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 Jul 2018 hannashe
devante moore
I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet
 Jul 2018 hannashe
Sula Mabuza
Life has lost it's meaning
Just like virginity
People have turned to entertain only those who have got their backs
Just like ******* and ******
People are forced to do things out of their will
Just like an injection given to a toddler
We have turned to find pleasure on other people's pain
Just like watching slavery ****
We have turned a blind eye on everything happening around us
Instead we have chosen to **** happiness and satisfaction from other people's struggle
Just like banging prostitutes and hookers
Everyday we choose to lead people astray
Just like watching Tom and Jerry and making people believe that a mouse can fight a cat
Sometimes people cry for help
We feel their pain
But we choose to enjoy it
Just like listening to Michael Jackson's last songs alive
Instead of creating a ladder
We have chosen to create a slide and watch people fall back to poverty
Just like in an amusement park
We have let attitude to rule this world
We see, we feel
But we never act
Everything is in front of us
Just like the body of nowadays' female teens

But I believe you are capable of making a change
 Jul 2018 hannashe
japheth
minsan
 Jul 2018 hannashe
japheth
minsan,
mapapaisip ka na lang
kung tama bang bumitaw ka
sa isang taong di sayo susuko.

minsan,
mapapaisip ka na lang
kung tama bang umalis ka
sa relasyong alam **** ikakasira mo.

minsan,
mapapaisip ka na lang
kung tama bang nawala ka
sa mundong ibinigay niya sayo.

andaming minsan
na pumapasok sa utak mo
pero,

madalas
mapapaisip ka na lang
na tama yung ginawa mo
kasi kailangan **** unahin
sarili mo.
here’s another piece i made in “tagalog”

rough translation:

sometimes

sometimes,
you’ll think about
if it was right for you to let go
of the person who would never give up on you.

sometimes,
you’ll think about
if it was right for you to leave
a relationship you know will destroy you.

sometimes,
you’ll think about
if it was right for you to disappear
from the world that he gave you.

there’s a lot of “sometimes”
that comes into my mind
but,

often,
you’ll think about
that what you did was right
because you need to out yourselft first.
My "friends" came to say 'hey' on my birthday.

I was so surprised, almost happy until She came into my flat.
Just like that.

I knew I could not go with my friends, for I have to take care of her.

But she was different. Something was wrong.

High? Drunk? Sick?

Her eyes empty. Hands cold and shaking

But that just can't be her; she has been gone forever now.

                So who is this stranger          
                that I let in..?
For L. I miss you.
 Jul 2018 hannashe
Lvice
Loyalty
 Jul 2018 hannashe
Lvice
I used to write
My secrets in the sand,
Knowing they would never stay
Long enough to be told.

I used to just swim,
pulled my hair up and never
Really tasted the salt that foamed
After the crash.

I've ran in the sand,
Sure, but never have I
Ever let it smooth my
Skin into what it could be.

Before today, I've never
Let the current take me
Under and feel what it's like
To always come back to something.
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