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kahel
kahel
what kind of a writer am i, if i detest writing?
Most of the people I’ve known hate Mondays. The first day of the week. The worst day of the week. When those weekends are just hanging around the corner. Monday is always there to haunt us. Waving back at us with a clown face. Teasing and giving us hard times as usual. But for me, it became an eventful kind of day. Funny thing is, it was also a Monday when all these things starts to transmute. When I met Her; It is all because of Her. It is all because of Her. It gave me a chance; it grants me freedom. To get a fresh start. To make a difference. It feels that it is something I can earn. To lead, to inspire. To be grateful about every thing; everything. It is all because of Her. I slowly began to love Mondays. Learned to understand Mondays. To be more patient on Mondays To get excited when it’s approaching. It is all because of Her. It is all because of Her. My Monday in simplest form. My morning sickness, my morning coffee. My alarm clock, my constant reminder The first thought that pops out on my mind. It is all because of Her. I learned to love Mondays. It made me feel like holidays. Those alluring smile packed as my energy booster Her as my morning view. The first thing I see when I wake up and the first thing I see in my dreams. The sleeping sound of an innocent angel. The warmth that embraces me through the cold breeze. When I am lost, defeated, conquered, yielded. She became my foundation, championship, homeland, fortification. I am definitely awed on the idea of falling in love with Monday—because of Her. She taught me to survive, to live, to believe. To fight again, to explore again. A gain; Again.
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Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 11:11 PM UTC
Learning To Love Monday
Most of the people I’ve known hate Mondays. The first day of the week. The worst day of the week. When those weekends are just hanging around the corner. Monday is always there to haunt us. Waving back at us with a clown face. Teasing and giving us hard times as usual. But for me, it became an eventful kind of day. Funny thing is, it was also a Monday when all these things starts to transmute. When I met Her; It is all because of Her. It is all because of Her. It gave me a chance; it grants me freedom. To get a fresh start. To make a difference. It feels that it is something I can earn. To lead, to inspire. To be grateful about every thing; everything. It is all because of Her. I slowly began to love Mondays. Learned to understand Mondays. To be more patient on Mondays To get excited when it’s approaching. It is all because of Her. It is all because of Her. My Monday in simplest form. My morning sickness, my morning coffee. My alarm clock, my constant reminder The first thought that pops out on my mind. It is all because of Her. I learned to love Mondays. It made me feel like holidays. Those alluring smile packed as my energy booster Her as my morning view. The first thing I see when I wake up and the first thing I see in my dreams. The sleeping sound of an innocent angel. The warmth that embraces me through the cold breeze. When I am lost, defeated, conquered, yielded. She became my foundation, championship, homeland, fortification. I am definitely awed on the idea of falling in love with Monday—because of Her. She taught me to survive, to live, to believe. To fight again, to explore again. A gain; Again.
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nakaipit sa pagitan ng trapiko na para bang walang dulo siksikan sa mga sasakyang nasa kalye pagod, init, at usok pero 'pag nabasa ko ang mensahe na mula sa’yo pakiramdam ko nakauwi na 'ko
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Jun 30, 2023
Jun 30, 2023 at 1:40 AM UTC
nakauwi na
sa dinami-rami ng kantang inawit at pinakinggan, sa mga kwentong inilahad at i-sinalaysay, mga prinsipyong pinang-hawakan at natutuhan, sa dinami-rami ng mga naging paborito ko, gasgas man sabihin ngunit— mahal, ikaw lamang ang pinakatumatak na paksa sa dinami-rami.
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Jul 1, 2022
Jul 1, 2022 at 2:32 AM UTC
hulyo
mas pinili ko na lisanin ka kaysa manatili dahil sinta, pinagkait mo sa’kin ang pagkakataong mahalin tayong dalawa ng sabay.
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Jul 1, 2022
Jul 1, 2022 at 2:32 AM UTC
mahalin tayong dalawa ng sabay
here i am again, a blank sheet of paper in front of me a pen in my right hand and a glass of whisky on the other, i’m wondering how could my words ever do justice to you? the warmth, the kindness, the moans, the sighs, the tantrums, the grace on those pains, the groove when you dance, the lilt in your laugh, the vestiges of nights we spent, and i asked myself what i’ll have left to write when my love for you bleeds all my words out of me.
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Jun 9, 2022
Jun 9, 2022 at 10:33 PM UTC
here i am again
parang sigarilyo. upos na. ubos na.
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 8:49 AM UTC
pagod ka na ba?
i am beginning to forget you and forgetting something you loved with all your life is such a terrifying idea.
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Dec 25, 2021
Dec 25, 2021 at 9:11 AM UTC
the end
when i met you, there were no questions when you left me, there were no answers
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Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 8:32 AM UTC
retrograde
if the universe would grant me one thing… i wish you loved me again like before, like the first time i offered you sunflowers, when your eyes locked onto mine, when you loved me // the most.
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 10:39 AM UTC
the most
i do not know anything about life, i thought i knew everything about life, not until i met you, now i cannot stop writing a book; our very own book, about everything, about us, about you— the love of my life
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Sep 30, 2021
Sep 30, 2021 at 6:07 PM UTC
life begins with you