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Cepheus Jun 2019
I'll hold you
Even though it means piercing me through
my body, mind, heart
and soul too
For you Hedgehog, I'll do
  Feb 2019 Cepheus
Ally Ann
A friend asked me
how to be a writer.
I wanted to say,
lock yourself in a room,
scream until you have
a poem and no voice.
Open your veins and bleed
until you know that your bones
are pure words and sorrow.
Act as if you slit your own throat
and all you can bleed
are your own regrets
and all of the darkness
you boxed up for inspiration.
Write your mom a letter,
tell her you're leaving
and you won't be back for awhile
Because being a writer is traveling
through all seven layers of Hell
and denying anything is wrong.
Forget loving yourself
when all you have is a pen and paper
fused to your wrist
and Jesus is tapping at your skull
saying turn back now.
Warn the neighbors that if they smell burning
It's just your soul
clawing at the front door trying to get in.
Learn how to be alone.
Learn how to lose everything you have
in order to feel release,
learn how to only feel deceased
from now on.
A friend asked me
how to be a writer.
All I said was
don't
  Feb 2019 Cepheus
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
Cepheus Feb 2019
FX
Every time you loosen our entwined hands,
I tried to hold onto the warmth

Every time I think I’ll be able to meet you,
My heart dyes with a beautiful shade.
Even the common things turn into memories when we’re together

Even your voice, even those fragile shoulders,
Even your eyes are not mine,
No matter how much I am by your side,
My feelings won’t come true unless I destroy your future,
One moment’s dream; I love you to the extent that it hurts,
But tonight is ending

I walk the shimmering streets,
Trying to cover the times we can’t meet,
Your playful smile, after our hands had met for the first time,
Keeps reviving in my memories

I want to embrace you; I want to embrace you tightly,
Yet you are not mine; my broken heart now,
Wants to embrace you, but I cannot,
I want you to the degree that it’s overflowing, that it’s melting,
Without even being able to stop the FX and make a promise
You wave your hands

Even your voice, even those fragile shoulders,
Even your eyes are not mine,
No matter how much I am by your side,
My feelings won’t come true unless I destroy your future,
One moment’s dream; I love you to the extent that it hurts,
But tonight is ending
© TAXI by TOHOSHINKI Lyrics Translation;
TAXI = FX
Cepheus Feb 2019
Ang swerte mo
Inggit ako sa'yo
Parang na sa'yo na ang buong mundo
Pero hindi dahil sa pera o sa yate mo

Kasi na sa'yo siya

Pansin mo ba ang kinang sa kanyang mata?
Tuwing siya ay ngumingiti
Kung pa'no pumoporma ang mukha n'ya 'pag tumatawa?
O ang lambot ng kanyang buhok 'pag ito'y kanyang hinahawi?

Kung pa'no s'ya maglakad, tumayo o umupo?
'Pag seryoso na s'ya sa trabaho?
Ang ekspresyon n'ya 'pag sya'y nagki-kwento?
Pati paraan ng kanyang pag-ubo?

Eh yung kapag medyo tinamaan na s'ya ng alak?
Na parang ang sampung bote'y 'di pa sapat
Kulang pa nga ang pulutan
'Pag tutumba na s'ya'y mapapatakbo ka para alalayan

Ang ganda n'ya 'diba?

Kung tutuusin nga 'di na n'ya kailangan ng kolorete pa
Yung itsurang pagod n'ya kakaiba
Para ka na lang mapapatulala
Habang nakanganga

Lalo na 'pag naiinis na s'ya sa'yo
'Pag napipikon na s'ya kakaasar mo
Pero nakakatuwa kahit puno ka na ng palo
Kahit pa s'ya lagi ang dapat panalo

'Pag naglalambing s'ya
Kahit gusto mo pa magalit, wala
Mapapangiti ka na lang at hala
Galit mo'y naglaho na

Yung mata din n'yang namamaga
Kasi kakaiyak lang n'ya
O kakagising lang kasi
Iba pa rin eh

Kasi nakikita n'ya yung akala mo walang makakakita
'Pag nagtatampo ka na pero ayaw mo ipahalata
Yung gula-gulanit **** kalupi pinalitan pa n'ya
May iniwan pang sulat nung nawala ka

Nung nagkasakit ka, s'ya'ng nag-alaga
Alam n'ya kung pa'no ka pangitiin hanggang sa ika'y tumawa
Para nga'ng pati mga iniisip mo, alam na n'ya
Pati siguro yung katotohanang nahuhulog ka na

'Diba ang swerte mo?

'Yun lang kasi pwede kong iuwi
Para sa aking sarili
Kasi nga sa'yo s'ya
Do'n wala akong magagawa

'Di ko nakikita kung pa'no n'ya isiping mahal ka n'ya
Na ayaw ka n'yang mawala
Na ikaw na yung naiisip n'ya na habangbuhay makasama
Yung kinabukasan n'yong kayong dalawa

Kaya swerte ka Kuya Wil
Na sa'yo kasi ang 'di mapapasa'kin
Kaya ingatan mo s'ya't mahalin
Dahil kung hindi, baka sya'y aking dagitin
Cepheus Feb 2019
It will always be a possible "no"
unless you ask.
But it will never be a certain "no"
if you don't ask.
Cepheus Feb 2019
Allow me to stutter
B-Because this is something i really can't admit
ExEmption—that is what you are to me
GanGin' up on me like little squirrels
AsphAlt-dragging cuddly bear
InducIng pain and ecstasy
Lalala-Lullaby of nightmare and desire no one should see

It really is something
N-Nah, you really are something
InItially something from my peripheral vision
E-elEvated like a server administrator
GoonG! a golden mic when you didn't auditioned
"OooooOoooh~" cried the wolf in a human form
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