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angellica Oct 2018
how can i liken that smile to a bright sunshine,
how can i compare the touch of your lips to a feather like rain,
how can i write this piece without even wondering,
is there anything on earth that compares to you, my everything?

how can i arrange these words, when just a thought of you can derail it,
how can i use the letters to describe the flame in me you lit,
how can i describe the feeling without even catching my breath,
when even just your name, my heart and soul will melt.

how can i state the warmth of your embrace without understating this,
how can i tell you how i feel without wondering what i missed,
how can these letters, words and rhymes be ever enough
when you my love, have given me so much.
mylo
angellica Oct 2018
Sigurado na akong hindi na ako yung batang iyon.

Marupok, madaling masaktan at iyakin, pagdating sayo.
Hindi na ako yung batang gabi-gabing tumatambay sa may bintana,
kahit na pinapapak na ng lamok, nagtyatyaga paring hintayin ang tawag mo,
umaasang marinig muli ang boses mo bago matulog.

Sigurado na akong hindi na ako yung batang nasasaktan pag sinabi **** ayaw mo na,
dahil wala rin naman tayong patutunguhan,
hindi na ako yung batang halos tumalon sa tawa pag bigla ka ulit nagparamdam,
hindi na ako yung batang hinanahanp ka pag nasasaktan,
hindi na ako yung batang gustong magsumbong pag inaaway na ako ng boung mundo

yung gustong gustong magsabi na masaya ang araw ko,
yung batang malulungkot pag binabalewala mo,
hindi na ako yung batang yun.
Hindi na ako.

Yung batang nangarap na makasama ka,
na makasama kang pagmasdan ang kagandahan ng buwan sa gabi
na pinilit bilangin ang mga bituin kahit alam nating imposible.
Hindi na ako yung batang tinatangay ng bawat pagkanta,
yung batang tatalon basta sabihin mo,
hindi narin ako yung batang gusto paggising ikaw ang katabi,

yung batang simpleng lambing mo lang abot tenga na yung mga ngiti.
Hindi na rin ako yung batang palaging hinihintay ang pagsasabi mo ng ‘iloveyou’,
kasi sa salitang iyon nakokompleto na ako
Hindi na ako yung batang puro pangalan mo lang ang bukambibig o ang libangan ay isipin at panaginipan ka gabi gabi,
hindi na ako yung batang nababasa lang ang pangalan mo napapangiti na ako.
Hindi na ako yung batang saiyo lang umikot ang mundo,
ang batang sinubukang maging kung sino ang pinapangarap mo.

Hindi na ako yung batang umasa na sana mahalin mo rin ng totoo.
Hindi na ako yung batang iyon. Hindi na po!
a poem written 10 years ago...
angellica Oct 2018
she smiled, as if everything's okay,
but deep inside she's ready to melt and decay

she's keeping her hopes up, just in case
the day wont let her even have her own place

in this world seems that she's a lost stranger
she cried at night, making things worst and graver

i saw her one time, she stared at me
as if she knows my secrets and my whole entity

i sigh, she sigh and both of us cried
we bare the same scar, both of our souls now dried

i tried to touch her, but i end up hurting her instead
i ruined the beauty that in her eyes i can only read

i tried to wash away those tears, but she said "leave me here"
the chair where she used to stand now lie just beneath her

yes, i was looking in the mirror the same time i tied that rope.
angellica Oct 2018
wrists marked by your terror and violence
screams that i kept to mask my resistance

i don't wanna be here anymore
be overshadowed by you and your terror

twisted and turned by your diabolical stare
you wrecked me, shredded nothing else to bare

i don't want this anymore
be choked and stepped on whenever you're a bore

silently, i died and you witness it every night
but to you it seems that it is a precious sight

i don't want you anymore
be awaken by your frightening roar

i beg you stop stepping out my closet,
stop getting in to my brain...

before i lost it.
angellica Sep 2018
i look at your eyes and i feel like drowning,
reality hit me, your ocean i can't swim,
but i found myself entangled with your touch like waves,
gasping for air again, myself I can't save...

— The End —