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The hand of compassion
can heal many
wounds.
Kindness and love can go a long way...
 Feb 2018 Tristan Brown
Hi De
I'm like a kid
playing hide and seek
trying so hard to cover up
what's inside my heart and mind

with every beat of this heart of mine
I hear your name repeatedly
it shouts, it whispers
it smiles, it leaps

even if it's not me,
the man you're dreaming of.
I'd still continue liking you,
even though I'm not the one you're thinking of.

even if I'm not the one,
not the person you love,
I'd still continue loving you earnestly,
even if your heart belongs to someone else.

It doesn't matter if I'm not the one you like
I'd still love you
Hi guys, actually this is a song I wrote in Tagalog or Filipino Language...
just a rough translation of the lyrics... this song sadly reflects a part of my unrequited love.

"Para ba akong isang bata
na naglalaro ng taguan
pilit na tinatakpan
ang laman ng puso't isipan

sa bawat tibok nitong puso
naririnig ko ang pangalan mo
sumisigaw, bumubulong
ngumingiti, tumatalon

kahit na hindi ako
ang tao na pangarap mo
tuloy parin akong hahanga sa iyo
kahit na hindi ako ang nasa isip mo

kahit na hindi ako
ang tao na iyong gusto
tuloy parin akong magmamahal sayo
kahit na hindi ako ang nasa puso mo

Kahit na hindi ako ang tao na iyong gusto
patuloy parin akong magmamahal sayo."
What if dying isn't death

If when we leave this world…


The weight of it is simply off our chest

When we take that final breath

We live the most memorable of moments all over again

But this time…


We’re at our best


What if only the best of memories replay

All the sadness,

The shame,

The madness

The blame and the anguish…


What if they’re cast away

What if it's like waking up to not just another day

If only the happiness is the feeling that stays


What if…

Death is truly the end of all pain

If love is all we retain


What if…

The night sky…


And all the stars from above

Is all that remains


But...

I’m wondering about those stars

They too some day die

So…

What if we’re like stars…


We only shine bright when alive

Just a small light in a vast world that one day burns out…


What if the weight of the world’s what living life’s all about

All the people,

The places,

The sorrow and joyous filled faces…

  

Each of our books of life and their;

Some better,

Some worse but…


Still lively filled pages…


Are what leaves those we leave behind with heartbreak and…


Sorrow filled grievance…


What if our memory is truly all that's left when we pass into the unknown

An empty bed in a place we once called our home

A place where in our old age we had grown…



What if our lasting legacy is only the moments in which we shared an experience

If...

The wisdom,

The kindness,

And the hard work filled progress…


Is all we leave behind

If we only leave what we project into those empty filled spaces

In our loved ones' hearts and loved ones' minds…


I wonder what I'll see when I'm staring up at the ceiling or sky…


Somewhere down the line…

Life hanging by a thread

Watching the story of my life as it flashes by...


Will there be regrets,


Goals never met,


Things never said,


Thoughts trapped in my head…

Or...

Will I be able to say

I did all that I could

Willing to die without needing to lie…


T o  m y s e l f


What if…


The money we made


The status we gained


The list of the people we blame

For the shame on our name…


If none of that ever really matters when our…


Book of life comes to an end…


What if

It was only ever about the mark on everyone's hearts we ingrained


If like stars we burn out but…


Just burn out much faster

The difference for us is…


No tomorrow can be guaranteed


If...

This life…

Was the only book you could write

If tomorrow was your final chapter…


Can you say your book of life was the best it could be


Like only the greatest of books

When they end...

They leave the world with sadness and grief

With…

Wonderment and pure disbelief

If your life was the best it could be

Can you close your eyes

Fall into that endless sleep

Feel your heart's final beat

Come to a close as you cease to breath


And go satisfied…


K n o w i n g   y o u r   b o o k   o f   l i f e ' s   w o r t h   t h e   r e a d
 Jan 2018 Tristan Brown
Lunar
have you ever wondered
why   am   i   always
f  a  s  c  i  n  a  t  e  d
with the phenomena
of     a    red and rare
l u n a r   e c l i p s e?

with every time we meet,
i turn red;
but with every time we part,
i don't turn blue.

rare doesn't mean
"once in a lifetime."
it only means that
you'll always return,
no matter how long it takes.

and i believe that
someday
for sure
again:
*i'll see you.
aren't we all fascinated with the things, events, and people which come rare?
it makes us cherish them well.

(j.m.)
 Jan 2018 Tristan Brown
JAC
And
don't

soon
you

we
love

will
being

run
able

out­
to

of
just

air.
*breathe?
 Jan 2018 Tristan Brown
Olivia
Madness

Never
apologize
for feeling too
recklessly,

the greatest lessons
are
always
learned
through

Madness
Madness
A mistake made shall remain a
mistake if one doesn't
learn from it.
Achieve what you can while you still
have flesh. So when the time,
of death comes, your
bones will sing
songs of
victory.
You only live once. Do all you can while you still have breath.
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