My Secret

My Secret

(A poem by: Kevin Nakao Nanaumi)

I sit at home,
And all i can think about is you,
Wishing that you knew my secret,
Of what i am going through.

You’re like a dream,
Too good to be true,
As beautiful as a star,
Shining out in the dark blue.

I think about you everyday,
I can’t get you out of my mind,
I can’t compare you to any other,
You’re my most treasured find.

Never have i seen,
Someone so beautiful and sweet,
When i look into your eyes,
You knock me off of my feet.

I want to hold you,
Hold you tight in my arms,
To protect you,
Keep you away from any harms.

People think,
Angels are a myth,
I know an angel,
One that i am falling in love with.

But i wish you loved me,
As much as i love you,
If only you knew,
The things that i would do.

I really want to tell you,
But it gives me a scare,
Worried about what you might say,
And finding out that you don’t really care.

The happiest day of my life,
Would be for my dreams to come true,
When i can say that i love you,
And you say that you love me too.

Beauty

Another make-over on Tiffany’s photo

After:

Before:

Witty boy

Gay kah lukisan ku tu? hahahaha…

 

“	Pretty boys, witty boys, You may sneer At our disintegration. Haughty boys, naughty boys, Dear, dear, dear! Swooning with affectation… And as we are the reason For the “Nineties” being gay, We all wear a green carnation.	”
—Noel Coward, 1929 , Bitter Sweet