Ex Metus I

alone i lay on my soft, warm bed

at the moment my eyes interlock

i shiver at the sudden knock--

Hiems Lupum

A plunge into neck-deep snow,

and without effort prance on it

is a noteworthy talent.

Glares like from a beast unknown

striking fear in faint hearts

bringing chills to both flesh and bone.

Claws like knives on paws,

ripping through skin like scissors

with breath like ice that thaws.

Lassus Tigris

The tired tiger

not aged nor is he

a cripple but he

is weary and tired.

Tired from the hunt,

he forces a grunt

to satisfy his

lazy, meager wish:

"Fill me once again

with the power that

I once had and bragged,

that in which I'm clad."

The tired tiger

lay dead waiting

in desperation,

he died still claiming 

the power he had not.

Radior Solam

Write me a ray of sunshine;

send it to me with all your love;

place it on a rainbow's colors,

I'll be waiting at its end.

When it rains, look for the sun.

At least, a ray if there is none

for on the sun is where I am,

where I create my rainbow's end.

Sing me a song on a wavecrest;

the seas are where my cares rest.

I'll catch you when you reach the shore

and there you'll find I'm so much more.

Meet me at the midnight moon,

that's where I stay when all is naught

and like the stars, I'll wait for you;

like the stars, I'll shine for you.

In Platea Vetuum Rex

I tread along the Old King's Road

while waiting for my damsel dear;

I find its beauty my abode

with purple flow'rs and some wild deer.

Come day, the morbid Old King's Road,

it shines as the sun it wakes up;

the morning greeted by cock and toad;

the rough looks smooth, the smooth looks rough,

but come night, the road it glows

with the fireflies lit like clarion stars;

its beauty like Sir Shakespeare's prose.

The Old King's Road, a work of art.

And once I hear my damsel's darling voice

calling out from the fray,

I greet her by the Old King's Road

and ought that there we, for the night, stay.

69 Things I Need My Future Significant Other To Do

1. Love me with a mother's care, an artist's pride, and a drunkard's wild haze. 
2. Lie to me but lie not with another man.
3. Play with me; pretend we're tigers and we have claws. Gut me from throat to belly.
4. I offer you my love until the seas run out of water; equal that and love me until the skies run out of clouds to spew.
5. Cook for me.
6. I don't care if you lack the talent, sing me to sleep timely.
7. Destroy me in bed.
8. Let me destroy you in bed.
9. Listen to my music, discover me through that.
10. Know that I don't really keep promises save for one: there is no other girl.
11. When I'm mad, please don't listen to whatever horrible thing I might tell you. Please.
12. Be contented with what little I could give, I am destitute where you are plentiful,
13. but know that I do not settle for less.
14. Say yes, you know what I mean.
15. Seduce me; by word, by deed, whichever way you will.
16. Make friends with mine; they're great people, and they will like you, don't worry.
17. You are beautiful and I need you to believe that.
18. Stay.
19. Don't disturb me when I'm cooking. Seriously, even my parents keep that in mind.
20. Our love is like a candle: I will keep adding wax, you just keep the fire going.
21. Refrain from your insecurities. Specifically, don't think other girls deserve me more than you do. I become disappointed that you view their betterment rather than the heavenly yours.
22. I am a patient SO, but I beg you not to abuse that.
23. I have genuine care for others (given that they deserve it), keep that in mind.
24. Know that I will listen to everything you want to tell me, but understand that I will not grasp every single detail. (No one can, actually).
25. Listen to me when I sing, when I speak, when I practice speeches, when I am distraught, when I am merry, when someone angers me, when something bothers me. I just need you to be physically there, in front of me. You need not comprehend (unless I ask you to).
26. Discern my weakness from my incapability.
27. Hold my hand if I ever become bedridden; hold my hand until I get better or worse...
28. If I die first, don't come to my funeral. I don't want you to remember me sleeping peacefully (and eternally) in a coffin, darling. However, if you remain strong enough to still live, do visit me from time to time. I would have liked company by then.
29. I make mistakes and I am asking for forgiveness in advance: forgive me.
30. Know that I love God more than you, but Earth-wise it is you that I love most.
31. I am not perfect and I need you to understand that. Expound what 'perfect' means, then correlate that with me, then with our relationship as well.
32. Long for me when I'm away because no matter how much you will miss me, I will always miss you more.
33. If we'll ever have children, two should be enough.
34. Remember that I love new thrills.
35. Remember that I fear the feeling of guilt.
36. Remember that I explain as much as I can to you because I want you to be the only one who understands me.
37. Remember that cheesecake is my favorite dessert, and that I like ribs more than warm hugs, and that I bend down to pet any friendly chubby puppy.
38. Before you leave me, tell me why. It doesn't matter if it's for a business meeting, or for good. Tell. Me. Why.
39. I am writing more often than not and understand that most likely, I will not notice you when I am doing so (because, tunnel-vision).
40. Know that I like kittens as much as the Backstreet Boys want it that way, but not as much as how Bieber constantly wants to be an asshole.
41. Remember that I choose who I respect. I don't even believe that doors should be held for all women in general. Even women become assholes, too, and I certainly won't hold doors for assholes.
42. Keep in mind that I am one of the most judgmental people out there.
43. Remind me when I am speaking against anyone or anything too much because I haven't figured out a definite extent when it comes to judging others.
44. Wake me up when I need to. I have grown to become an absolute heavy sleeper. (Once I have slept 20 hours straight). 
45. I love movies. Watch movies with me.
46. I love food. Remember that I can be effortlessly bribed with food.
47. Know that I strive to live for a cause.
48. I pity the less fortunate; come with me when I should assist humanitarian aid.
49. As much as possible, be with me. I'll need you.
50. If we'll marry, know that you'll have the say as to where we'll live.
51. Know that I can tolerate you (up to any extent) at your red season.
52. Know that I will not renounce my God for you, nor will I put you among the duties I have in my church. I will never turn my back on my religion for anything or anyone. If you can't have that, then I can't have you and don't expect me to have regrets because I won't. 
53. Accept my three humble C's: my chocolates, my cooking, and my compliments.
54. Understand that I believe that money can buy happiness.
55. Understand that I don't really know many good jokes, so don't always ask me for some.
56. Recognize my weaknesses, I want you to help me overcome them.
57. I'd very much appreciate it if you'd dress beautifully (yet modestly) for me. Everyone loves a pretty girl in a pretty dress.
58. Know that I have an exceptionally active internet life, but is only limited to my Facebook, Twitter, and my blog.
59. Read my blog. Remember that you shall inspire most, if not all, of whatever I put there.
60. Know that you shall be immortal(ized).
61. Have respect for your elders, if you still have none.
62. Know that I love hugs (mostly because I seldom get any).
63. Know that I do not and I will never tolerate the concept of a 'month-sary'. It is as hideous as it sounds. Aren't people contented with an anniversary? Jeez.
64. I like traveling; if you do, too, let's go to places we've never seen before.
65. Know that if murder was legal, I'd stab hypocrites to death.
66. If you don't like a particular thing that I'd been accustomed to do, kindly ask me to stop.
67. Know that if less fortunate people disgust you, why, you disgust me even more.
68. I like taking pictures with hot-ass cars as if they're mine. Please don't let other guys take pictures (or the like) with you as if you're theirs.
69. If you love Game of Thrones, and you root for Stannis Baratheon, the First of his Name, to reign over the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, and you love puppies, and you're shorter than I am, you should know that you are the most perfect girl living as of now, as far as it concerns me.

Volturius

He flies with frightful wings of black,

his claws as horrid as his claws;

all dead things, his to devour;

his lusts fiendish, his vices foul.

He seeks the dead, the frail, the dying,

and what is left of lionsprey;

he haunches on that rotting flesh

with the vigor of a river fish.

He with his friends mock the dying;

where the lion sups, they are nearby

on dead, pale branches of dead, pale trees;

the way lions sup, they learn for they see.

Quicquid Ego Facere

i love you so

even if it might not be;

as the stars light up the sky,

i will;

it's hard to do so but

i try,

i always do

for it's what

it means, that i'll stay for you,

and whatever i do is for you

Sicut Tu Volo

Break me as you will;
I deteriorate at your word;
I endear you for the pleasure
so murder me for the thrill~

Sartor

Wena traeh nekorb ym hctits: roliat eht ekil, gnilrad, os. Deruc teg t'now i fi tor lliw i emit ni dna, nori no tsur ekil em no sraew worros ym. Yad hcae etarepsed worg i woh das st'i.

Erratae

around turn you when you hold I'll though

out way your find door the there's

me to back come please but no

be me leave you don't why oh

along all why reason

 the known have should

 I that understand I no

me at mad be and on go

why out found never have I

darling for left you why

known never I've and true

so love a me gave you

Questus Exire Ex Syrtes

That moment I let go of your splendor of a hand, which I despairingly regret, I fell into quicksand; a quicksand that pulls me in deeper as I struggle to get out to reach for you again, and the only pleasure I get is watching my almost-hopeless demise firsthand. It's rather quite funny, though; the way I long for your fingertips to rejuvenate my face as mine had already dived into the plenitude of wet sand, for your hair to seize me as my nose caught hold of its heavenly scent as mine lay damp from the sweat of struggle, for your arms to embrace me in my triumph and in my(this) despair, as well, as mine arms have not the ability to embrace you in return. Call it 'putting you in a pedestal' all you want but that was never how I deemed to call it. I never put people I devote my flawed self to on a pedestal. What I'd rather (metaphorically) do is I tell every person I stumble upon about how you make me smile, laugh, live, grieve, frown, love. Hold my imperfect hand with the perfect yours... because now it is only your hand I shall hold onto to escape the quicksand~