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48 thoughts on “Rudy Francisco – Love Poem Medley Extended @Cal Poly San Luis Obispo

  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    you know youre in trouble when you think of someone when you listen to rudy. when every poem he writes makes them pop up in your mind

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    How have I never heard this before now? Saw it recorded at TPS 2017 and I thought it was brand new but 6 YEARS ago? Damn <3

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I first watched this when I fell in love with my girlfriend.
    I came back to this after me and my ex girlfriend broke up. I'm literally sobbing.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    This is so pure, even the ability to laugh and joke and then pick up where you left off. So great, I really wish and want this poem to have a studio version like 'complainers'. Just because the audience is a great plus but they take away from the impact of a lot of this piece.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    When I asked you for a chai latte what I meant to say was "I was walking past, I saw you in the window, I only came in here because I had to know what your voice sounded like." But instead of saying that I just got really nervous and ordered the first thing on the menu, i don't even know what the fuck chai is. Or a latte for that matter. When God made you, he cussed for the first time. He turned to an angel, gave him a high five and said " Goddamn I'm good!" You were that beautiful. I spent the last five days trying to figure out how I'm gonna introduce myself to you properly and I think I finally figured it out its gonna be something like "Hi…" That's all I got so far. But I think it's a good start. You see I want that, I want that my friends think I'm crazy kinda love. That reckless kinda love that, wake up early make you breakfast kinda love that, crack open my life and say look you gotta see this kinda love foot get the shallow stuff, I want the deepest kinda love that, that I wanna stay up late and tell you all my secrets kinda love that, that every time I see you I fall to pieces kinda love, I want that stand next to me kinda love that, that you are my destiny kinda love that, no matter what happens you always get the best of me kinda love that, you get my heart and my mind this world gets the rest of me kinda love that invest in me kinda love because you already know that I'm invested in you kinda love that, that you come home upset you don't have to say nothing I already know what to do…kinda love I want. I want love. I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak. And then suck my ex girlfriends name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations. I want you to come to me like an afternoon. Come to me slowly as if you were a broken sunset with a lazy sky on your shoulders if you let me be your sunlight I promise that I will penetrate your darkness until you speak in angel wings. Pull me close to you. Tell me that you love me, and then scratch your future into my back so I can be everything that you live for. I promise that I will die for you daily and then resurrect in your screams I promise that I will love you. I promise that I will love you as if it's the only thing that I've ever done correctly. And I'll be honest I'm usually not even a love poet. In fact every time I try to write about love my hands cramp. Just to show me how painful love can be. And sometimes my pencils break just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned. See I heard that love is blind so I write all my poems in brail. My poems, are never actually finished because true love is endless. You see I've always believed that real love is kind of like a supermodel, before she's airbrushed. It's pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended. You see I'm gonna be honest, I'm not much of a love poet, but if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love, my first poem would be about you. About how I love you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike. Scared. But reckless. With no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars could tell the story of how I fell for you. You see, I'm not much of a love poet, but if I was I'd write about how I see your face in every cloudy reflection, in every window you see I've written a million poems hoping that somehow, maybe some way you'll jump out of the page and be colder to me because of you were here right now, I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don't even know the words to. Until you heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the Pacific Ocean I wanna drink the sunlight in your skin. Yeah if I was a love poet I'd write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful, even on days when everything around you is ugly I'd write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink if i was a love poet I'd write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice and whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart, it plays hopscotch inside of my chest. It climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again. And I know this is gonna sound weird but sometimes, I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs just so I would never have to spend an entire day without you. And I swear, I'm usually not a love poet but I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love, my first poem, I swear that it would be about you. And aft r all of that she was like, "So how do you feel about me?" And I was confused. I said let's put it like this, I wanna be your ex boyfriends stunt man. I wanna do everything that he never had the courage to do. Like trust you. I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next 60 years of my life. See last night I had a dream. And in this particular dream I died in my dreams, awoke not knowing I was still asleep and decided to walk you see that night I walked in my sleep I slept in my walk I walked backwards until I saw you for the first time and I could barely muster the courage to introduce myself all over again you see I've been trying to find the right words. And I've been trying to take the right steps for what seems to be like thousands of years but something always seems to go wrong between us we lived in Egypt, I was the pharaoh's slave, you were his daughter loving you led to my death they claimed that I seduced you and after they stole my life I was resurrected as a mason. I made the foundation for your house we met eyes for two seconds you left and I didn't see you again until I died I came back as a caterpillar. I turned into a butterfly. I landed in the palm of your hands you brushed me away and the rejection killed me. When I awoke I was a kick drum, you were a snare we were both owned by this drummer named Cozy Cole and when he died so did we but I came back just to look for you I left notes in random places hoping that you would stumble across them I carved our names in trees and then prayed that it would jog your memory I would spit your name in the wind hoping somehow, maybe some way my voice would reach you but it didn't and I died, I died early. I died young with breadcrumbs in my hand just hoping that you would find me but you never did so they buried me, and when they buried me they put these coins over my eyes and I used them as bus fare to get back to Earth just so I could look for you. That's why sometimes when we hold hands, every so often I tend to hold on a little too tight and I'm sorry. I just don't wanna lose you again. And my mother told me, that when you find the perfect woman you do whatever it takes to make sure that she's next to you.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I hope she didn't steal your credit card information lol jk his words are beautiful

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I cried the first time I heard this & I still cry now watching it 3 months later

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I cried the first time I heard this & I still cry now watching it 3 months later

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I wonder which poem came first? This one or Shihan's "Type of Love". Both are beautiful

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    This remind me so much of shihans "this type of love"
    This poem made my heart tremble.
    Absolutely phenomenal.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    i wish i could show you this, gosh -youd love it
    but theres no wifi at a cemetery and how do i even know youd hear it

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I showed this video to my freshman year composition teacher and she showed it to 600 of her students… they all loved it. This is how a man should view love with your compassion and thought. Thank you for being such a beautiful man and poet.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    Watched this again for the first time in 4 years and it still touched every single ounce of me like it did when I first saw it. Beautiful.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    How have I not seen this before?!
    This is amazing, I am stunned. So many lines gave me goosebumps.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    Hi Rudy.. I'm not sure if you would ever read this but your poems are amazing. This one especially got me since I've just gotten out of a relationship.. For some reason it made me realise I never loved the guy and he never loved me, it was all about lust and loneliness. I hope to fall in love one day and it feels like this.

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    reminds me of the poem "Love Like," by Shihan! one of my favorite slam poets by far, along with Rudy. 🙂

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    "And my mother told me, when you find a perfect woman that You do what ever it takes to make sure this is ???  " i cant hear the very last part of this 8:12

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    I have melted into another dimension filled with his words

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    ive seen this several times and it remains my favorite poetic performance

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  • August 25, 2017 at 12:16 am
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    this video makes me sad because i had a starbucks girl. she never quite knew what it was exactly how i felt for her and Rudy accurately conveys everything i felt when i first saw her. now that i'm done with college i moved out and i don't know if i'll ever see her again. i kinda want to send this video to her so she can know that someone felt this way for her at one point and so she can feel special but idk if it's worth it anymore. 

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