Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Painting Words


By Roy Dela Cruz

If I were a poet to paint your beauty
You know I will do it with all honesty
Though with paints and brushes I cannot do
I will use words that can only speak true

You are a face so young and so innocent
With a smile to cheer even a weary heart
Glowing eyes that can only be you
And a hair gently bathed by midnight hue

Your hands are soft like that of velvet
A walk like a swan, so graceful and fine
A voice that bespeaks of youth and innocence
And the rare, rare charm of a real lady

But then you know that words are not enough
To paint a picture of your enchanting beauty
Cause yours is a beauty more than words
  could ever speak...

You really are beautiful

--------------------
Roy
March 25, 1990
4:00 am
Angeles City
Philippines


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Roy Dela Cruz is the well-known Struggling Blogger of Philippine Blogging. An awardee of the Emerging Influential Blogs of 2009, Roy has17  active blogs and counting. That's right - 17 blogs - to his name. A creative writer, a poet, an artist (yes, he drew that caricature) and an Uber blogger, Roy's greatest achievement is to be the perfect father and mother to his three children, Ralph Emerson, Edgar Allan and Angel.

Roy, good luck with your future endeavors.


Visit his blogs:

WATCH OUT FOR HIS SECOND POEM NEXT WEEK.
 
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Friday, July 23, 2010

Free Pictures You Can use






Music is Art

Music is art and art is music. Let's have some break from poetry and short stories for this beautiful music.





Saturday, June 26, 2010

Free Pictures- Baguio City






The Welcoming Arms of the Ocean


Deep, mysterious, enchanting;

plaintive cry in the arms of Morpheus.

What calm would it be to give in

amidst the fathomless depths,

dark, abysmal, wallowing;

hollow words in the bottom of despair.



How tempting to let go of the lifeboat;

be lost in the hypnotic, azure blue.

Let go and rest amongst the aged rocks.

Be part of the calm, harmless current,

where underneath nothing matters,

but a welcomed sleep of death.



Photo by: DavidK-Oregon's photostream






Friday, June 11, 2010

FREE PICTURES - Panagbenga


Thursday, June 10, 2010

What If ?


What if the sun would never set,
and the night would never end.

What if the world would come to an end,
and you still have some things left undone?

What if I told you, I will be breathing my last today,
that you would soon see the last of me...

Will you forgive all the crazy things I've done in your name?

The answer remains unclear and uncertain.