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 Dec 2014
nivek
weighing less than a snowflake
these words sail alternate universes
coming alive in the mind of everything
 Dec 2014
r
My glances surreptitious
and from a distance

with a certain amount of concern
and now i've learned
that i am not the strongest person

i know and my life is so,
so small in comparison.


r ~ 12/17/14
 Dec 2014
WendyStarry Eyes
Why cannot I
Be as ignorant as them
Hating others races
Not seeing it's
Just a sin

At times I see
I am so
Blessed to be

Other times I feel
These are feelings
I must hide
Just to survive
Thank you Father God for making  me realize, that we are all the same, there is no true blame.
If you're not losing any friends,
You're not growing up.
 Nov 2014
r
19
when my son was younger
he asked -

how old are the mountains
from where did the First People come
why does the sun sleep in the ocean
what is the color of rain

now that my son is older
stronger, wiser and bolder
he asks -

how old are the mountains...
...what is the color of rain


some things don't change.
r ~ 11/30/14

Hey, Son. :)
 Nov 2014
r
she said she fell
for the drunk me -

well, i liked me
that way-better, too

how very sad
- but true

i'd drink again
if i knew i could -
if it would do any good

- to lick her sweat
one drop at a time
all along the jawline

- making her salt mine
one more time.

r ~ 11/15/15
Mahigit pitumpu't limang porsyento
Niyurak ng matinding alon
Walang awa ang haplos
Ang yapos na nakagigimbal
Kinitil hindi lamang ang buhay
Gayundin ang hanapbuhay.

Ni hindi masisid ang perlas
Na ngayong may takip sa ibabaw
Nabibilang ang lumalangoy
Kaawa-awang gambalain
At hablutin sa laot nang walang muang
Ngunit anong siyang magiging sapit?
Kung sila'y hahayaang hindi nakagapos?
At doon sa lambat ay patitiwarakin.

Tinaguriang "No Build Zone"
Ngunit naroon nakatirik ang bawat pundasyon
Walang opsyon, pagkat ang gobyerno
Kaytagal din nang pag-aksyon.

Mula sa libu-libong tirahan sa Tent City
Sila'y lilisan patungong Bunk House
Transitional Shelter kuno
Hanggang sa malipat
At magkaroon ng panibagong tirahan.

Doon sa Tacloban,
May dalawang daan at apatnapu't anim na tirahan
Bagkus ang nakalilim, apat na libong pamilya naman.

Salamat sa mga NGOs
Sa 9181 na Bunk House
Sa gobyernong dapat na kikilos
Kailan ba sisimulan ang pagbabago?

Walong libong pabahay raw ang ginagawa
167 bilyon ang budget,
Saan nga ba napunta?
Ito ba'y binulsa?

Comprehensive Rehabilitation Plan kung tinagurian
Kay bango ng ngalan
Bagkus umaalingasaw ang baho
Ang kasiraan, ang kawalan ng aksyon
Para sa bawat mamamayan.

Sa dakong Guian, Eastern Samar
Tatlong daang permanenteng pabahay raw
Ngunit ni isang pundasyon ng naturang pabahay
Tila naglaho pa rin ni Yolanda
At walang bakas na pasisimulan.

Sabi ni Pnoy, malinaw raw ang target
Pero hanggang target na mga lang ba?
Kailan ba sisimulan ang tuwid na daan?
Baka naman baku-bako na
Wala man lang pasabi sa kinauukulan.

Kung ang hustisya'y hindi matugunan
Sana ang kalamnan ng bawat biktima'y
Syang agapang mapunan
Kaawa-awa silang naghihikahos.

Ang laki ng tulong ng mga karatig-bansa
Ba't tila walang pakialam?
Kayong mga nasa trono,
Tayuan ang posisyon
At serbisyo'y gawin nang totoo.
#Pagbangon
 Nov 2014
Traveler
Invisible hands refuse my flight
Oh how I long for the wicked night
Yet time slips away no adrenaline flow
Killing me slowly starving my soul

Once I burned in passion bliss
To kick the bucket beyond the list
Experience gathered of blind ambition
To live forever without a mission

In an unknown space between the lines
Where gathering secrets erode the mind
I lived and lost the path of lies
No longer can I just survive...
Traveler Tim
Re-po to Dec 2, 2016
 Nov 2014
wordvango
enough would be for me to be
a dimple in the sand

or
a shell you put to your ears
then castaway

a rock resisting the crashing crest
a loam a bubble floating

up onto your rocky shores
bubbling and frothy

seeking all you are today.

Ebb and flowing to your rhythm
out and in flow gush and sing the seas song
harmonizing the vastness of the tides,

washing us into the sea.
 Oct 2014
r
a darkening fog
swallowing
the shadow
of a black dog

following - following
close behind

- it is a hollow
feeling -
this war
inside

at evening tide
- a darkening.

r ~ 10/21/14
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 Oct 2014
wordvango
my  hiney is shiney ya'll
glittering like the bottom of the Christmas tree,
or the path to the hill, in morning glory.

I powdered it after my shower.
looked in the mirror. If i was a girl,  *******, I would  love it.

Roundy and soft, like a **** should be, when I am eating.
It's aim is at times off. There are reasons for that.

Cause I was blinded, my hind-sight is history.
 Oct 2014
Ashley Williams
Bathed in a bruised fire-glow,
The gypsy's ball shows
The future.

A life for the wicked,
OH, the sins it depicted!
Nature wins.
 Oct 2014
Chikadey Grace
slit of the wrist
pop of the pills
once you do it life doesn't go back
sip of the whiskey
finger on the trigger
BAM
you're dead
are you happy now
now that its over
you sure aren't forgotten
put the knife down
put the pills in the bottle
spit the whiskey out
and release the trigger
the pain is real
I know that
but the pain for everyone else will get worst
if you say good bye to this world
so  keep your head up darling
there's no need to fear
if anything bad happens
I'll be right here
stay strong
be safe my dear
it'll all be okay
no need to shed a tear
so don't pull the trigger
or pop those pills
don't guzzle that whiskey
and don't slit your wrist
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