A Star in my Pocket

 I'll pull off a star on the blackest night.

I'll slip it in my pocket.

Brag it to the first stranger I meet.

But only to you will I give it.

Blanks in Hooks

 In between the pages of my book,

Lies all the blanks in hooks.

Where I scribbling inks in pen,

Of your story and your name.

Turning friends into lovers...

And happily ever afters.

Presumptuous

You call me up again tonight

Saying work sucks in L.A.

And you're wishing to take the flight,

To see me for a day.

And I keep thinking,

If you're doing it all in purpose.

Or am I just being...

Oh so... Presumptuous.

Talking about love and all its finest mantras.

And promised me a gypsy bling with a lace.

And I was thinking of my new camera.

And the first shot will be your face.

So I was in a purple haste.

Then you call off a truce.

I was left in dazed for days.

It's presumptuous.

Oh boy, did I scare you away?

Did I painted honesty to your beautiful lies?

And when red runs in your shades of gray,

I bet the blacks can't be your allies.

So I wear my feelings in vocabularies.

Now you're calling me back in blues.

Reciting my love poetries.

Oh boy, it's presumptuous.

Wonder Where She Went To

Believe me when I say

That she stayed

For as long as she could.

For so long she hold onto.

You left her with the messed floor.

She stayed at your back door,

For as long as she could.

For so long she hold onto.

You left her there hanging.

And after four years

You wonder where she went to.

Now you wonder where she went to.

You did not hear her scream

While she's there building your dreams.

They said she stayed as long as she could

And that's what I've been told.

You left her there crying.

And after four years

You wonder where she went to.

Now you wonder where she went to.

She's singing her heart out

In the middle of the crowd.

Purple nights sold her

With desperate fervent prayers.

Darkness turned into daze,

Sweet October taste like bitter haste.

Nostalgia don't miss her.

Streets are now just fragments of reminders.

Cause you left her there hanging.

You left her there crying.

You left her there fighting,

Losing petty unnecessary battles.

And after four years

You wonder where she went to.

You never wondered what she went through.

And now you wonder where she went to.

She never wonder where you went to... Now.

 

Understanding Your Grace

I never doubted your existence, nor your wisdom, nor your love...

But it is a struggle to trust myself that I would understand and accept your grace.

And so forgive me for my shortcomings.

Betrayed by the Stars

 But the stars heard you.

The heavens answered.

There goes your sign.

But answered signs

Are not answered prayers.

There we go on praying.

Until signs become red flags.

Red flags turn into dead ends.

That is where we stop. 

Wonder. 

Ask.

We are betrayed by the stars. 

By the Orion and constellations and shooting stars.

But where is my Orion when it's pouring fire and rain?

Where do the stars keep all the wishes whispered to them in the silence of the night?

Where do the stars write all the prayers of the fervent hearts?

Is it all in vain?

Are all the words been left out in the black hole to vanish?

And in the silence of the night

We watch the stars yet again.

Asking for a reason to believe in...

That it is all part of the better plan.

We keep our faith on the stars still.

In the hopes that there's still a way.

For the milky way to change whatever is written in the stars