seb-garcia
Filipino
A teenager that wants to write and enjoy things a little bit more in life :) I write for the joy of it and the feeling you get when the words just come together perfectly. Went on a break from hellopoetry for a while but I'm baaaack! / Enticing your feelings and sharing my own. / It is when we have companions in suffering that our own is lessened. / seb-net / :D
The shot rings through the hall,
I gasp as I hear it through the thick wall.
I look at my father,
who has fear in his eyes
he tells me it will be O.K.
but I know hes feeding me lies.
The men break the door
My father pushes me to the floor
be quiet he says
what happened after
in my memory it will stay.
The shoes I see
run circles around me
they seem to not notice
as I hide in plain sight.
I remember their footprints
marking the carpet
the circles on the floor
mark my soul forever more.
They run around my father
screaming and dangerous
my father tries to calm them down
and then I heard
A shot that made my heart sore
as I watched my father
fall to the floor.
Feb 2, 2011
Feb 2, 2011 at 1:58 AM UTC
This cold and untouched heart,
has for many years laid apart,
now it is blunt and stark
no longer a weapon of my soul.
But recently I've gained
an electric feel
cause whenever I think of you
my spine start to reel.
It tingles up my back
and leave a mark
right in the center.
Right in the heart.
They say a human,
can only use 10%
of his entire mind,
well these days I am reduced
to a mere 2%.
I stand in class,
unable to answer
I stare at my page
clueless on what to write
and I play sports
without the fire of passion inside me,
because its only 2% of my mind.
One day a man asked me,
what has happened and do you regret it?
I stood and said
"no sir, no I do not"
Because that 8% I gave to you,
to make me focus
on every little thing you do.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 4:40 AM UTC
If only you knew,
How I bite myself
every time I speak with you.
If only you knew,
how much it bothers me
that its not yet "me and you".
If only you knew,
how much it takes
for me to be calm
whenever I hear your voice.
I really wish you knew
that I was
the only one for you.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 4:26 AM UTC
Can you hear the wings?
the wings that take the suffering
and lift them up to great heights
only to let them fall to the ground?
Can you hear the wings?
that have a devilish beat
a rhythm alluring and enchanting
one that you cant avoid
but you know destroys you?
Can you hear the wings?
that lift up those who work
for a better place in the world?
The wings that break
Your Holyland
so that you will no longer
have a place to stand.
Jan 3, 2011
Jan 3, 2011 at 4:04 AM UTC
At the top of the stairs
watching your hair
in the cold night breeze
as it moves through
the air with ease.
A step below you
with my hands behind me
feelings of every hue
and the fear
of you not being here.
Completly powerless
I surrender
If there was just one thing
I wish to say
please don't push me away.
Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 8:58 PM UTC
Finished and done,
you've had your fun
Now I'm alone,
empty to the bone.
Before my spirit was dead,
I always said,
I'd go the distance
but now my soul
has no resistance
to the chains of loneliness and regret.
You kept me around,
forever bound
by you plastic smile
you controlled me
for more then a short while.
To the point
that until now
that I'd follow your lead
even if you asked me to bleed.
After all this time
I bet you've forgotten
everything we did
everything I did
just for you
but I will never
and I wish you could remember
that even if
you crush my heart
into a million pieces
I'd rebuild it again
just so you could break it.
Dec 31, 2010
Dec 31, 2010 at 4:29 AM UTC
Oh what a world we live in,
where tribulations and poverty roam
countless who wander infinitely
even more without a place called home.
Is this all we amount to?
shattered hopes and dreams
with no other choice to do?
No.
We must look to the horizon,
awaiting our next sun
only then will we know,
our darkest hour is done.
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 10:55 PM UTC
Pour me a pint
of some delightful kerosene,
give me a match
or give me a lighter
cause without you
my future looks no brighter.
Dec 22, 2010
Dec 22, 2010 at 3:10 PM UTC
This ink,
describes my soul,
as it writes
myself
on the paper.
The paper
keeps my soul
fermenting it
encapsulating it
so it may someday
be revived once again.
The mind
is my soul,
for without it
the ink would not be used,
the paper
would remain blank
and my soul's silence
would be as if
it never existed
in the first place.
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 8:30 PM UTC
Hold me for a while,
just this second in time,
cause I know this won't last,
itll soon become,
just a second in the past.
So before we move on,
before we become torn,
give me one look,
show me that smile,
and hold me for a while.
Nov 28, 2010
Nov 28, 2010 at 3:49 PM UTC