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Susulat ako ng isang libong tula
Kung ito ang magpapahilom sa pusong pagal
Sa pag-ibig

Isusulat ko ang tula sa dalampasigan
ng alaala
Na kasing haba ng aplaya
Hanggang sa maghilom ang pusong sugatan
Dulot ng iyong paglisan

Huhugot ako ng maraming tayutay at saknong
Na may lantay at tugma

Sakaling anurin ito at mabasa mo
Sa dalampasigan ng aking puso.

Ikaw ang hugot
Ikaw ang sagot

Susulat ako ng isang libong tula
Dito kung saan taya unang nagsimula.
 Oct 2017 AKIKO
Lior Gavra
The moment you forget.
Mind wanders with regret.
Eyes blurred, lose focus.
“What’s my current purpose?”

Is spontaneous enough?
Chasing a dream, tough.
As a child we rushed,
what was all the fuss?

The lost moment finds.
The lost moment unwinds.
The lost moment reminds.
Messes with our minds.

In that moment there is clarity.
We connect with our reality.
Understand humanity.
Endless possibilities.
Test our comfortability.

A chance to breathe.
Rebirth and see.
Are we where
we want to be?

Take that lost moment,
to reset your focus.
To find yourself and
your new found purpose.
 Jul 2017 AKIKO
inggo
Suko na
 Jul 2017 AKIKO
inggo
Pagod na ako
Suko na rin
Pahinga na ako
Di ka na kukulitin

Ako'y nasa bahay na
Ngayon lang nakauwi
Ikaw ay nasa kanya
Punong puno ng ngiti

Nasa taas ka na
Ako'y maguumpisa ulit
Kaya kung pwede ba
Alaala mo'y wag ng makulit?

Ako si popoy ni basha
Mahal na mahal kita
Tama na ha
Kasi ang sakit sakit na
i was once a piece
of beautiful paper,
cut into a heart-shape,
colored with red and
neatly placed at the left
side of my chest.

and then you came
with your heart on fire,
i am enchanted by your warmth
that i let you embrace me.
but i never thought that your fire,
would burn me down.

i was once a piece
of beautiful paper.
but now,
i am no more than
a piece of small gray particles,
ashes,
forgotten ashes
scattered by the wind

never to be found

©IGMS
 Jul 2017 AKIKO
JL Smith
Homesick
 Jul 2017 AKIKO
JL Smith
I woke before the sun,
But if I'm honest, I never slept
I knew I'd dream those nightmares
Of the secrets that I've kept

So, I confess

I sense when you're behind me
As I turn and lock your stare
Or how my insides go crazy
When your laughter fills the air

I act as if it chills my bones,
But you possess the warmest touch
Others grow weary of discussion
Yet, I crave your words so much

Distance draws an ache
I try to feel you near
The clock becomes my nemesis
Time is closing, I fear

I'd get homesick as a child
Inside different walls I felt alone,
But now it's not a house I miss
It's your heart I've called my home

© JL Smith
0617

Gusto kong punuin ng letra ang bawat pader ng kwarto
Yung tipong wala akong makikita na kahit maliit na espayo.
Gusto kong guhitan pati ang sahig at kisame
At dungisan ang salamin sa bintana
Hanggang sa wala na akong masambit pa.

Gusto kong kalimutan ang bawat mensahe na pilit **** pinapaalala
Sa bawat sandaling sabi mo'y hindi kukupas ang mga naipinta.
Ang makulay na pader ay pininturahan ko ng puti
Ngunit ngayon, ang bawat salita ay wala nang halaga.

At gaya ng pader na kulay puti,
Wala akong makitang dahilan para balikan ka.
Wala akong maaninag sa bintana na kahit katiting na pag-asa.
Ayoko nang bumalik pa
Kasi ilang beses na akong napuruhan.

Sa isang iglap, nakalimutan ko ang mga salitang "mahal kita."
Napuno ng masasakit na salita ang bawat pader
Na kahit sa aking pagtingala
Ay nananatili akong gising.
At sa pagpadyak ko ng mga paa ko,
Napuno ng bubog ang sahig na dating makintab.

Nagdurugo ang aking mga talampakan
At hindi ko maintindihan ba't ngayon lang ako nasaktan.
At kung bakit pa ako pilit na bumabalik
Sa alam ko namang madilim na silid-higaan.

Inisa-isa kong tupiin ang mga damit sa lapag
At pinuno ko ang aking maleta ng tanging mahahalaga lamang.
Gusto kong bumawi sa sarili ko
At ngayon, aalis na ako --
Hindi ka na mahalaga.
 May 2017 AKIKO
mac azanes
Warning and signals;
Are not enough.
For us to suffer less;
And Sleep at night,
At peace.

Your wind blows like a bullet train.
As it passed every town,
It leaves a devastating traced.
Roof's are like crumpled paper in the air.
Trees are like's matches sticks scattered in streets.

We are a country,
Of Hope,
And Happiness.
But in every tryst you visited,
You can't see a smiling face.

Broken Houses and families,
Is all that you can see.
for some of it's members and pieces,
Are still missing,
And not in place.

Bodies lies in streets.
Kids are crying,
Craving for some food to eat,
A place to sleep,
And a shelter for them to take a safe rest.

We will stand after this.
and clean the mess that you've left.
For tomorrow we all know,
That sun will shine in every heart,
Of every FILIPINO people that you've hurt.
Please pray for my countrymen whose lives are taken and families that has been broken.
 May 2017 AKIKO
Shiloh
Quiet
 May 2017 AKIKO
Shiloh
Moments like these
it really hits home
I am loved
but completely alone.

I know I should feel lucky
I have a roof above me
but since the day you went away
just haven't felt enough to be happy.

It's interesting to think about
that I no longer have any doubt
if I wanted to be without
life or feeling or that pesky thing breathing

In this moment I would have peace.

It would take at least all night for someone else to go through any pain because of me.

I could be free.

But yet here I am.
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