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Gracel Almada Poem
I lie awake in my bed
Staring at the spring stars above my head
I can't take me to sleep
I've been feeling so nostalgic
I've been missing all your magic
and what they do to me
I let the autumn rain drench my body
It's no use admiring the raindrops on my feet
I've been missing your smile that is oh-so sweet
How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again
Winter wind has me curling under your favorite quilt
You got me melting even with your scent
I've been listening to our kind of love song
This is the one we both used to sing along
Summer lights up the sky
It doesn't soothe me and i wonder why
I don't need a therapy
Just bring it back, the you and me
How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again
How many seasons must I have to wait
Must I believe that what we have is fate
How many more monsoons have yet to pass
How many miles more before this would last
Come home to me, Come home to me
Don't think about it and just come home
Come home to me
Copyright © Gracel Almada | Year Posted 2012
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Gracel Almada Poem
Once, he had the most brilliant light
In Heaven, he'd been the star even at night
The most favored, the most beautiful
He never thought one day he'd become a fool
He was always pure, never felt insecure
Until Heaven borne one special creature
And the angels cried, the angels wondered
What would happen if they are no longer favored?
Angels watched as Heaven gave the man a special woman
My beloved one walked away, flame in his hand
Why the special gift for a man made in soil?
That was when anger and envy started to boil
The most beautiful star sat alone in silence
Heaven's in peace, can he dare start a violence?
Yes, he would for the love of Heaven
So he called all his beloved brethren
War would never do good for anyone
He knew from the sight of blood in his hands
And stared at the ground where his brethren laid
From the bloody battle, my beloved angel turned away
His wings unfurled, made of pure Heaven and glory
They were as black as night, magnificent and lovely
He made once last glance as he begun to descend
He knew he made a mistake he could never amend
It was his nature, no other pleasure than flying
But his heart broke knowing that he's falling
He landed to the ground, broken and wounded
Tears from his eyes, he felt ashamed and abandoned
He stood alone in the middle of the night
His wings dimmed, slowly fading its light
For the first time, he felt the rain on his skin
And for the first time, he shivered from the coldness of the wind
He looked up and saw his brethren
Why did they follow him, he's a Fallen
They bowed their heads, still loving him
So he decided, He's Lucifer and no longer the Son of the Morning
Copyright © Gracel Almada | Year Posted 2013
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Gracel Almada Poem
For months we've been in this roller coaster ride
I wonder if in end we'll still have each other's side
I can't tell if you're joking or the things you said were true
Right now i'm scared of falling for you
Are we both afraid or I'm just over-thinking things
This is overwhelming, I'm not used to this kind of feelings
But you sent me over the edge
Sometimes i just wanna close my eyes
And imagine that this is true what we have
That we both are already falling in love
This is wrong, i should get a grip
I don't wanna fall too deep
Don't tell me you love me, i might believe in you
'Cause this is wrong what we do
So stay away from me
I'm scared of what we'll both see
You make me laugh, you make me frown
This is not what i have in mind, I'm so down
One minute you're sweet, next minute you're cold
This is frustrating, this is getting old
Are we both holding back or I'm in this alone
But i can't seem to put down this phone
And even when i go to bed
You keep messing with my head
You're one heck of a confusing man
I'm scared of your wicked plan
It's hard to keep up with you
I don't get what you want me to know
I'm not obtuse, I'm not playing dense
But we just don't make any sense
I'm afraid of what you make me feel
Or if you're feelings are even real
So stay away from me
Before we'll see what we need to see
Our ending might get ugly
So stop doing what you do to me
Copyright © Gracel Almada | Year Posted 2012
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Our love knows no bound
Till the end of time we'll be around
Whether it's above or in a plain ground
In our love, together we will drown
Shadows may leave footprints in the sand
Or one day whales would walk on our land
A troll may share our place on Earth
Or an Immaculate would truly give birth
Sharks may mate a timid sparrow
We still have the best of tomorrow
Eagles may bow and kiss a finch or dove
No matter what, let's uphold our love
Because even Heaven holds secrets
Angels have their own share of heartaches
Even the moon and stars fall in love
And the sun would fade soon enough
If there's a thing such as ceaseless, baby
It's our love who knows no boundary
Forever let's keep the you and me
Copyright © Gracel Almada | Year Posted 2012
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