Blue Moon

Blue Moon
Karla Marie M. Roldan

Under the blue moon,
She loses herself,
Listening to the melody of his voice,
Singing the songs of her heart
Crying out – breaking.
As the music flows
All their words, painted red,
Slowly loses its color –
Turned into deepest blue;
Her heart failed to see.
Under the blue moon,
She listens to the sound of his voice,
Heart breaking –
Soul Shattering –

July 31, 2015
9:35 pm


One Day by Karla Marie M. Roldan

This 🙂
One Day by Karla Marie M. Roldan

One day
You looked at me and smiled.
I looked away on the side
Not a single thought of how
Worlds would be intertwined.

One day
All you ever were is kind
And all I ever was is blind
Ignoring everything
Pushing it all aside.

One day
Strangers – that is all we were
Disconnected – we were a blur
Ignorant of how this world
Is weaved in mystery.

One day
You just came and gave me a smile
And I came following the tide.
Slowly, our fates crossed and
Feelings are waves with no end.

One day
The connection vanished.
Can do nothing – it vanquished.
Without anything – time passes.
Disappearing – life happens.

One day
The time lost was all regained.
And for once, it was all the same.
For once, for just a moment
For the last, there is no end.

One day
This seems like fate, You and I –
Perfect story, perfect lie.
Would have done, could have been
That is all it was, all it is.

One day
It is nothing but a sad tale.
Full of words we could not tell,
Of fear – we never even tried.
It is a perfect tragedy.

One day
Perhaps, the world will go insane
Things will turn, things will change
Paths will cross and hearts will gain
The courage that we need yesterday.

I Just Do

Well, just tried to write a poem that is not tragic 🙂 As many of us are romanticizing, what love is, I believe that it’s something that you can’t explain by just a simple definition yet it surpasses the feeling that we attach to it. Love will always be more than a feeling and it can’t be downsized to something that is temporal like infatuation. To love someone means more than anyone could explain.

I Just Do
by Karla Marie M. Roldan

I love her
By the way her eyes
Sparkle and then
the world turns bright.

I love her
For her precious smile-
That makes me want
to conquer the world.

I love her
For the sound of her voice
like melody in my ears
I love to hear even in sleep.

I love her
By the way her heart
As fragile as a flower’s
Easily forgives and forgets.

I love her
In many reasons there is
In many ways I can say
But still can’t explain.

I love her
In the absence of reason
I love her
For I know I was born to.

Fig tree by Karla Marie M. Roldan


Well, if you have read the book “The Bell Jar” by Sylvia Plath, I think you can relate to this poem. If you haven’t , I hope you can relate to it by reading the words I have written 🙂

The Fig Tree by Karla Marie Roldan

There is nothing.
Not even silence.
I stared at that same tree –
Wondering – why?
One by one ,
Leaves were falling
Yet I couldn’t decide.
As each leaf drops, I lose.
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I couldn’t even tell but-
I stood up, trying to catch one.
It landed on my palm
But it vanished into thin air.
Why? I can’t even tell.
Tears came rolling.
It was all a lie.
The tree fooled me and
I am left nothing
Not even silence.

Defiance by Karla Marie M. Roldan

Well, it is not the same as my previous poems… It has a  different tone and theme and I seldom write poems of this sort. It is the poem that popped to my mind when I felt that everything is… Well,  I think you’ll get the meaning as you read. Hope you enjoy 🙂


Defiance  by Karla Marie M. Roldan

I can hear them-
Their twisted thoughts
And egoistic Minds.

Voices buzzing
With senseless words
Floating like empty balloons.

I don’t want to hear
Nor let the dark clouds
Invade my deepest thoughts.

I want to leave – shut it out
Or let this voice be heard yet
It is a game with no winning.

I am losing hope –
Felt like a losing faith
In all I thought I belong to.

It is suffocating.
I can’t breathe yet
A part of me hesitates to leave.

Is this how it will be?
Should I lose my soul
Or lose my world?

My heart is torn – afraid
Then I saw a streak of light
And I finally realize – – –

To choose is preposterous
For the soul chooses
The world it belongs to.

I Hate and Love February by Karla Marie Roldan

“I hate Feb 14”
That is my late night post on Valentine’s Day. It sounds bitter and there is no doubt that all of my friends are thinking of the same thing as the reason. Well, I can’t blame them for I posted it on the day where all of the couples are on the streets, celebrating their love, while here I am still single. The timing is good but I have to say that it isn’t the reason. So what exactly happened last February 14? Well, I can’t really describe it because I don’t think that an adjective is enough for it but I think it I can say that it is an exaggeration of unfortunate things that can possibly happen in one day.

Okay, you will say I am exaggerating but let’s plot the events of that day to justify my exaggeration.

It started on having a set of cancelled appointments that led me to have a group date with my college friends. We watched a movie and we planned to go to the fireworks display. We planned but it never happen. Why? It is because after watching the movie, we spent our 3 1/2 hours on walking just to find for a place to eat. Take note of that – 3 hours and 30 minutes. Stepping out of the cinema, all of us were hungry already yet it took us 3 hours and 30 minutes of walking before we can finally eat. How? Well, we just never thought that the mall will be full of people (literally speaking). Every restaurant or fast food chain is full of people! It doesn’t matter what kind of diner is that, expensive or not, it is all fully loaded with people so we have to go somewhere else. We resolved it by going to a place that we knew to have a lot of diners. We thought we can go there just by walking because it seems near enough and we did,  though it took us a couple of hours to go there. When we reached the place, we are distraught to find out that the diners just offer seafood and unfortunately, my friend is allergic to it. With our angry tummies, we walked around the area to look for a place that offers other food besides seafood but our efforts are wasted. We couldn’t find any.Three hours have passed and yet we are still looking for a place to it. We are all hungry, tired and probably, can’t think straight already (Okay, it sounds weird but at that time, I actually thought I will lose my mind!).

We are hopeless, so out of desperation and our will to survive, we deided to eat in Jolibee instead. After we have come to that decision, we spent the next 30 minutes on walking to Jolibee because it is quite far from where we are. As we are slowly getting a sight of the fast food chain, I can feel a sense of success and relief. I felt relieved but as we arrived, it is closing already. I felt like having a shattered hope at that time. We felt devastated though we are laughing at that time. We intend to walk to the other Jolibee branch a couple of blocks from there but we are too tired so we took a tricycle instead. When we reached the other Jolibee branch and that is the time that we are able to eat at last. After eating, we all went home and I though, I had enough for the day. We thought we had enough for the day but we were totally and absolutely wrong. As we are going home, my friend and I (we go home together) have the worst of luck of not having anything to ride on going home.

Riding a bus is impossible as all of them were fully loaded and riding a taxi is hopeless because none of the taxi drivers want to go on our way. We tried to wait but waiting is as hopeless as riding a taxi.We tried to walk up to the bus terminal thinking that it is easier to get on a bus or cab there but it was also unbelievably, impossible. We walk for the next two hours hoping that there will be a spot where a lot of people will get off a bus and we can finally get in or a cab who will be kind to let us ride without whining about the distance of our homes. In the middle of the night, still tired from the previous escapade, we walked for the next two hours or so. We felt scared. I felt like crying and when we come across a convenience store, we stopped by to rest for a little bit. That’s when I posted my “I hate Feb 14” status. After a couple of minutes, we continued and by God’s grace, after two minutes of hopeless waiting, a bus passed by and it is not fully loaded. We immediately got in and after 30 minutes, we were finally home.

So, it sounds like a hell of a night right? It is a night that you don’t want to happen again nor even remember. I don’t want that to happen again. It is kinda traumatic yet when I think of the people to whom I have spent the night with, I still feel happy. Three days have passed and when I try to recall February 14, I smile. I always do and that is when I realized that no matter how bad a situation can be, as long as you are with the people close to your heart, it doesn’t matter. One will still feel fine about it and find happiness in the midst of adversity. Moments shared with the people close to your heart will always be a treasure no matter what kind if situation it was. It is probably our worst day together yet I will always remember that day because i have shared it with the people close to my heart. I felt like crying that time but when I try to recall, I smile. I felt devastated yet it makes me smile. At that time, I know it is the worst day ever but now, I know that story will be one of my most memorable and funny experience that I can share someday. We may have felt like cursing the universe that day but I know for sure that when we try to recall it, it will be a memory that will make us laugh our hearts out.

Waiting, Looking and Hoping


Waiting, looking and hoping are three words that ignite all the fire of our patience we have as long as we live.
Waiting. A word that I don’t want to do but I always have. In fact, we always wait even if we don’t want to. We wait in different kinds of situation for different kinds of reasons. Sometimes we just wait for a little time yet sometimes, we even wait for a lifetime. We wait for our food to arrive as we order. We wait for the bus to come as we go to school or work. We wait for our teacher or superiors before we start our class. We wait for the clock to strike at noon so we can have our lunch break. We wait for the time we can go home already. We wait for summer or winter.We wait until we graduate college. We wait for our job application results. We wait in all kinds of situation. We wait for seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years or even a lifetime. We always do even if it doesn’t feel good. I mean, who likes to wait? I think half of you will say that you don’t like it and I have the same answer. One may have a lot of patience and can wait for a long time but still the feeling while waiting is not pleasurable. I, myself, have a long patience and I admit, I always wait for long periods of time, from a simple meet up where a friend is really late to those things that may take a lifetime to happen. I easily forgive a friend who is late but still, it doesn’t feel good. Who will say that they always enjoy waiting? Maybe at first it will be but as time goes by, it won’t be. It does not give you a good feeling but what keeps a person waiting? Maybe, you really want to see that person or it could be the answer to all your problems or you need to wait for it or simply it is the ony hope you have.

As I ponder about waiting, I can’t leave “hoping” behind. With the question, “What keeps a person waiting?”, I came up with hope. There is no greater force that will keep someone going if it is not of these three things: Faith, Hope and Love. I gave you three things but I’ll focus on hope because I think, with love and faith, a person hopes. It is what you do when you have faith or love to a person, you hope. No one can question how long a person hopes for it is a thing that you know when it starts but barely know how to stop it. Once a person gave his/ her faith and love to a person, he/she will hope and faith and love are things that sometimes you don’t know the reason. To stop your hope, you must lose the love and faith. It seems easy but I tell you it is not. You can’t just forget love. You can’t just forget faith. You may say that you don’t believe anymore, there is still a corner of your mind that still do and it will there who nows until when and that is the same with love. You hope with faith and love. We hope for better things because we have faith in God. We hope that a person will come because we have faith in him/her or because we love him/her. We hope that people will come back because we love them. We hope that they will not let you down because we faith in them.We hope that our dreams will come true because we faith that all things come together for good. We hope because believe. We hope because we love and with that hope, we are willing to wait no matter how long it takes.
That’s it, we hoping and waiting come together but what is it with looking? Well, as I think of it, it all goes back to our human nature. We always look. We depend on what our eyes can see but looking isn’t just wth our eyes. We look with our heart as well. Looking is finding something so what is exactly are we looking for? Happiness and self- worth. We always look for the things that will make us happy and feel that we are worth something – that we are something – from the simple invention of gadgets that satisfies our desire for happiness to the complex hunger for human interaction that defines our self- worth. That is what we are looking for and I think almost half of world population is successful with that. We want to be happy and to know that we are important and we do things to find that and one of them is hoping. So, we ca say that it all boils down to our own desires. We hope because we are looking and for that, we are willing to wait. As simple as that, yet hard to comprehend how should we stop.How can we stop when the reason is our desire for happiness and self-worth? I don’t even know how but somehow, I believe each of us will come to a point where enough is enough especially when waiting hurts to much. I’d like to think that there will be time that our minds will make a way for itself to stop feeling the hurt and all will be gone before we know it.