Love

Love is not when you can sleep,
it is when you want to keep your eyes open.

Love is not when you keep holding on,
it is when you learn to let go.

Love is not when you kill yourself with jealousy,
it is when you understand.

Love is not when you fall for someone,
it is when you catch the person when he falls.

Love is not when you see him everywhere,
it is when you close you eyes and he is still there.

Love is not when you tell him what you feel,
it is when you give up everything for his sake.

And love is not when you think you were blind,
it is when you knew you were wrong but you did not mind.


Lt. Kilik

Lovers for Achilles

Death of Patroclus

Boys with faces like
calm puddles
begging to be
messied up

stirred
aroused

deliver themselves
to his doorstep

messy hair
morning mouth

He welcomes them in
entertains their curiosity
with dry well
the empty wealth
of his years

Lovers for Achilles

He eats them
like fruit cake

Lovers for Achilles

He collects them
like flies

Lovers for Achilles
(are always good-byes)





K. M. Gantuangco

A Poem for My Ex...

I was browsing my old notes and noticed this poem. I think I wrote this when I broke up with my stupid boyfriend about a year ago. He almost committed suicide because I would give him a second chance. Well, forgiveness is way different from second chances. I can forgive, but I can't give him a second chance. For a good laugh, you can send it to your ex's too. Here read on.


Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the roses are wilting.
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowl's empty,
And so is your head
After you my love, my only prize
Would be a bullet between my eyes;
Kind, intelligent and hot;
These describes something you're not!
What inspired these fabulous rhyme?
Two parts gin, one part lime.
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe: "Go to hell!"