Bleeding by Angelita Tenorio

BLEEDING

"It's still wet,

don't touch yet...

beautiful isn't it?"

"why there's red,

there at the side of the tree,

and the water surrounding it?"

Smiling, she looked at him,

"I don't know. I am just a painter,

and I just painted your tree."

He looked at her.

Puzzled, he asked,

"is the tree bleeding? but trees don't have blood,

do they?"

"Why are you asking me?

It's your tree,

I'm just a painter..."

"You really are weird Legna," Joe said.

Smiling he examined the painting once again.

"So, I am the man standing beside the bleeding tree. And that,

bleeding tree is mine... Hmmm doesn't make sense."

"Yes, it doesn't make sense indeed, 

it doesn't make sense"

Smiling,

she looked at the work of her hands,

 standing beside Joe. 

This is a poem for my first painting, Bleeding - oil on canvass.

Sad Truth (Angel Tenorio)

how could I do this...

staring at you,

yet I look through you.

How could I do this,

you imprison me in your arms,

while I dream of being free.

How could I do this...

I lay beside you,

But my thoughts are of the lofty heights.

You'll hate me,

I know...

But what can I do.

Yes you have me,

but not my heart,

not my soul....

Forgive Me... (Angel Tenorio)

Forgive me,

I am not being selfish.

I am just being true...

There had never been a bridge

from the very start,

so I never had crossed

to your shore,

i never was by your side.

I pray, stop pretending,

and forgive me...

I am not being selfish,

we just need to be true.

Tatay

this poem is for my beloved Tatay.... I miss you so much....

i love you...

open your eyes to me,
listen...
i miss you...

whenever I hold your hands,
do you feel me...
do you know that it is I, your Angel...
or do you know me still?

i'm scared... scared so much,
scared you don't remember me anymore,
scared you don't know me anymore...

Tatay.... I love you.
do you hear me?
listen.... 
stand up...
and give me that hug,
All my life, the one hug
I so longed to have...
Tatay...

MUTE by Angel Tenorio

I can speak...

but I can't understand,

why can't you seem to hear me?

I speak your language,

but why?

the words I say,

seemed always strange to you...

mute...

I am not mute...

But even them,

they can be understood.

But why me?

I am not mute,

but to you, it seems

that I don't say a thing,

It seems that I cannot say a thing...

ME by Angel Tenorio

it's not you...

it's not that I can't forgive you.

it's just that

I do not hate you,

much more, blame you.

it's me...

I sort of hate myself,

and i can't seem to forgive me,

and all the blame is on me,

this couldn't have happened

if in the first place,

i have been true to myself

ME by Angel Tenorio

it's not you...

it's not that I can't forgive you.

it's just that

I do not hate you,

much more, blame you.

it's me...

I sort of hate myself,

and i can't seem to forgive me,

and all the blame is on me,

this couldn't have happened

if in the first place,

i have been true to myself

Is It? (Angel Tenorio)

is it selfishness

to be true,

to myself,

and especially you?

is it weakness,

to stop pretending,

and just be true?

is it wrong,

to walk in the truth,

to live in truth?

you tell me,

i know not what i am doing,

i know not what i am saying.

yes, 

you're right...

i don't know,

i have stopped knowing,

since i started pretending.

since we started living pretensions...

REASON by Angel Tenorio

Why?

Its all they ask…

Even you,

Why?

We need to breathe.

We need to grow.

I,

to fly and find my heart,

To learn to see the beauty of my horizon,

To learn to forgive my soul,

To learn and know peace.

You,

To see the truth and light behind the lies

That darken your horizon,

To prove that people is worth respecting and trusting,

To see that souls who are marred with bruises and scars,

stained dark by the blood that bled out from them,

Can also be beautiful and pure…

The string has to be cut…

The soul has to be let go,

that the heart maybe found,

and love may grow

Rescue ~ Angelita Tenorio

RESCUE

Hands tied…bounded feet,

Can’t move,

Can’t walk,

Can’t do anything…

Helpless,

Yes.

That’s what I am,

Helpless.

I am at the crossroads,

Can’t decide which way to take,

Scared,

I am scared I might choose the wrong way.

I can’t move,

I can’t walk on,

I can’t decide,

Don’t know which to choose…

Helpless…

Yes.

I am helpless,

I am just so helpless.

I need You.

Oh Lord, I need You.

I can’t be free on my own,

I can’t do this on my own.

Break these chains loose,

Render me able to move,

Open my eyes and my heart,

Let me see which way to take...

Lord… I am helpless.

And only you could rescue me,

For you are strong and able

For you know everything, about me, of me, and this life.

Lord, rescue me.

I can’t and can never do this on my own.

Rescue me.

Oh, my able, my strong, my great and faithful God.