Never has the summer been
As hot as it is now,
If you go out it’ll hurt your skin
It might even scorch your brow.
Heat index at 50 degrees
That’s Celsius and not Fahrenheit,
But still wouldn’t you agree
That, that is hot alright!
Can’t get to the beach to cool off
Or to the mall for some cold air,
If only we could get out, just blastoff
And feel the wind in our hair.
I fix instead some cold drink
One glass, then two, then three
This will do for now, I think
Until again the heat makes me thirsty.
It’s a rainy Christmas eve tonight here in Cebu, Philippines as a tropical storm has entered our country. It is a cold night but I’m thankful for my family and for the food on our table.
Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it and happy holidays to the rest.
Love has never been warm to me
Its icy cold breath has always been breathing down on me.
Others boast of warm fresh breeze
But I’ve only been able to feel its chills.
Love has given sunshine, smiles, and rainbows to others
But it has only given me a cold shoulder.
Maybe I offended it before.
Maybe it wanted me to do more.
Maybe I could try and break the ice.
Maybe I haven’t been too nice.
Maybe I’m really just afraid
For love to be warm to me.
Walking down the street on a cold night with you
My hands were cold and I thought yours must be too.
So I took your hand and held it tightly
But I realised almost immediately.
It was not your hands that were cold
It was your heart that was like ice, which I knew I could never hold.
Ang kabugnaw sa hangin
Nga mi dampi sa akong aping,
Walay sama sa kabugnaw
Sa imong kasing-kasing.
The cold wind
That brushes upon my face
Is nothing compared
To the coldness of your heart.
My coffee has gone cold waiting for me.
In this cold morning, my coffee is colder still.
Much like your cold heart
Who left me lying on the cold floor
With my heart held in my cold hands.
And yet, I still drink my bitter cold coffee
As I toast the cold morning air
Remembering that from your coldness
I learned to embrace the warmth of my own sunshine.
The lights flicker and glow
The time and the moment pass by slow
I watch the world busy itself
Put myself up on the shelf
I sit with a warm cup of coffee on hand
Looking at this beauty so grand
And then my thoughts drift to you
Wondering if your Christmas would still be blue
It’s near Christmas, I hope you feel the warmth.
Cold, cold night
As cold as ice
As cold as his heart
As cold as my soul
As cold as the glare in our eyes
How and why did we come to this?
We’ve become frozen
We’ve become our coldest
It’s a dark day today
Clouds grey silver blanket the sky
Morning feels like night
And we welcome the cold weather after the warm summer
Maybe we were meant to be apart.
Maybe that will ever be all.
Not much was really said.
Coldness with a cold stare and a cold feet
Finally admitting defeat.