Ako di man adunahan
Pero kun ako man gali ma gugmaan
Akong ihatag ang akong tanan

Pero unsaon taman
Hangtod diri ra gyud taman
Kay bahalag gihatag ko na sa imo ang tanan
Ikaw man gihapon nakulangan

Wa ko man na abot
Ang pangarap nga mahawiran imong kamot
Nagpasalamat ra pod ko sa imo kay
Tungod sa imo di na ako masakitan pa kay
di gyud ko makalimot
Nga sa imo akong gugma, ako nang gihurot
Ug hatag mao nang Sa uban di na ako magmahal pa
Mao nang sa uban di na ako masakitan pa.

Yep.
They're out there.
Pens ablaze.
Out to startle
and amaze.
Quite adept at
turn of phrase.
Leaving people
in a daze.
Set the fire.
Smoke's a haze.
The arsonist's
pernicious ways.
Before you know it
reps are razed.
Even tho my
flank is grazed
I won't worry.
I'm unfazed.
Don't base my worth

*upon your praise.

This isnt a poem
Its my emotions
Poured into words

I could no longer contain
The pain I'm feeling
Allow me to share

It hurts
Its painful when you get left out
When people forget your existence

But I cannot blame them
For it might have been my fault

Have I unknowingly built a wall
That no one could climb?
No one, not even me

I cannot escape from this place
A fortress I built from peace in solidarity

But as time passed by
the peace came on too strong
The peace felt turned into screaming loneliness

But still I cannot climb this wall...

So let this poem be my memory
Let this poem leave a trace of me
So that when the time will come
When the time have passed to much
That the wall is old enough to be fragile... and break
Maybe that time people will see
The traces I've left
That proves in this world there was me

The blind man was asked
"How does this picture look?"
The man then replies,
"Beautiful."
The blind man was then asked
"How so?"
He replies,
"Your forced to see whatever it is,
I get to see whatever I want."