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Katryna Mar 2018
Walang salitang “sayang”

Hindi tayo sayang,
Dahil may mga panahon na tayo lang ang nakakaintindi sa isat-isa.
Hindi alintana ang alingawngaw na dala ng lipunan,
Mga bibig na hindi magkamayan sa pagtutol.

Hindi sayang ang mga panahong sabay nating tinahak ang mundo
imbes pakanan ang ikot ay mas pinili natin ang pakaliwa.

Hindi natin nasayang ang mga oras ng katahimikan,
dahil sabay natin itong sinalin sa musika at sabay nating sinayaw ang tugtog ng ating mga puso.

Sabay nating niyakap ang kahinaan ng bawat isa,
nagsilbi tayong lakas na kayang pumawi ng panghihinang hatid ng mga mapangahas na hamon.

Walang lakad na nasayang,
dahil sabay nating hinakbang ang ating mga paa patungo sa di malamang dito, doon, d’yan at kung saan man.

Walang takot na naramdaman dahil sabay nating sinilip ang kung anong merong hatid ang kabilang daigdig.

Walang sayang,
Kahit sabay nating kinumpas ang ating mga kamay upang magpaalam.

Walang sayang.

Dahil sa mga oras na iyon alam natin,
ang kabilang mundo ay pansamantala lamang.

Alam natin na ang mundo ay iikot muli sa atin,
at sa pangalawang pagkakataon.

Magtatagpo tayong muli,

Hanggang sa susunod nating pagkikita.

Paalam. ­­­­
2 months from now, your getting married. With this, Our time will no longer be timeless. - Kimi No Nawa
Ivan Brooks Sr Mar 2018
While the world sleeps,
and the night creeps,
I wake my body to prepare
as the moon prepares to fade.
I plan for the rest of the day.
I'm very orderly, if I may say...
which way to go,
what to do
who to talk to...
look at my time
read a line,
take a drink,
before I start to think.
I water my flowers,
plan my hours,
check my phone,
right before I leave home...
ready for a fresh day,
set to go all the way!

IB-Poetry©️
3/9/2018
Somedays are different...
George Krokos Nov 2016
When things don’t work out or go according to expectation
we may not have taken the time to do enough preparation.
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From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Àŧùl Dec 2015
Having read both cell biology & molecular biology in Bachelor's,
This subject seems a lot different when studying it in the Master's.

But I just can't abdicate & concede this point in my master's degree at all,
I'll study creating poems about every major topic to let poetry happen.

That way it'll be easier to revise,
Both poetically and theoretically.
My HP Poem #934
©Atul Kaushal
Cíara McNamara Jun 2015
Brush your teeth!
Brush your hair!
Fix your dress -
No no! That's not what you were told to wear.

Clean your bedroom,
Dust the stairs!
Mop the kitchen!
Careful, clean with care!

I thought I told you
To buy new towels?
We can't hang out these rags,
They'll think us fools!

There is dust on the cupboards
This just won't do!
Where is the good China?

For goodness sake we will have to start anew!
Dexteix Oct 2014
Five years hiding
preparing and binding
reading and writing
Five years bent over old crumbling scrolls
weaving old words into wards
molding spells of fire and lightning

Five years  plotting underground
in an unending round
of clandestine sabotage
with knives and lies

Five years to find men and women,
willing to help him atone
and the tyrant to overthrow
Five years to forge
them the swords and axes
shields and armour
that would crash and crack,
splinter and shatter edge to edge
for the sake of
his soul

Five years to the day,
the bells and trumpets rang
The horns were blown
and drums beaten
The earth was shaken
as the host marched forth

Five years to the day
the banners were flown
and in defiance of the dark king
the white pennants bore a fiery eye

At its head hooded
strode a man with a glowing staff
unbent unbroken and unbowed
proud, determined and uncowed
ready now at last
Inspiration
Determination
Concentration
Preparation

What does it all mean?

Can we just live in a world
Where everyone is free?

Would people even dare?

To live in a world
where everyone cared?

Too bad that's not how it works
Too bad this world's full of jerks

— The End —