It's been a long time since we've been together
Those days have been filled with laughter
Moments I want to share to my mother
It's really been a while, I guess
Those days can't simply be repeated
You are there, and I am here
The questions we answered, the problems we solved
Scribbles we wrote, Memories we created
All in the desk we both decided to let go
And when the class finally ended,
I ask myself, will things be the same again?
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 2:04 AM UTC
He was just there,
standing,
waiting for a response.
Hoping that every time he waited,
she could feel the intensity of his love.
She was just there,
watching,
cherishing the moment.
Remembering the features of his face,
hoping that she could draw using the fragments of their memories.
He was crying,
slowly leaving the scene,
knowing that he could not look at her saddened face.
The joyful and sorrowful memories broke the deafening silence.
She was sobbing,
staring at the back of his crying existence,
forcibly trying not to forget the cause of her happiness.
They created again an unforgettable memory.
I was just there, standing.
She was just there, watching.
We were crying.
We just created our last memory.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 11:45 PM UTC
Looking from afar
You look like a star
Shining brightly against all odds
Gently showing that they're all just duds
And while someone's trying to take your heart
Here I am, trying to make a rhyme
Acting like a playing mime
From a scene that can be recalled as art
You, smiling at me from a distance,
Visibly melting the walls that kept us bind
Undeniably creating a thought in my mind,
That I myself should take a stance
And slowly take a step forward
To a dream that I always wanted to guard.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
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*I have this place where I go
when I need to be all alone.
I call it my place,
a place where the hurts of the world
quiet down and fade away.*
***I have this place
no one knows about
between a field and a willow tree
along a pastures edge.***
*A place of beauty, where my fingertips
can paint over all the wrong
and all the pain I feel
in colors bright and cheery.*
***A creek down around the corner
I go to when
things get oppressive
dark and hard.***
*It’s a place of peace, where the fears
of my heart slow and still…
A place of calm, where the oceans
of emotions lay at my feet
and weep no more.*
***And I sit there
I don't know if I meditate
there in this place hidden
but I get peace
I see love I hug this earth.***
*It’s a place where I can breathe,
where I feel sheltered, protected
from the coldness outside
of my canopy of shade… It’s my place.*
***They go to their place…..
……they visit very often...***
¸.•°”˜ƸӜƷ˜”°•.•.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 3:57 AM UTC
I woke up 3 in the morning
tears were falling,
heart was aching
and you were missing.
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC
Sa bawat araw na lumilipas,
palaging inaasam ng puso
ang bawat salitang malumanay **** binibigkas,
bawat galaw **** nagbibigay tono sa uniberso,
bawat tinging nagpapahinto ng oras,
bawat ngiting nagbibigay kulay sa mundo.
At sa bawat bukas na sinusundan ang mga kumpas,
palaging isang Obra Maestrang Ikaw nakikita ko.
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 12:04 AM UTC
Una, napakaganda ng mga simula, ng mga umagang puno ng kaba, hinahanda ang sarili sa mga posibleng pagpapakilala. Hinahasa ang mga ngiti, ang mga galaw, ang mga paglakad sa harapan ng iyong mga kaklase. Tinatanggap ang mga matatalim na tingin habang naghihintay sa bawat salitang lalabas sa kaluluwa **** malapit nang sumabog, mga taingang naghihintay, naghahandang makinig…
Pangalawa, magiging kampante’t komportable ka, iisipin na ang buhay ay ganun lang kadali, na ang bawat simula’y pagpapakilala lang ng sarili na pagkatapos **** magpakilala ay makikinig ka nalang. Iniisip na ang kaginhawaan, galak at takot sa simula ay mananatiling sa’yo.
Pangatlo, mapapagod ka. Na ikaw ay gigising ng mas maaga, papalitan ang dugo ng iba’t-ibang uri ng likido, sa pagbabasakaling ang simula ay mananatili hanggang sa dulo. Ikaw ay unti-unting susuko.
Pero pang-apat, ang daan tungo sa tagumpay ay di dapat kalimutan at sukuan di’ba?
Subalit panglima, ang tagumpay ay di palaging may sementadong daanan, na ang lahat ng bagay ay di perpekto. Na ang langit na narasanan mo nung simula ay di mananatiling ganoon hanggang sa dulo na ito’y posibleng maging blankong espasyo na lamang. Matatakot kang punuin ito ulit.
Pang-anim, maghanda ka sa paglipad. Unti-unting buuin ang mga pakpak gamit ang mga balahibong parte ng iyong mga simula.
Pangpito, lisanin ang lumbay, ang galit, gamutin ang mga sugat sa’yong mga pakpak. Unti-unting abutin ang araw kahit na ito’y iiwanan kang abo, susubukang pabagsakin.
Ito ang pangwalo, maghanda kang bumagsak, mahulog, masaktan.
Pangsiyam, masakit ang mahulog, bumagsak, umasa. Ngunit gawin mo itong lakas, lagyan mo ng pwersa ang bawat pagaspas ng mga pakpak ng iyong simula. Oo, di tayo handa na mahulog, bumagsak, umasa, at walang kahandaan sa mga ganitong bagay.
Pero pangsampu, huwag kang susuko, magaling na ang iyong mga pakpak, tapos na ang paghahanda. Subukan mo nang lumipad muli sa langit na dati’y pinuno mo ng mga unang beses at mga unang bagay bumuo sa’yong pagkatao. Liparin mo ulit ang blankong espasyo, lagyan ng mga bagong simula, buksan ang mga nakakandong daanan, abutin ulit ang tagumpay, subukan muling lumipad, at pag ika’y muling nahulog, abutin ulit ang langit, lipad lang.
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 10:59 PM UTC
Hinhin, But-an, Maria Clara kumbaga
Mga batasan sa babaeng pilipina
Pero ngano karong panahona
Ang uban sa ila lahi nag tirada
Cool, Tisoy, Dato mao ang ginapangita
Sa mga babaeng hadlok mabutata.
Mangutana ko asa ang gugma,
Kung permi nalng ing-ani trip nila.
Mga lalaki perti sad ang gara,
Pag ang babae nay muduol kanila.
'Naa kay Car?' Perming pangutana
Sa mga dalagang kani lang ang punterya.
Unsaon ta man, karong panahona
'Naa koy Car.'mansad tubag aning mga lakiha.
Haaay, parehas rjud silang mga tawhna
Di nata magtell basig diay naay mabuong gugma.
Lahi najud karong panahona,
Pati mga prinsipyo kalimtan na.
Pero unsaon ta man, daghan man nagapadala
Sa mga butang na dili needed sa gugma.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC
My body aches.
It aches for your touch,
Your lips on my neck
Your hands on my hips,
Your chest against my chest.
My body aches
To feel your breath on my skin
To feel you pulling me closer
To feel your hands in my hair,
Your heartbeat in sync with mine.
I miss your voice;
Your touch, your smell.
I miss your rough hands
And your soft touch.
I long to trace your scars
To memorize your imperfections and
To be the reason you want to be better.
I want you to want me like I want you.
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 2:19 AM UTC
A happy day.
This is the day you were born.
This is the day when everything around you becomes magical.
This is the day when you got your
'a-not-so-common' name.
This is the day when our creator once again created a majestic work of art.
This is truly a happy day.
A day that will be your 7300th in this blue sphere called 'Earth'
A day that marks the new you even though I think you didn't changed a bit.
A day that was made especially for you.
This is really a happy day.
I'm not really sure if I'll perform this piece because this is somewhat impromptu for me but if you want me to, then just wait. Let time do the work.
This day marks your birthday.
This day made this piece.
This is truly your special day.
So yeah.
This is not the perfect piece for a sort of perfect girl like you.
This day truly made this
'a-not-so-obvious-amature-ish' poetry.
But this is what I think I can do.
Not that gift giving, or whatsoever.
This is truly a happy day.
A happy day for all of us, your friends, who are really glad that we met a person like you.
A happy day that will paint a smile on your white-ish-much face.
A happy day that will give hope to your friends because its your birthday and you know the drill.
PIZZA!!!!!!FOODSSS!!!
As they say. So yeah.
A happy day indeed.
Enjoy your day.
'Goraaaaa. Pakaaaals', I say
Happy Birthday, they say
For this is the day
That a girl like you made our day
And for pete's sake, this is your day
So yeah, this is gonna be a happy day.
Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC