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Tita Halaman Jul 2023
Grease-stained were his hands and toes
Yet cleaner than the cleanest from the castles of foes
Bruised knees, he was no one
Til he bruised it
More
A poem of a painting
Tita Halaman Jun 2022
Deep breaths hither as I ponder
Stretched out limbs, bearing my character
Heavy, but I’ll let my pain lift me
Closed eyes, as I see clearly
Calm, is the mindful and aware
Mind, is the weapon
To this world, so unfair
Tita Halaman Oct 2021
Gold is the gleam, that roams at the top
Go talk to the lucky, then know it wasn’t just luck
Each stairway’s endless, each ending’s a start
Every step’s heavy, every leap’s twice hard
But I won’t stop
Stepping up
A poem for a commissioned painting
Tita Halaman Oct 2020
Voglio parlare, voglio sorridere
When will I? When will I?
Waves grow big, I still stand by
When will I? When will I?
Tita Halaman Jun 2022
A deaf space to hands ticking,
A pause, to the overwhelming
All we need, all we need
A while, a mind to feed
To sow flames, to blossom the verve
To replan, to rewrite the words
To recline, is to rekindle in solace
Here, we’ll rest and we’ll bloom again
Always...
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
Unyielding blaze on her nasty face
Her sapient ways over lonely days
Thump her then! What a fetching stimulant
She's just a kid, a tireless ignorant!

**** her twice, she'll get up thrice
Eyes on prize, as she cracks wise
Dear queen of fast track lanes,
Can you stop winning all these games?
Tita Halaman Aug 2020
My hands in between
Knives from my fellowmen
All sharp, they sheen
Hot to trot, eager to win
Yet no fear, I’ll go closer
Stab me then, the harder, the better!
Won’t feel it anyway
My mind’s at peace, won’t let you play
Instead, I’ll carry you, I’ll lift you up
You’ll hear me cheer, you’ll hear me clap
And under you, you’ll see a glowing face
It’s me who won over my yesterday’s race
Tita Halaman Jun 2022
She, a collector of chances she embraced
Piling the work, in her big blue space
She’ll toss and catch with her hands so weary
Clutching ways, through her handmade glory
A jill of trades, yet master of some
We’ll watch her out, she’s just begun
Tita Halaman Jan 2021
then, it filled me loathing
wondering, why can’t I?
stop
these tears
they show up, they disgust me
they fall, they swim
into places I have been
into cracks, onto pavements
of my never-ending dream
just to find out
that the queen
is just a girl, to your film
just a verse of a song, you don’t mean
just a myth, my reality can’t win
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Sep 2021
Ditch fear, do it scared
Greatness, she desires
Greatness, she should get
So she’s bathing schemes, mastering ploys
Playing her cards, making some noise
She, who is limitless, for she thinks so
She, who is a dreamer, is someone you shouldn’t let go
A poem for a painting for an exhibit in Modeka
Tita Halaman Jul 2023
Your yesteryears — a stranger,
a juvenile crime, a tear hoarder
Rotting your bright-colored soul,
withering your wild
Sorrow was a disease, you’re too good to hide
Eyeballs ****** the pain you have as a child
Hurt, an illness, you couldn’t fight
‘Til outbursts
A poem of a painting
Tita Halaman Sep 2021
all the way, I’m trying
anyway, I’m used to dying
and rising back up like a phoenix
a vivider fervid flashing hues
In win or die trying, I’ll never lose
A dancer in the storm, an artist in the rain
It’s all in the mind, a cheat to this game
Tita Halaman Jan 2021
seems like everyone’s in a hurry
writing their future, changing their stories
so dear, wouldn’t it be lovely?
to cling some time in a memory
some things I wished I had before
some things I wrote and worked hard for
so now, to drive back once more
a solace, a comfort, a fill-in to my core
Tita Halaman Nov 2022
Maybe,
U really didn’t care much at all
As your heart appears unbothered
In laughs and screams of a halloween party
You chose to, you chose to exhibit
While someone you thought you love,
Is on stifling heat, drowning?
Poor someone, mourning in a loss
Of a cold hearted pointer of someone’s flaws
Tita Halaman Jul 2022
I know I shouldn’t be
Fitting in to what I hate to see
Spending time and energy
Useless lines, so temporary
Her and her every night parties
When she gets sad, there’s suddenly me
Oh God, She remembers
I somehow make her happy

Mind’s pitch black
Thoughts’ upside down
She yells and screams
She smokes and thinks
Dancing life through her makeshift joy
I should allow, as her happy toy
A total opposite
To my depths, to my flames
Her and her every night parties
A perpetual bleed to my agony
I beg, please let me sleep
Tita Halaman Jun 2020
Is that Crimson, Plum or Wine?
Tone of your frame, its shade, its line
I wanna know, i wanna see
And I’ll paint it, so you’re always here with me

My eyes through your eyes, can i gaze?
My smile through your glasses, can i stare?
I wanna know, i wanna see
And I’ll paint it, so you’re always here with me

Like glitter, i’ll always stick, i’ll always shine
i’ll write for you, i’ll make more time
Wherever you are, please know I’m fine
Talking to your portrait, the person who’s mine
Tita Halaman Jul 2023
In my father’s house are many mansions
Pigmented with white, pleasant and bright
Pure is just the heart who can get in
A gooseflesh scene, to cleanse such sin
To remind the wild world my father has been
In the near cold river, I’ll bathe my skin
Blessed I am for I am redeemed
A poem of a painting
Tita Halaman Nov 2022
Maybe home is nothing but a body pressed against you
Maybe, arms holding you so tight
Even at your worst

Why never did I fret?
Why never did I shiver?
Why did your worst times,
Only made me tear up, stumble?
Then, made me come back,
Made me turn back,
Home...
Tita Halaman Jul 2022
Yes, might be
To think is such a responsibility
The less curious won’t read
Won’t  mind, won’t care
Might be complacent, maybe unaware
But how come you’re still here?
Stirring thoughts beneath my phrases
Holding me, through your mind in ages
If soulmates are unreal
Surely we won’t believe it
For certain, I know you feel
So surreal yet so real
Come, bury us down with what we deserve
You and me, in this slow spinning world
Tita Halaman Nov 2021
Never a stumbling block
But, a rising stepping stone
To leap, to outlive, to surpass on
A constant change, where I belong?
A constant move, to thrive along
Hence never will I stop, never will I fret
Leaping higher, jumping over
Me, myself
A poem for a painting for Art Moments Jakarta, representing Philippines under DF Art Agency
Tita Halaman Dec 2022
Yes! Hate’s only from the brutes
It’s not in our books, not in our books
Like this brotherhood of the dudes
Count on me, Count me in
I’ll pull you up!
With flowers!
A poem for a painting about sisterhood/strong friendship
Tita Halaman May 2024
Was knowing less, was bruiseless
Thus impetuous, hence careless
A high diver, a high spirit
Only to find out,
I have drowned, just in shallow chances
I have melted, just in shallow phrases
And it built me,
A tactical diver, a toned spirit
Less smiles, more doubts
In knowing love, in knowing life
Side by side
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Jul 2023
I, who keep leaving for a living
I, who keep moving with a cloud show
Filling the hollow, digging the shallow
I, who keep hurting my ears
I, who keep flying in tears
I, whose happy are lightyears
A poem of a painting
Tita Halaman Aug 2023
Growing lines, stretching limbs
The eyes, I'll endlessly bury
The hands, I'll endlessly move
Flipping pages, sniffing phrases
I'll fold the skin, I'll bend the bones
For nowhere
But up
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Mar 2023
Here, catching me breathing
Flying alongside clouds and hues
In a sky tinged ochre, kissing my blues
In a warm glow, eating my cold old grief
Here, flows the bloodline of my words and melodies
Here, I chose to live
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Mar 2022
Step by step, you’ll hear
Music, of smiles, and tears
Your footsteps, in rhythm with mine
Vivid, valiant, and divine

Not to think alike, but to think together
They said, a tiring walk, of two forgivers
Who fell by chance, who can stay by choice
Yet, a lifetime with you is the greatest glory,
I’ll always rejoice
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Oct 2022
Our different lives, our different views
She’d pack her bags and lace her shoes
I’d clean the brush, I’d squeeze the tubes
Oceans away,
She’d set up, I’d do interviews

As waves roll over
My nights grow shorter
Yet I’ll always stand on my cold feet
Sleep my nights sober
Tell and mean I so love her
Day by day, until forever
Taking steps, being better
In years, we’ll move closer
In time...
Tita Halaman Apr 2020
You’ll turn off the lights
You’ll lie next to me
You’ll whisper, “Pray”
We’ll close our eyes

I’ll thank, I’ll wish, I’ll ask
You’ll hear, you’ll listen
You’ll hug me, we’ll sleep
I’ll glow, I’ll live

I’ll turn off the lights
I’ll lie, I’ll pray
I’ll cry, I’ll close my eyes
I’ll glow, I’ll live, if you ever come back
Tita Halaman Nov 2022
Pressed hands, knees bent
Quivering with folded limbs
I lie on the floor, I beg for more

The aftermath of this whisper:
The mindful and calm, hereafter
Tita Halaman Jan 2023
Your spirit’s high, your tongue’s cold
My soul’s deep, my mouth’s bold
A gentle love we knew that once grew old
Floating on your waters, spinning above my road
Have you ever thought about me?
I sometimes tear up
I sometimes wonder...
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Jul 2024
It’s like climbing on top of the world that’s sinking
It’s like piecing together a shattered mirror
It’s like building sandcastles at the tide’s edge
It’s like walking a tightrope over a chasm
My mind’s a party confetti
Bursts of color, yet messy
And I keep celebrating small wins
Out of grief, out of suffering
And funny how the mind just keeps coping
A mad good party kind of feeling
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Jul 2024
Dogs can even smell the sadness in me
It leaks from my soul
It jumps out from my skin
Yet one step higher is where we always belong, don’t we?
One step higher is the gleaming golden trophy
And we’d craft our chances
We’d grow our wings
To leave them behind…
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Jan 2023
Sure she’ll lose what she won’t take care of
She lost one, she lost two
Remorse, regret: She captured, she caught

Hence parties now aren’t just for celebrating
She’d blowout grief, she’d pop some tears
Here, she sings, she drinks, she dances
To forget...
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Jan 2023
And her tone should smell like fresh petals
Her smile should scatter sunbeams and confetti
Here, she bet, all would want to stick around
She’ll flip her thoughts, she’ll bathe verbal sunshine
Right words, and we might all not want to die
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Aug 2020
Well, It depends, honey!
Stretching limits, swilling coffee
Sniffing books, feeling lonely
You’ll hear it soon, don’t you worry!
Tita Halaman Sep 2018
All stately, all prime
She, who's steady, she who's fine
Heedfully, she's plodding
Yet impassioned, she's overwhelmed
Whilst covertly she's asking
Wherefore am i can't profess?
Abruptly, what's endless, she ended
Clueless, my own demise
To whomever i should be incensed?
Who would've thought she could?
Tita Halaman Dec 2021
“Hurry up!”, the blue world saying
Yet when love dives deep, none will be drowning
Beneath the hues, it’ll set your soul burning
Side by side, you’ll find life’s worth living
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Dec 2021
One shot for life, one shot for death
Been thrown down under, deep sea bed
Lonely and shaking, yet I swam instead

Limbs are heavy, yet I’ll fight the undertow
Little do they know, I just cried then I’ll glow
Like the bright gold dancing ray of sunshine
A loud talking rainbow among the clouds
I always can, for I always choose to
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman Oct 2020
Would you believe me if I say
I tried to leave, so many times
As much as the words you read
As much as my strokes, my rhymes
Yet, as soon as I see
The path where I’m free
I found myself, longing
To the little love you give
The only little thing I’d settle for
To the cold heart you feed
The only beat, my rhythm
There’s nothing more, there’s nothing else
Reason why I let you bury me
Come, please bury me
Go cut my skin and make me bleed
Come, lay me down and bury me!
Only you, no one else can bury me
Only you, I’ll always crave for
Down to the vilest, tiniest detail
I’ll bruise my fists, I’ll knock my core
Though I know it’s not that little to ask
But would it be okay to hold you?
Your little love, as I go through
Lou
Tita Halaman Jan 2021
Lou
coffee stains
bordering her purple lips
next to her umber cheeks
I’m so obsessed
that I can’t move
my soul’s so full
can’t eat my food
oh God, i need some help


oh Lou, I never thought, I never knew
you’ll leave me, but I’ll go find you
you’ll leave me but I’ll find...


the map you changed
the clouds you rearranged
the sky, you made it rain
and my cider spilled just like the truth
still,  you’ll go swerve, you’ll change your route
oh God, I need some help


oh Lou, I never thought, I never knew
you’ll leave me, but I’ll go find you
Don’t leave me Lou I’m meant for you oh oh

I never thought, I never knew
I’m never getting over you
Don’t leave me if you love me too


oh God I need
oh God I need
oh God I need
oh God I need
oh God, how come that we’re innocent?
if love’s an obvious evidence?
A song I wrote today
Tita Halaman Jan 2021
to you, how true
I’ll never win
I’ll hold your hand
I’ll wash them clean
I’ll kiss the blame
the lines between
your hair, your eyes
your frowning disguise
I’ll cry the pain
I’d lick the shame
and I won’t complain
for still,
I’m a lucky one
for I’ve never felt so true
I’ve never loved someone
a lucky one like you
Tita Halaman Feb 2024
Yet, we’re more of a black ant, than red
Kinder, haven’t you heard?
Safer, less likely to hurt?
We succumb our humble heads in scents and hues
We dye our bad blood,
Ambers, Fuchsias, Carmines, Blues
The game of cutting ourselves bleeding
Bursting, splats, like party confetti
To win the heart is to reign royal the world
To lick your dog-eat-dog ears with our flowery words
A poem for a painting for Art Fair Ph
Tita Halaman Dec 2020
Flashing lights:
a car that has never been,
to a place that won’t let me in,
to the heights of a mournful dream

Reddish white:
a face staring,
at the rear-view mirror
See? Crying has never been this ugly
Go have yourself some pity
Why won’t you drive back home and let it be?
Go close your eyes and let it dry
One day, it’ll open
Once more, you’ll try

I’ll be back, I swear
Don’t leave, I’ll find you
Tita Halaman Dec 2020
Why would I hate?
Leaving at eight
Rolling the ball,
nine hours straight
If this gives me life;
a food to my plate
I’d rather fill my cup
and drink on Mondays again
Drop per drop
Little by little
There, go wait for me
I might be late
Yet,
I’ll be there
A poem for a small painting
Tita Halaman Feb 2021
Tell me,
how can you sing
words you don’t mean?
Forgive me,
I’ve never known, I’ve never heard
music
like that
Until,
you left
Tita Halaman Oct 2020
Unconsciously, you’re filling me
From drops to cups, I’m now a sea
My caged thoughts, you set them free
Lucky for you, can’t you see?
From a tiny seed, I’m now a tree
Happy you’re happy, my cup of tea
Tita Halaman Feb 2021
never did I feel
the touch of grief
the ****** of mercy
until,
his arms, it cracked me
his eyes, it crashed me
hurting, wishing
time, can alter truth
force, can heal my youth
love, that’s all he gave
tears, as he kneeled and prayed
oh father, you embraced me while I bleed
oh father, who am I not to forgive?
love, I thought I’ve known it
until...
Tita Halaman Nov 2020
In my ocean of doubts
In my grim heavy clouds
There’s a speck in a corner
It burns, yet too little
So tiny, you might not see
So small, you might not hear
Yet I felt
For certain
It’s there
You’re here
Tita Halaman Nov 2022
Strokes of hues laid here beneath,
Scream the sound a crowd can read
Every me, lives in a never-ending staircase
Head go dim and lit as the world spins wild
Here, lucky isn’t the famous child
Nor the baby born on a higher step
For lucky, is the mind with power
Fortune favors the mind with peace
What for are the stairs bordered with sturdy shoulders?
When one’s trained to focus gazing up
No matter how slow, no matter how little
If you’ll move and move, you’ll get there
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