Apr 11, 2008 Posted by Georg Kevin

A Poem for..

Today is the eleventh of the month, a special day, somehow. It’s been special since the eleventh of December, last year, until this very minute. I’ve written this following poem just within this year, inspired by the eleventh, and well said; a noticeable piece that appeals good to its readers who have read it already. This poem is about a guy, who loves someone (it could be vice versa too),... read more

Apr 10, 2008 Posted by Georg Kevin

Hands of Tears

The following poem is an english piece of mine entitled “Hands of Tears”. I have 2 versions of this poem, one written with the presence of my former bestfriend, namely Charice, at her boarding house. And the follow-up which was written a week later, literally with hands full of tears. This poem speaks again about the unpleasant side of love, the poignant feelings that follow, majority of times,... read more

Apr 5, 2008 Posted by Georg Kevin

At Muling Nasaktan

WARNING: This is a Filipino Poem, just given an English introduction, so, non-Filipinos, I advice you to check out some other poems I made Now, back to the topic, or to the poem rather. I haven’t written it yet, but I’m about to write it down now. I have just shutdown kevinpaquet.com (LOL) I feel frustated again, I feel like I’ve been cheated, fooled. And I guess, she did do that to me,... read more

Apr 4, 2008 Posted by Georg Kevin

My Bestfriend

I used to have my bestfriend from the opposite sex, since I am a Male, then my best is a Female; obviously. Sometimes it just happens (like it usually happens) that a boy and a girl suddenly fall in love, and that majority of occassions, the relationship doesn’t last that long anymore. Well, this poem won’t discuss about bestfriend love which evolved into true love, but my love and thankfulnes... read more

Apr 2, 2008 Posted by Georg Kevin

Take It Away

This poem that you are about to read has been written by me way back in the year 2006, but failed to glance and shine during that time, since poems like Asleep and other works just were too bright to make this nice piece an noticeable masterwork. I’m about to present you a poem from the Realism season that talks about: (what else do you think, huh?!) Love from the deepest poignant point of view, as... read more