

a positive rendition to show you this fool.

Even as I know it's hopeless, I can dream too...

Maybe in the next incarnation, this one's just cruel.



You think I'm odd, most likely scary-strange at best,

Hell you're most likely sure I'm nuts

but you're too sweet to say the rest.

... The wish stings as the dream cuts.



You're soft spoken and gentle, sweet

as helpful and as kind

when it chances us to meet

... I find you haunting my mind.



A stupid crush, I know it.

Most likely pigs to fly than this

I thought I'd learn by now I'm unfit

Brief dream of your cheek to kiss



I'm sorry if I scare you

I know I shouldn't stare

But bittersweet admiration to

blame, I still look to see you there.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written for a library aide I had a crush on senior year. Poor guy. ca 03/10/04

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