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Danica Nov 2017
Starring at the night sky
I realized how much you mean to me
you held my hand and intertwined it
and whispered "how I wish to stay longer"

I started to cry
"It's about time my love" you said
as you tried to reached for my other hand
"can't promise to stay with you forever"

"you suffered a lot" you stated
I stared at you, wiping your tears you mumbled
"Please let me go and search for another"
I cried even more....

Realizing that anytime now
you will leave me, but you may rest
"you suffered a lot too" I answered
"this is just a cancer" you chuckled

I woke up the next day and call your name out
my tears fall freely on the ground
You're not here anymore
and I won't see you anymore

I've tried so hard to ignore the pain
but here I am again
Longing for the wonderful day
to see you once again.
I'm too emotional tonight and I don't know how to deal with it.
  Nov 2017 Danica
Wick
mea culpa
mea culpa
mea maxima culpa

hear the song of the innocent

hung upon the cross
for the crime he has not commit

forced to plead guilty
by the precepts of society

whilst the crooked
stood at the base
shedding crocodile tears
eyes holding silent leers

feigning innocence
instigating chaos
taking into their advantage
dividedness, our ignorance.

here, the song of the innocent
nears its end
with his last, a doleful verse

"It is done"
not necessarily catholic but true enough I draw much of the inspiration from it.
Danica Nov 2017
Isang gabi ika'y narinig
hikbi **** ni isa'y walang nakaririnig
tila luha mo'y di nila batid
bawat pag susumamo'y tainga nila'y nakapinid

bawat umaga mo'y kawalan ng pag-asa
kitilin sariling buhay lagi mo nang panata
paanong nangyari ika'y nakaalpas
sa mga mata ng mga mapanirang nilalang

sinong lumapastangan sa bata **** isip?
sinong lumason, dahilan ng iyong paghihirap?
sinong may pakana? isigaw mo at ituro!
ilantad at iluluklok sa trono ng kamatayan!

maghanda sila sapagkat araw nila'y darating na
mapapawi na rin yaring luha sa iyong mga mata
pagbabayaran ang pagka ganid sa mura **** katawan
itatarak ang kutsilyo ng kasamaan, pabalik sa lugar
na kanilang pinagmulan.
Just want to dedicate this poem for those people who suffer trauma after being a victim of **** and any other crime, I hope and I pray that someday you'll find peace by forgiving yourself and start and get a new life.
Danica Oct 2017
He is just a Left Over
By someone who vows him forever
Someone to feel gratifying affection for
By all means and by all forms

He was hurt before I knew him
His eyes was like a rain
A fine misty rain
Pouring my heart with this afflicted pain

Then we meet halfway
I was broken and devastated
He was lonely and busted
That day we called each other
“The Left-over”

A Thing that remains after something is ended
The memories of us when we meet halfway
Danica Aug 2017
Noxious body under distortion
Innocence got stolen without his permission
Immoral act and dangerous weapon
The killer of our younger generation

His story denigrates by the hypocrites
Atrocious crime of the reprobates
Who ended his life with pernicious gun
Followed by their vicious, facetious laugh

They shot him dead straight to his head
Penetrate his brain that’s how it ends
Goodbye my friend ‘till we meet again

See you at the other side~
Danica Jul 2017
As the inclement weather crash all over the city,
I discovered the untitled disc of a lost movie
I turn the t.v on and saw the family
Gaining something in return called ‘sympathy’

Surreptitious pictures of the impecunious
Propitious time for those opulent
Impudent behavior, Gratuitous violence
Amorphous hope and lucid nightmares

Misery, anguish, sorrow and pain
Hapless child hold tight to God
Pathetic story will end soon
as the morning sun dissipate the fog

Worry less, pristine day will come to heal your soul and broken heart
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