Cyrille Octaviano

Cyrille Octaviano Nov 2016

[19] 10w

I am a passive vacuum cleaner
inhaling all the toxicity.

#10words #novembrite

Nov 2016

Jerrika Mikaela

I was lonely
With nothing to do
But an acquaintance said merrily:
Come with with me, I need you

I trusted and followed her
Hesitated a little
Until we got to where
Stands a tree you cannot belittle

At first, I thought it was boring
But as time passed, I found out it was special
She introduced me to the tree so mesmerizing
Together, we made memories with the tree so special

Everyday with her and the tree
Is like spending days in heaven
Until one day, with her and the tree
I hurt her deeply for I was mistaken

She was my best friend
And I hurt her so deeply
But I didn't make amends
Because I thought she would forgive me so easily

Alas, I was wrong
Silence is what I got
I treasured the tree so strong
Than the girl who helped me find the happiness I sought

I knew the tree wanted to help
It tried to help fix the friendship I broke
I knew the tree tried to yelp
But my friendship with her already choked

She never came back
It's only me and the tree
But other people saw the special tree and attacked
Now they stole the tree from me

The two things I held in my heart so dearly
Was taken away from me, without further ado
Now I'm once again lonely
With nothing to do

I never wanted the friendship to end

#sad #life #regrets #faults

Cyrille Octaviano Nov 2016

[14] Know

My hands were on the steering wheel
I fell asleep, I fell asleep
Drove to the edge of a cliff so steep
There's not a pain that I could feel
Is this a dream, Is this all real?

The bubbles they, begin to rise
I guess it's true, a murky hue
When you believe, there come's a price
Ye had been a fool, what more to do?
Soon to depart, succumb to rue

Pearls of black musn't stare at white
It's time to go, It's time to go
Then spread thy wings and then take flight
My precious beam, go with the flow
If in ashes, burnt, shall you wake,
**know~

random

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016

#death #novembrite

Cyrille Octaviano Nov 2016

[12] Hanggang dito nalang

Tayo lang naman ang magkasamang umukit ng hugis puso sa mga bituin,
magkahawak ang mga kamay habang nagkukuwentuhan ng mga pangarap at hangarin

Sana... hindi muna magtapos ang gabing ito
Kung magagawa kong banatin at pahabain pa ang oras para lamang mapatagal sa'yong piling

Ngunit kinaumagahan na nang ako'y magising...

Akap akap ang sarili, mabigat ang damdamin
Nagbuntong-hininga't bumulong nalang sa hangin

Hindi ko na alam kung ligaya pa ba ang tunay na hangad
Bakit ba lagi nalang ganito...
Sa panaginip, patuloy mo akong dinadalaw
Naniniwala ako sa salitang 'tayo' ngunit heto't nag-iisa na naman ako

Nagsimula sa "Tayo"
Nagtapos sa "Ako"

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016

Walang pinagkaiba

#tagalog #pagibig #novembrite

Nov 2016

Nathan Box

October 2016

For my 2016 writing project, I’ve decided to write a single line of poetry every day for an entire year. Below, is October’s poem. Enjoy!

Red, orange, and yellow.
I am succumbing to a cascade of color.
No longer who I was.
Now, who I am meant to be.

I am falling deeply in love with you.
This time of year draws me nearer.
It must be the season.
When all fails, you remain constant.

I have worked my whole life for this.
You are what I deserve.
This feels like something promised.
Or a dream realized.

Fall clothes are dusted off.
The closet is filled with new life.
Nothing else remains there.
We live an honest love.

Fires are being built.
Everything is in its proper place.
So are you.
We ready ourselves for the cold.

Those darkened days will come.
This is truer than we realize.
We would do ourselves justice,
If we would prepare for the moment.

Change surprises so many couples.
We can learn from this.
They can be our guide;
Our north star in the Seattle night.

Until then, I love you.
Beyond our failings,
This will remain true.

#love #writing #challenge #october

Cyrille Octaviano Nov 2016

[10] Unwritten

I keep on turning
and skipping pages,
blank as they may be

Reckless enough to
lose them in the way,
still continuing

Life had given me
another book to
be written upon

And yet here I am:
starting and stopping
on a blank canvas

* *

#life #blank #unwritten #novembrite