Böcker av dela Cruz Charlz dela Cruz

a drop of water once spoke of a rivera river endless as timeits bright waters passionately streamingand waves ebbing a joyful rhyme you don't know you don't knowhow muchmy fingersbledwhen iremovedthe thornsfromyour heart you are you are a rare creature a myth buried in a secret page of literatureone day the world will have to dig inand exhume you from my heartto see how your soulspills from your body giving light to the stars do not move a mountain do not move a mountainwith your faithit is a crimeonly move mewith your loveand mountains will swim across the oceanstrees will touch the starsfor even a rose could love a thornif you were mine

Farewell, PoetryNo good can come to a poetPeople have lost their humanityShe is full of earthShe is full of earth and bright and solidnothing escapes her lightin her eyes are dreams, full and torridwild enough to touch and conquer the starsthe wind asks, where is the fire?answer: fire melts on her bodylike the waves that find the seain her handand yet love is a mysterious sacred journeya pure divine artbecause if you only look closelyyou shall find her in my heart.You are not of this worldYou are not of this worldand yet your beauty fills itIn your quiet space,you whisper wordsthat define my existenceYou may not know about itbut I know well about itand it is enoughfor all my stars to shineThis is how I search for your meaningAnd although I have not seen your faceI know why birds sigh in the morning.

Heartdrop is a chapbook of poems offered to the Beloved. BetweenBetween her eyes and the palpitating moonis my firmament of desireI watch poems hanging on pink branches, like wind chimesresounding her beautyto the naked earth - half truth, half fantasyYet everything meets in her gaze:flowers open their petals to the sunand the oceans evaporate back into the skyA strange type of alchemy where everythingfinds anything, everything except my throbbing heartLooking out at the horizonin the sweltering heat of the desert where I standI hear the chimes like a soprano of stars, and the windfurther affirming her reality, and furtherevaporating myselfinto fantasy - that I leap to faith, bitingthe edge of the moonUntil her waters extinguishmy fire.I visited my friend who is a scientistI visited my friend who is a scientistHe was so busy in the laboratory: 'What are you doing?' I asked "I am picking up the remaining piecesfrom my last experiment" he answered I watched, curious and steady'They are like shards of glass, but soft and bleeding' I said"Yes, it is my heart" he replied'And what did you discover?' "That nothing in the worldis heavierthan a broken heart..."I did not know what to sayso I just watched him gatherthe pieces of his heart in his hands "But," he explained, "you should not allowthe mistakes of othersto take away your crown and kindnessotherwise, you will become just like themSo continue to write your own fairytalebecause it is as real as the sun, moonand stars "It is just that, sometimes, your heart needs to be brokento let love in."