Annabella Ordena: The Poet

Poetry is an expression of thoughts and ideas, usually in the smallest amount of words possible. Poetic license has given my words, emotions, and feelings a place to fly. I still have not decided how I want to configure this particular page to best display some of my works, but hope to do so soon. In the meantime, a few offerings to prove that I truly have the tongue of a poet.(This might give you a hint of my dilemma. How do I sort? Date? Subject? Alphabetical? And that is just one question.) Explore the rest of the site by clicking my name.

Have You Forgotten

Have you forgotten it was you who held my hand
Much longer, much more passionately than I planned?
Have you forgotten it was you who swore love undying
But proved in the end that you were only lying?
Have you forgotten that you never dared to ask
And put all blame on me, called me to task?
Have you forgotten how hard I fought for you
And how my heart is breaking, love still true?
Have you forgotten how much you had lied to me
To control, hold, never lose or leave the side of me?
Have you forgotten how I pulled you from the brink
Of death, when you panicked and began to sink?
Have you forgotten that I can love and remember
More than one, more than February or December?
Have you forgotten that you never bothered to learn
What is my life, my passion, my flame to burn?

~January 14, 2008~
I Want More

I want more memories of you that don't make me cry
Ones that make me laugh, not make me ask why
I ever thought to give my fragile heart to you
Memories that mean more than what I thought I knew

I want more time in the embrace of your arms
When you let your guard down, give in to my charms
And smile at me in the way only you can
In those moments, alone, were you truly a man

I want more truth pouring swiftly from your lips
To brighten my darkness as the dark veil lifts
And I feel the truth that burns inside of you
Lifting me up, drawing us closer to what's true

I want more than you would ever concede to give
Because you can't understand, you can't live
Outside the world that you have come to accept
The one that kills me, the one I reject

I want to be whole, to finally feel complete
To stop playing games, not to have to compete
I want you to know how much that I care
But you don't want me, so I can't be there

~November 11, 2004~
Possessed

You want to own me, but don't want to pay the price
Want to sneak up on me and take away my right
To decide my own mind, choose my own fate
Keep telling me what to believe, all that I should hate
Because it angers you, hurts you, puts you to ruin
But you can't see beyond that, that far too soon
The woman you thought was chained to your world
Has finally broken through the ropes that are soiled
With her blood, with her sweat, with her fight to be free
But keep on believing that you'll always possess me.

~June 13, 2005~
To Whom I Love

To whom I love, this is my gift to you
That I may understand every thing you do
Every tear that you shed, every sin you regret
Every time you return to your knees, cheeks wet
As you pray to Our Father to forgive your trespass
This is my gift, that he'll give what you ask

To whom I love, this is my gift to you
This guide, this life that can, your soul, renew
If you'll but follow in paths I have walked
Share the peace you felt each time we talked

To whom I love, this is my gift to you
Just follow in faith, remember what you knew

~March 21, 2007~
When I Am Old

When I am old, I will come to you again
Maybe I can find a way to love again
The air that breathes through you
The winds, the waters that I knew
That held me close, caressed my face
Made me feel I belonged to this place

When I am old, I will think of you
Though I know your heart untrue
Will have forgotten me and my mark
Will have faded away, lost in dark
Memories and shades that faded fast
Though somehow inside me, you last

When I am old, will you love me then
Will you forgive me, forget the sin
That tainted you, tarnished your streets
While my heart flutters, stops, beats
Once more in rhythm to our own dance
When I am old, I'll have that chance

~May 5, 2006~

Annabella Ordena | fanklubz at meowmail dot com | August 9, 2008