Gray
Gray
1 day ago      8 seconds ago

Ang sabi sakin ni Mama, "neng, wag mong ipapagalaw ang iyong katawan. Magmahal ka ng lalaki ngunit wag mong isusuko ang templong iyong inalagaan kung ayaw mong magsisi." Sabay kindat na sinundan ng kanyang mga kiliti. Kung pwede ko lang aminin kay mama na mali siya sa dalawang bagay na kanyang nabanggit (nako, baka namura niya na ko sa galit).
Una. Hindi lalaki ang aking napupusuan.
Pangalawa. Mama, patawad pero naisuko ko na.


Baka ang nais iparating sakin ng aking nanay, "kahit ikaw ay pilitin, HUWAG. At huwag na huwag mo ring ibibigay ng kusa."

Hindi ba? May punto si mama. Pero mahal, naaalala mo ba ang gabing umuwi tayong magkasama? Hinawakan mo ang kamay na nanlalamig sa kaba. Pinainit mo ang pakiramdam ng akin ng nadama ang pagyapos mo ng dahan dahan sa aking katawan. Nilakbay ng iyong mga halik ang labi kong nagliliyab sa pagkasabik. Ito na ang pinakahihintay kong sandali.

Nasubok mo kung gaano kabilis kong kayang bumigay. Kasabay sa bagal ng oras habang gumagapang ang iyong mga kamay ay sumabay ang pagkatunaw ng aking mga tuhod. Mga puting kumot namantyahan ng pula. Sabihin na lang nating ito'y ating mga kaluluwa na sinakop ng kasalanang ating nagawa. Langit ay aking narating at nakita. Hindi ito isang pagkakamaling aking pagsisisihan. Hindi mo ko nun kinailangang pilitin dahil buong loob ko itong ibinigay ng kusa.

Ilang beses nangyari. Isa... Dalawa... Ilang beses nasundan. Tatlo... Apat... Lima... Ilang beses nating natagpuan ang ating mga sarili sa parehong sitwasyon. Ilang ulit ng nangyari  ngunit pabago bago ng posisyon. Anim... Pito... Walo... At tulad ng magandang panahon, pagmamahal mo'y nagdilim at naglaho. Pinaglaruan, pinaikot ikot sa iyong mga palad na parang laruan. Leeg ko'y aking natagpuang may nakapilipit na kadenang nangangalawang. Kung gaano kabilis mong nahubad ang nakabalot saking damit, ganun din kabilis nagbago ang iyong isip. Saking mga mata ay hindi mo natagpuan ang langit.

Sabi mo kaya mong mabuhay na mukha ko lang ang iyong tinititigan. Kasinungalingan. Sabi mo ako lang ang iyong kailangan. Nagsisinungaling ka na naman. Ang sabi mo ako lang ang babaeng iyong mamahalin. Sana nga'y nagsisinungaling ka lang. Dahil naialay ko na ang aking kaluluwa, puso't katawan sa mga pangako mong iniwan. Templo ko'y nagiba na ng impyernong sinapit ng damdamin ko sayo. Tama nga si mama. Dapa't ito'y aking inalagaan. Akin ng ibibigay saking sarili ang kalayaang aking kailangan. Akalain ko bang lahat ng ipinangarap ko para sating dalawa hindi ko rin pala makakamtan. Hindi mo kailangang manatili. Hindi kita pipilitin. Buong loob ko itong ibibigay ng kusa. Susubukan kong burahin ang mantyang ibinahid mo sa akin. Ikaw ay aking hahayaan kahit ako'y ginawa mong saktan at iwanang duguan. Mahal, hindi ko magagawang pagsisihan ang nagawa nating kasalanan.

Hoping to perform this piece at Sev's Cafe's Open Mic Night. Looking forward to Celine's performance as well.
Brain in a bottle
Brain in a bottle
6 hours ago      4 minutes ago

My first ever poem
All those 2 months ago

A flash on the horizon

A supernova fizzes through existance
and crashes into loves ocean

Flares and hearts explode

A fiery tsunami approaches

Embers fall from the skies
Reflected in your amber eyes

Turn and face the coming tide
that scorches all who try to hide

Love burns bright when deep and true

And this my love
My flame for you

~

Touching a leaf, holding a flower
Feeling the rain as it falls on our skin
Breathing the air, dreaming forever
Now is the time that my life does begin

Blowing a kiss, watching it float
Softly a’ whirl as it seeks to find you
Wearing a smile, feeling quite happy
Lost in a world where my heart knows it’s true

Holding your hand, knowing your wonder
Taking your arm as we walk through the day
Singing a song, hearing the thunder
All that this world has now put on display

Sharing our life, loving eternal
Having a friend sent to me from above
Living this dream, here ever after
Knowing the joy that is always your love

Lou McNamara
Lou McNamara
1 day ago      16 minutes ago

Every time we go a little longer between seeing each other,
Or you take your time replying
My heart skips a little faster
And I begin to panic.
I worry that you've copped on
To realising that I am merely a fraud -
I seem lovable at the start,
But by the time I'm falling for you,
Really falling,
You've realised I'm not that lovable at all.

I'm all scars, faded wounds that still burn deeply and lost amongst my insecurities.

JCM
JCM
11 hours ago      24 minutes ago

The face you see standing in front of your door
Doesn't want you anymore

You steal her weekend nights
You rewind the thoughts of her mind

The face you see standing in front of your door
Is not into it anymore

It was question of time
For her to realize
That you where never down for her
When the sun is about to rise
Neither when the moon says goodbye

The face you see standing infront of your door
Is not waiting anymore

Tiberius
Tiberius
12 hours ago      26 minutes ago

Do you remember the smell of salt and sand
Carried by the wind that gently kissed your neck?
The love once felt on a hot summer day laying by the ocean
Surrounded, yet alone staring into the deepest, darkest part of your eyes
Do you remember the sight of the leaves
Falling gently to the ground
As we laughed our days away laying in piles of orange and yellow leaves?
Careless to the  world, blissful ignorance not wanting to be found
Do you remember those cold December nights
Warm in bed as a fire raged in our hearts
As we lay silently together lost in each others company
Do you recall the first blooming flowers we would see as as drove around aimlessly
The smell of freshly cut grass and sound of children playing filling the air
The same way you filled my heart?
Oh to blissful memories of a life so long departed
But here I am, missing where we started.

#love   #fall   #summer   #winter   #spring   #seasons   #missing   #letter   #open  
Zara Noury
Zara Noury
3 hours ago      28 minutes ago

His thoughts are colours,
His hands are brushes,
And he touches me
Quite artistically.


F.Z.N

#art   #touch   #colour   #hand   #colours   #brush   #artistic   #brushes   #artistically  
 
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