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name: jonny ngo
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counting petals
i love her... she loves me not...
she wants me to hold her but avoids my touch...
so i count the petals that fall beside my
feet...
one... one night away from you is one night too
much...
i love her... she loves me not...
she speak of the things that she does not
show...
so i count the petals that fall beside my
feet...
two... two people in love is just one more than
i know...
i love her... she loves me not...
she gives me no ear to tell the secrets i
keep...
so i count the petals that fall beside my
feet...
three... three times i whispered i loved her
while she sleeps...
and i love her... i love her for naught...
but counting these petals is all that i've got.
please be honest
let me ask you something... please be
honest.
when you write... do you write for me...
do you put words in places for me to see...
when you speak... do you speak my name...
when you mention all the things we have the
same...
when you think... do you think of me....
when you order dr. pepper and i order raspberry
tea...
when you dream... do you dream of us...
do you put in your dreams all of your trust...
...for me.
to be honest... i do too.
my face
you are the bags under my eyes... those
sleepless nights i drown in thoughts of you.
you are the winkles on it's sides... those
smiles that causes my eyes to close.
you are the pimples i don't expect... when i
stress about your complete happiness.
you are the dimples on my cheek... when i laugh
out loud at how cute you are.
you are the gray hairs that shine... the times i
worry for you so you wouldn't have to.
you are the bottom lip that i bite... the times
i thirst to have yours pressed against it.
you are all the emotions on my face.
my ariel
my ariel... my light...
always guiding... always bright...
red sun rising... blue moon setting...
into the darkness i'm confessing...
eternal light please be my guide...
lead me to a brighter side...
eternal light from high above...
be my ariel... be my love.
if you only knew...
if i would think of your face, would you know
it...
if i would blow you a kiss, would you keep it...
if i would tell you i've missed you, would you
believe it...
if i would hand you the world, would you cherish
it...
if i would whisper i love you, would you hear
it...
and if i would give you my heart... would you
want it... as much as i want yours.
one too many
chances... how many is one too many...
you've been hurt... you've been taken for
granted...
so common sense tells you to move on...
but many are willing to give second chances...
many will say destroy my love again.
chances... how many is one too many...
i've hurt you... i've taken your trust for
granted...
so common sense tells you to move on...
but you are willing to give me a second
chance...
you are willing to say destroy my love again.
chances... how many is one too many...
i've been hurt... you've taken my love for
granted...
so common sense tells me to move on...
but i am always willing to give you a second
chance...
and i will say my love cannot be destroyed.
whispers
she whispers "i love you"... beneath her
breath...
"i" is all he keeps when the wind steals the
rest...
he whispers "i love you"... while she sleeps...
"love" is all she dreams of in a sleep so
deep...
i scream out "i love you"... my heart to be
heard...
"you" are all that matters from those three
words.
the journey
is it the journey... or is it the destination...
is it the path we choose... or where we long to
be...
and i sit here... dark walls surrounding...
staring at my pictures of you... wanting to
know...
if i should be happy... because i got to hold
you once in my arms...
or sad... that i only got to hold you once in my
arms.
is it the choices we make... or the chances we
are forced to take...
is it making all the right decisions... or the
wrong ones we can learn from...
and i sit here... dark walls surrounding...
imaging your lips pressed against mine...
wanting to know...
what is more painful... experiencing the first
kiss only once...
or knowing that there must be a last one.
and we make mistakes... and we stumble...
and we fall... and we fly...
and so i take this journey... away from the dark
walls surrounding...
to take you out of this corner in my mind...
wanting to know...
if no matter the journey... no matter the path i
take...
if my heart has any other destination... besides
you.
a fool's quest
people tell me that i'm too nice...
that when i'm too nice...
people take my kindness for granted...
but still i give...
and still i try and try to give some more...
people tell me that i should only worry about
myself...
that only i should matter...
because i'm the only person i can depend on...
but still i put my guard down...
and still i stand here defenseless...
people tell me that i care too much...
that i try too hard doing all i can for you...
not listening to what people tell me...
so still i love... and still i'm waiting for
someone to love me back.
sealed
visions of you dance in my head...
your face... your smile... your eyes...
i miss you...
i lay in bed in this dark empty apartment...
and miss you...
so i wrote it in a letter...
written emotions on paper...
folded up this letter...
sealed it with a gentle kiss...
sealed it away...
sealed you away...
a secret to be kept...
a secret between my lips and my letter...
about how much i miss you.
invisible
you speak of heartache... of pain... of
hurt...
words that are prisoners between your lips...
a life sentence you've given yourself...
but i take the key hidden in my heart...
free those words from what you know...
give you the world for us to share...
but you took without giving your heart to me...
and i am left... unseen.... unfelt... uncared...
i am left... invisible to you.
fly or fall
i stand isolated at the very edge of world...
i stand between what is known and what is not...
she walks towards me... walks up to me...
she whispers in my ear...
my guardian angel...
my guiding light...
fly me to the moon...
fly me to the moon and back...
so i might lay my hands upon its comforting
light...
so i might feel its beams warm up my heart...
if only for a moment...
if only for a second...
i reply, my dearest love... my wings are
broken...
i reply, my dearest love... i cannot fly...
she leans up to me... her lips upon my cheek...
she whispers in my ear...
my guardian angel...
my guiding light...
you can fly because my love will lift you up...
you can fly because my love will never let you
fall...
so badly i want to believe...
so badly i want to have faith...
i close my eyes... spread open my broken
wings...
i extend them to the sky... and i leap...
whether i fly or fall... is up for you to
decide.
double negatives
don’t think i don’t know you
don’t think i don’t know this connection read
your thoughts, see your dreams
don’t think i don’t always dream of you at night
don’t think i don’t care for you
don’t think i don’t care that you’re not here
next to me, in my arms
don’t think i don’t imagine you inside my
embrace
don’t think i don’t feel you don’t think i don’t
feel you beneath me
hear your heart, see your eyes
don’t think i don’t see you when i close mine
don’t think i don’t love you
don’t think i don’t love how you make me feel
so i pretend, pretend i don’t hurt
but don’t ever think i don’t hurt when i’m
without you.
the rose
a precious rose has fallen,
a petal upon our feet.
when words are left unspoken,
become difficult to repeat.
these words we have forgotten,
stops rose and love from growing.
the moment we release them,
the rose will keep on healing.
so every time a petal falls
and two lovers fall apart.
i’ll collect the petals,
and i’ll keep them in my heart.
never lost is love so true
that it’ll always be preserved.
when all i want is to love you,
to love you as you deserve.
the journey
love's admirations...
love's disappointments...
gives me wings to fly...
gives me weakness in the knees...
soft whispers travelling to find her...
soft whispers die upon her ears...
i will always stand beside her...
i will always stand behind her...
and i will always love her...
and i will always love her...
a poem for you because you deserve one
you are sunlight...
...the guiding sunlight on a night with no stars
to sail me across the ocean skies...
you are heartstrings...
...the heartstrings that play a symphony of
music that lets our souls dance...
you are art divine...
...art that create paintings in my mind... a
museum of priceless memories...
you are reason...
...the reason for being when only the
unreasonable lives between our lips...
you are insight...
...everlasting insight deep into all that i know
and all that i want to know...
you do not exist in reality... but in a dream
beyond...
...in a world where together lives the moon and
sun...
so i wrote a poem for you... because you deserve
one...
love is a metaphor
the night seems almost sad.
the rain cries as if it misses you
its tears blooming like flowers in spring.
the day seems a bit brighter.
butterflies laugh as if you were tickling them.
sunshine drops as if you were catching it in
your arms.
the evening lets the earth rest.
bluebirds fall from sky to nest like my thoughts
of you
tired of running through my mind all day.
then the night returns and all is sad again.
the grass sits, refuses to grow until you
return.
and the rain continues to cry because it misses
you.
in my dreams
how my dreams of you
bring me closer,
because in my dreams
distance does not exist.
and yet my dreams
taunt me still,
tease me, torture me,
giving what i cannot have.
because in my dreams
images are illusions,
feelings are unguided lies,
and nothing is real.
but my dreams
relieve me still.
and missing you
does not go unrewarded.
word painter
to be a word painter
and paint a masterpiece
which mirrors my very being,
the passions in my dreams.
so i sit in front of this blank canvas,
i find the perfect brush, dip it,
and prepare myself to paint each word:
red: the reflection of the sunset where sea and
sky meet.
blue: the untainted water of the lily ponds.
green: the grassy meadow where butterflies
sleep.
yellow: the dandelions that grow towards the
morning light.
the colors together create another world,
a perfect place that time forgot,
a perfect time that lives forever.
and for a second, i am somewhere else.
a beautiful paradox
a beautiful paradox...
is what you are to me... a beautiful mystery i
cannot solve...
a question without an answer... a riddle without
a twist...
how can such a beautiful paradox... mean so much
to me...
how can a mystery hurt me so... bring me so much
pain...
give me sadness and yet still be so beautiful to
me...
this beautiful paradox is an oxymoron...
beautiful her...
painfully... hurtfully... tearfully...
beautifully hers...
a sonnet for you because you deserve one
i think i fell in love with your smile...
i think i am floating away...
you've captured my heart with your smile...
you've captured the light of the day...
there could never be darkness when you smile...
there could never be any tears...
you've weaken my knees with your smile...
you've stolen the days from the years...
i lose all track of time when you smile...
i lose all sense of right and wrong...
our hearts beat together when you smile...
our heartbeats make the perfect song...
and it will beat with yours in perfect
harmony...
our kisses the tempo with your smile as the
melody...
beautiful is...
beautiful is...
the smile on your face...
the sweet embrace...
the absence of space...
when i'm next to you...
beautiful is...
the sparkle in your eye...
the taste of the tears you cry...
the wings that make me fly...
when i thiink of you...
beautiful is...
the inspiration to my art...
the treasure that's your heart...
the pain when we're apart...
when i'm missing you...
beautiful is...
everything that is you...
when i'm next to you...
when i think of you...
when i'm missing you...
...when i love you.
meaningless
gasping for air like a fish underwater...
words
are meaningless...
whispered thoughts speaking out loud...
undefined
is my life without you...
closing my eyes to see the warmth of color...
like
a song without a note...
preparing for rain on a day without clouds...
a
poem without meaning...
wonderful month of june
wonderful is the starlit sky on a summer's
night,
the shine in your eyes as i hold you tight,
the beauty which gives the angels flight,
wonderful is the month of june.
wonderful is the gentle breeze that caresses
your face,
the moonlight's reflection at our special place,
the things you do that make my heart race,
wonderful is the month of june.
wonderful is the first time that i held you
gently,
the flawless flower that you picked for me,
your perfect month it will forever be,
wonderful is the month of june.
a sonnet for my wings
i don't mind talking every day
on your phone, thinking of your smile
i don't mind finding every way
on your mind, i'll walk a million miles
i don't mind standing every year
on your corner, in the pouring rain
i don't mind kissing every tear
on your lips, sharing in your pain
i don't mind gentle midnight whispers
on your pillow, singing you to sleep
i don't mind giving up the feathers
on my wings, for you to keep
all i want is for you to feel as beautiful as i
see
with feathers in hand, all i want is for you to
be
the moonlight is faded
the moonlight is faded
your light led the way
for the smiles we traded
turned night into day
the moonlight is faded
your touch i adore
and how long i have waited
for you to want more
the moonlight is faded
the stars do not shine
for the love you created
will never be mine
fallen angel
say goodbye to heaven
say goodbye to hell
another fallen angel
another tale to tell
yesterday is forgotten
the past not spoken of
when god created angels
before god created love
then love became forbidden
then love became a lie
when lost became the angels
who lost their will to fly
stream of consciousness
don't tell me i'm special
i know you don't mean it
don't tell me i'm important
they are just words to me
don't tell me you care
when you don't act like you do
don't make me any promises
i won't believe you
don't give me that look
it tears up my heart
don't hurt me like you do
because i can't stand it anymore
don't suddenly act sweet
it's only temporary
don't think i'll always put up with this
you'll soon regret it
don't ever leave me
cause no matter what
i'll still care for you
i would never
i would never try to change you,
i would never forget to call,
and if you start to stumble,
i would catch you if you fall.
i would never leave you lonely,
i would never call you fat (hehe),
and if you lose your heart with mine,
i would show you where it's at.
i would never promise forever,
unless it wasn't true,
and if you ever ask me to,
i would give my all to you.
angel of love
you came from the light,
you came from above.
hair of the night,
wings of a dove.
you’ve blinded my sight,
my angel of love.
the big contradiction
love makes us, teaches us, and learns. to be, or
not.
to be great, a hero, a legend, or not.
to try, to stand, or to always fall down.
love powers the finger with strength to defeat,
yet weakens the greatest of warriors.
if the roses are flawed with such vicious
thorns,
are the thorns privileged to have such roses?
love will play its part inside the human heart,
we must decide the role to which it plays.
for it is love that tortures us in the night,
and it is love that gives the bird its song.
one can never exist without the other.
together, they both do make us human.
to love, to make, to teach, to learn, to be, or
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