Poems

Again, Again, Again. What Went Wrong?

I don't know what's wrong with you.

Haven't I told you 'I like you"

and, hell, I trully do!

Tell me what do you want?

Again, tell me what do you want?

Again and again, once, twice, thrice

It's hard figuring everything out

What's on your mind?

I wanna know what's on your mind.

And anyway, will you please believe

everything what I say? I'm not lying.

So please, again, believe me.

Will you, again, Will you? Can you?

Oh, come on haven't I told you?

"I like you." and I really do!

Again, Again, I do.

But....

What WENT wrong?

by: April La Torre February 2011

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Ten Minutes

I’ll never forget how you looked

me with your little sexy eyes

and the way you faked their

expressions, that truly i will not

fail to remember.

I’ll never forget how your hands

Caressed my arms and back

the way you stroke my face

and the way you brushed my hair

with your big hands.

I’ll never forget how your lips touched

my cheek and when you did it twice,

and then thrice, I felt thunderstruck

I was so stunned.

But that was just a 10 minute affair.

...within 10 minutes these things happened.

you must be SUPERMAN!

by: April La Torre February 2011

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My super crush is dead.

Last sem, I thought you were cute

Now I think you are rude.

I thought you were good,

Now I think you are no more a dude.

Hate to you hate you like this.

For before, I want your super kiss.

But tell me what bad thing I did

for now my super crush is dead.

“hahaha” is all what I can say

For forever you are a slay

With your own bad attitude,

of always wanting to elude.  

Really, hate to hate you like this

For before I want your super kiss.

But tell me what bad thing I did

For now my super crush is super dead.

Snobbish you are definitely,

Buzzing as if nothing you see.

The world has gone so imperfectly

Still you are standing there so thickly.

“hahaha” is all what I can say

For forever you are a slay

With your own bad attitude,

of always wanting to elude  

And now, I want you to be dead

Like my cutie mad cat colored red

Buried 10ft. under the ground

Hearing even no drop of a sound.

Hate to hate you like this.

For before I want your super kiss.

But tell me what bad thing I did

for now my super crush is dead.

For my super crush is so snobbish.

For I want you to be SUPER dead!

by: April La Torre March 2010
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FYI

I am so hopeful about you and me.

I have imagined us under the mango tree.

Me sitting in your lap and your arms around my body,

And watching the beautiful clouds above us so silently.

Do you know that I get so electrified,

Whenever we sit in the bench side by side?

Whenever your soft hands touch my back,

Do you know  butterflies circling my stomach?

I hate myself for being so coward

To risk for love and to be selfless enough.

“It’s not you, it’s me” this is what I say

But FYI boy, I love you whole heartedly.

Oh, damn. I’m missing you every night.

And your eye-catching smile makes me alight.

Oh my god, I’m missing you in every way

Those twinkling little eyes I have nothing to say.

Muttering your name as I walk in the hall,

Smiling with pleasure and waiting for your call.

But what happened to my expected love

It ended up look as if I don’t have any luck.

Disappointed, dismayed and crying in tears

Silently in my room thinking things to be clear.

I hate myself for being so coward

To risk for love and to be selfless enough.

“It’s not you, it’s me” this is what I say

But FYI boy, I love you whole heartedly.

If you only know,

I heart you so.


by: April La Torre Nov. 2010
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Emergency Room 
               

More than the smile of the sun above

And the deeply sound of the river below                   

He is more than to any thing              

that‘s how I describe him                   

An exceptional beauty he has                       

that I can't keep off my eyes              

watching him so naturally,                 

human being, and admiringly.                      

Those not-so-broad shoulders             

which always tempt me to lean                     

His strong but softest chest      

that I wish it's me his embracing         

Stupid I am as ever be           

I try to find him in F.b, 

and there he goes so perfectly           

in his photos I grab are so cutie.        

Maybe I forgot to drink my medicine 

that's why like this what I'm writing     

But before I'll put a dot, in hiss,      

let me say this line for his emphasis:

"PLEASE STOP SNUBBING ME"

by: April La Torre Jan. 2010
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