I am bitter about poems
I am bitter about pens
The smear of a pen
Cannot be compared
To the smear of failure written on my paper
The purity of a blank paper brings distraught
But it craves for purpose to be inscribed all over it
A diamond is respectable
I cannot understand how it can still radiate with beauty though tons of pressure has been applied to it
Because when that happens to me
I become a twisted mess of nothingness that cannot have worth
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 12:03 PM UTC
I gave you may leash
I couldn't breathe
But nothing can fathom the joy
I felt when you held it
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
I never was cold enough to freeze my surroundings
I never was great enough to be seen by the eye of most
Crushed between countless Giants
I am never seen
I'm in a constant haze of reality
I am not what I sea
I am not the sea
I am just that simple iceberg
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
I have one page to go
I'll wait till it snows
Oh I see
I live near the tropical seas
One page is blank
My arms are weak
My eyes are like lit candles
Burning since last week
They feel soggy
Like a chicken nugget left to stay
Or like my fingers when I swim
Sometimes I'd go deep
like the greed of some politicians and businessmen
or shallow
Like the foolish actions evil people do
It is time to sleep,
I will go
Leave me be
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
Manny Pacman won his fight
His 50+ year old fans stand and unite (in Macau because they are the only ones who can afford going there)
Mommy D with her rosary
Looking like she is summoning something
With the shrieks and roars she's committing
Its a good thing she didn't **** anything
The teen peeps in twitter tweeting about the fight
Hoping to get ten rt's or likes
Some are about winning
And others are more of the "internet type"
But who cares? A fight is a fight !
Manny Pacman is now relived
He prayed to God and thanked thee
Now suddenly he is stressed and in distress
Because he needs to think of songs for his upcoming concert
Here in the Philippines
Heroes and villains unite
Police and criminals have a drink
Kris and Boy make more chika
Because it is a bongga day to day
Cuz Manny won the fight
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
This may seem ode (odd)
It does not come bold
Maybe you are not in the mode
But it will always come to your humble abode
When it is most absent it can appear in your lymph nodes
And you will be like
Ode my gosh
Cheers for jokes
Cheers for odes
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 7:44 AM UTC
It's late night
I'm finite
My books are many
My hours are few
My music plays
My eyes droop
The phone lights up
I get a text
"What's the homework"
Should I lurk my bag
With mysteries untold
Will this be the start
Where my procrastination will unfold ?
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 10:37 AM UTC
I always feel a wall
I can't get through
It makes me fall
In love
With
You
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 10:17 AM UTC
I fell
I knelt
I felt
His unfathomable grace
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC
I met you
You brought me smiles
You gave me the best times
But you were never mine
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 7:54 AM UTC