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1.6k · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
The dream I dreamed tonight
Was me with a cabin light
A cliff by the seaside,
I watched the falling stars
The sky turned purple
and I heard the singing grass
You flew to my side
and together we laughed
on how silly is the night owl,
to be drinking tea at night
I had a pet white tiger
and a carriage made of clouds
And a set of picnic materials,
I had you by myside
Was it a paradise?

The joy I felt was everlasting,
I did not wish to say goodbye
We listened to invented melodies
and slept to  mythical charms
of how happiness will  always stay,  
how undefeated we will be
I heard you plead,  "Don't leave me",  
I responded with a smile
There, I promised to fight,
for you I will thrive
I am brave in a dream,
I am strong in a dream
Was it paradise?

I dreamed a dream tonight
And never will I wake up
I dreamed of you tonight
I missed your little laughs

Goodbye to you my love.
1.3k · Oct 2018
Silent Telephone Call
Tint Oct 2018
The devices are now altered
and then you know your worth
for the small time you were remembered
and then the next you are unheard

You were never to be flaterred
when the sweet words arrive
you hold a pen and a paper
and write your songs from heart

A basket in the corner
there is no paper crumbs
for you give each piece importance
the mistakes, a part of art

The songs heard in speaker
of undying love of past
the words guided by rhythm
you, the artist of the month

Let us hear the voice that struggled
to tell nothing of lies
a story with honest trembles
of things that always hunt

No, anger is fed with madness
for the understanding is compelled
that people won't give significance
when now, your relevance ends
1.2k · Jan 2020
Her, Red
Tint Jan 2020
You are an art, full
a wonderful maze

The corners I'll paint
with this mischievous lips

How do I keep calm
when your sunset left a spark

And I can see your eyes
through this water paradise

May you be the storm, but
won't be fearing me to drown

The blazes amazed me
but I will never frown

To lose myself in yours
till the end of time
The red sunset is not a sin.
1.0k · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
We might have met in August,
such an expected incident
I held the crown with one hand
as I play the king of games
We made friends, we told tales,
and soon agreed to flee
That with the trust that I gave you,
I let you held the key
For a friend was my illusion,
like happy insanity
You were there, you made it real,
I was taught to laugh and play

But then again, as old men says,
nothing stays the same
I was wrong, or, you got caught,
I was sure that you gave up
That the only thing that I have left, was in your hands instead
And you played king with my crown and keys, I did felt the shame

That I hoped, and that I wished,
that maybe it's okay to lead
That maybe I can grow and make dreams, that I'd become a friend
That someday I'd make keys,
and make a happy place

But it was all just a dream,
now a broken memory
You made me grow, you built me up, and shattered me in place
I sit here and this I write,
as a broken masterpiece.
Some people convince themselves that they are saving you while saving themselves.
816 · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
Oh Victoria, the colour red you loved
I wore them inside my body,
the colour of blood

I remember how you'd come running and sneak inside my house
To the secret sanctuary
in the small hill by the pond
We strode the gaping distance  
to our little paradise
There, I saw the loveliest sunsets,
such beautiful goodbyes
You beneath the glistening sunlight,
you taught me how to love

I never forgot, Victoria
the day you said goodbye
A grieving wave that drowned me
and buried in my heart
We laughed and said promises,
but it was your last
I did not know how you could do it,
to just leave it like that
All I saw was the rope hanging
from the window in your house
I wished I had told you,
forever you are loved.
701 · Sep 2018
Find me
Tint Sep 2018
Find me
I am buried in the ruins
Beneath this never ending break
Lost is the courage to be better
Lost is the hope to feel

Find me, I am here
Look back to words you've said
The Lady I have loved
The Gentleman who held my hands
They are gone, slept in a dream

Find me, Little one
For I could have learned the art of love
The passion to care and laugh
I would have taken walks with you
I promise to make you smile

Find me, I am lost
I am here and I am lost
I break the trust and  lie
Find me in the ruins
Set me free, I'm gone.
688 · Jul 2018
Tint Jul 2018
If I were a better person, I'd tell you that I've liked you
The way you consume food not caring what others would think so
Your smile that all along has been my medicine
I liked the way you scold me and call me stupid things
I was happy with the very idea that you became a friend.

But I am me, not the person I'm expected to be
The complications gave in, all the best I've had within
I was a candle with no candlewick, nowhere to lit a fire in
I cannot tell you that I have liked you, in the next life, I promise to.
Take me to Neverland?
629 · Jul 2018
Tint Jul 2018
The rain always tells me a sad story
but it's my favorite of them all
about a kid that cried inside the womb
of the mother's hug of warmth
of a friend that tried to be better
but the world had proved them wrong
telling me that I'd soon be okay
with a sad smile that broke
with the quivering voice of a thunder
as the waves drowned me in storms.
585 · Nov 2018
Tint Nov 2018
The swooshing of an aircraft
as I struggled to image paint
not knowing that all of my body
is the sailcloth, a masterpiece

My eyes is blinded by madness
and I would blame an empty head
and the blade that was my weapon
is used to myself instead

Who will defend me, a woeful being
will you sacrifice your creed?
If the waves of the ocean water
they will drown you to your death

I am the moon lover
and the rain is my mistress
When they see me together
I am the king of chains

And we all will gleam simultaneous
the light, the water, and flame
oh! the two of them outshined me
still, I am bewitched.
Frio. The cold. The ice. The talker and the chained.
531 · Jun 2020
Fed up
Tint Jun 2020
It sounded too ironic
that the person can't take stand
when the people that they trusted
wouldn't even lend a hand

and their words that made memories
that world where they were glad
it all is slowly vanishing
melting with the sun

some people would not value you
even if you offer life
importance is only given
to those they'd benefit from

and yes, I am disappointed
feeling used then trashed
I just wished I mattered
that they would understand

I too am, I am a person
That I too, get fed up
419 · Apr 2019
Blue Child
Tint Apr 2019
The night is gazing over, delicately yet lush
in a narrowed path by the meadow, filthy yet spry
where a little hidden blue eyes, cold but did survived
looked up for another twilight, in beauty but unjust
it's little auburn eyebrows, muddy yet defined
Furrowed slowly in bright light, dreadful but alright
thinking of what things to conquer, ignorant yet will pry
and the events that will take them for granted, addled yet aspires
when hunger and thirst relinquish, empty but will trance
they wait for another night lamp, asleep yet alive
407 · Sep 2018
Tint Sep 2018
***** clouds are underneath
grass and pebbles floating deep
A scenery so majestic  
crushed by comets to tiny bits
Mountain water tasted sweet  
yet the thirst cannot be quenched
For their hunger for the care
cannot be easy to compel

Cannot feel.
Songs of puzzled mystery,

If only pleasure was a name,
it be called by many names
By those who lost their fiery flame, often  tangled in messy dreams
they lacked the warmth to give care then hope suddenly fade

The birds will pray for them to fight
The wolves will howl for their defeat
Anhedonia, cannot feel.
392 · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
Hold me in your paw,
show me warmth and grow
Be the fluffy little bear hug
to play and make me glow
In gentle arms I will carry you,
feed you food and love
With short tail and long ones,
ginger and not

Make friends with me, pal

I have bigger hands and
you have sharp fangs
We will play catch as I laugh
in your silly feline acts
My little fury companion,
a mystery to some
Let us walk the path of short life
and let us be one
To the direction of tomorrow,
I hope to see you run

Make friends with me, pal
Calm me down and give me love
Make friends with me, pal
See you in another life.
345 · Oct 2020
Period. 1
Tint Oct 2020
I fall in love with old souls
when I'm just a dead soul
they accept my sorrows
and I brought them loathe
forgive me dearest
for I turned into hurt
while looking at loving
as the holy of all that bursts
333 · Sep 2020
Drama Queen
Tint Sep 2020
The drama queen
can I play,
the drama queen?
she who was left alone
with the revenge
that she had drawn
exaggerations in her sobs
and fairly lengthy roars
I wonder if I can act
like how the showbiz
wrote in facts

The dram queen
oh! let me play,
the drama queen
I think I can react
more than she does
I should must
be more emotionless
make an oversensitive rant
I too, can hold a gun
I can tie the ropes in lines
to surpass her is a job
the easiest form at that

So, will you let me
to just play the drama queen?
that person behind a mask
behind her angry glaring eyes
the vengeance that she had
against herself for all the odds
this imperfect scars surrounds
that she always drag around
the drama queen
who's been broken,
by the fact that
nobody cared enough.
Draft 14. It's been so long.
302 · Feb 2020
good word
Tint Feb 2020
she is just in there
one arm long
I am surrounded
yet it felt alone
I guess it is my fault
286 · Jul 2019
Do you see?
Tint Jul 2019
I do not ask, you see
I'm fine with the small things
I do not cry, you see
Even if
it weakens my strengths
I would not demand, you see
because I know
I'm not worth it

but I hurt too
I hope you see
I feel it
when you hate me
286 · Jun 2020
At 10:30
Tint Jun 2020
O' lovely lady
bring your light,

the smile of beauty
to calmness

those lips deliver
happy memories,

make me remember
your tender kiss.
I keep thinking of you, my lady.
280 · Apr 2019
She and Her
Tint Apr 2019
She is. I want her
my lovely lullaby
that her smile was that of a flower
when the mist of cold arise
frozen yet in contact
with the coolness and the warmth

Her. I'd want her
even when I come to be blind
bound in too much brightness
like the rays beyond the sun
she will be the shadow
I'll see through the light

My woman. I need her
that the clocks will tick forever
when we have limited time
still, I'll be waiting in some ways
in the future
she be mine
Hello, Love.
273 · Mar 16
My last leaf
Tint Mar 16
People made me wonder
the blueness of a leaf
as it swung in different reasons
in a tree that is not his

for she thought the wind is better
from the top of the debris
but it was too strong to handle
that the color in it fade

into a pale and bare kindness
the twig's won't speak about
and we all sat around waiting
for the last leaf to give up

by the end of this summer
I pray to the one above
to let it rest, please, gently
as it falls into the ground.
259 · Jul 2019
A Little Vicious
Tint Jul 2019
I have gone through many changes
In the past and in the nights
Many spark in eye of a stranger
I saw my time in duller dime

The time when I was still an angel
Where I can laugh, a little mice
And people liked me for many reasons
And they asked of me of what I want

Now, I am just a little  vicious
I hurt and lie to all the right
The sun shone a different shade and
The night gave life to my demise

I still loved the scent of my demons
And learned that life is a surprise
Everyday I am just the same girl
But is different to your made mind

Do not forget the smile I treasured
And love me still when I'm long gone
Till then I'll make my silly rhymes and
It is of you I'll think about
253 · Nov 2020
I smil-d, to d-e
Tint Nov 2020
Let all be glorious
dear, mighty goddess
spare me the glance
to change my life forever
when I dagger my way
into our unearthly love

shine on me, belittle me
for all I care
i'd let you drown me
in your lovely words
that wounds my heart
with green blood oozing
i smiled to die

two of us are glorious
as we paved the ground
with harshness
your mouth to mine
my hands are *****
eyes are blurred
you will never love me
but still I laughed

i smile to die
245 · Sep 2019
this one time
Tint Sep 2019
just sometimes
I get a little crazy
I'd haha with laughter
then scream tears
when they mock me

but no, it is a spring leaf
when the summer is at bloom
a snowflake in winter
when it is still June

not normal
but pretty
like my love for the moon
not normal
but cherished
like mon chèri
the dawn

they don't know
my people, them
inside my head
my insane is not vain
their normal is in flames

HaHa HaHa
let the melody
I'm back
241 · Jun 2019
Tint Jun 2019
Blood gushed in, flooding my brain
from the lane before the highway
the Staples before the flame
the words that made a laughter
it hurts and blanketed dread

By the match box is my name
written in small words of despair
but even matches do not lit
for I lack all the masculine
and the feminity of flare

I'm ashamed as it tricked me
as the reality unfolds me
and my little mask of happy thoughts
they came back to original posts
I apologize that this I'm born
234 · Jul 2020
The rain has fallen down
Tint Jul 2020
dadum dadum

The rain has fallen down
these pebbles sang
their lost kids ran
the rain has fallen down

My kitty cat
slept on the rug
and listened as
the rain kept falling down

it brought me back
to memories
when rain and I
was one

and we would miss
the last retreat
into the clouds
of misbelief

but we would laugh
and play it out
sing this song
of raining, falling down

and in the end
another friend
sit alight
joins our partying

the rain would stop
it will shine
with colors
that are bright

and we then sang
another song
the rainbow is here
all along
223 · Jun 2020
Tint Jun 2020
I saw my ashes in your shadow
And I looked at it as love
I felt the sorrow in your burrows
And I cried because it's love
You have held on to tomorrow
So we will not be apart
I still see my ashes in your shadow
I believe it is still love.
222 · Sep 2018
Ivory Tower
Tint Sep 2018
Me, the oathbreaker

I looked at the stars and named them, light, bright, spark, giggle
I throw a rock in the river and waited for the monster to come
I will call them carter, jake, scar, groomer
I touched the trees with magic and called it "iron twig", I laughed
With conviction I ran after the bug and called it by the name "bree"

Soon, my feet took me to a place, well lit with thunder blades
I called it "beauty", I stayed to the place and found peace
I changed the name to "home".. a beautiful home
The wizards from the nearby village gave me food, they were dressed in white and they brought with them tools

They never let me borrow the tools
And they stare at me with such scrutinizing eyes
They sometimes tries to drag me from my beautiful home
but I stayed, I always stay

One day I woke up and I am in a one-door-room
the wizards are injecting something to my body, I cannot move
what is happening? what is happening.
my home is gone and I'm detained
They kept looking like I was crazy and they injected me again

I fell asleep and dreamed of a nightmare
It was as if I have gone deranged
they put me inside a bulding that said
"Home for the Mentally Insane"

Never did I woke up again
What is normal anyways?
221 · Mar 2019
Tint Mar 2019
Let me stare at you, Beautiful
In my head will play this song
About the bluebird by the window
And the calm beneath the storm
Is it okay that I do not speak?
That I go silent, a moment quick
If you knew, you might resent me
Down my eyes will lowly yield

I am staring at you, Sweetness
Someday I'd apologize for it, knowing
That the red in your sweatshirt
Is the color of your pain
And yet I see you in darkness
Like the Miss in summer rain
That you delusion of many crowds
Yet no one, catches your gaze

I liked to stare at you, Lady
Even if my vision's stained
And I know the conseqcuences
So, I try to be in veil
I also know that in your daydream
You are someone might and great
And you are, yes you are
But when you face me, then you look
Why is your eyes in hidden throe?
I'm sorry.
217 · Jun 2020
Tint Jun 2020
If I  was born a royalty
then what would I be?
I wonder if I'd be respected
when I was born not out of glee

Will the world ever forgive me
if I spit out my tea?
Because I just know that I'd prefer coffee, no sugar no creme

I might be labelled to be not worth it while I clean out my plate
With my jewelries and royal privilege,
I'd set the world in flames.
210 · Dec 2018
Tint Dec 2018
She is a smoker
no matter how people told her
to stop and breathe for life
She still smokes
oh! dear god
help the poor girl
heal her heart

A joint of bad memories
lit with fire from her eyes
she inhales the regrets
and intakes the hatred
she smoked and smoked
until she herself
she became hate
203 · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
Will my hunger be fed
when there's nothing I gave care
Not enough emotion to let me dwell within
The thirst for jurisdiction
for love and affection
They all seem to not possibly exist

The reasons attached in strings
that I tied my heart onto
Now a broken stationaire
with a bleeding soul in ropes
I watched the sun to fall.
Was it reality at fault?
Or my irregular recalls
of events that might be false

I just
I don't know anymore.
193 · Feb 2020
Tint Feb 2020
Bang! Did it ever?

As the noise strikes the main land
little creatures curl
and the light that's using darkness
it made an angel hurl

So be not,
So be it.

There is an existing parakeet
mind made but, it flew
within the dept of disorientations
within the shallow codes

Cruelty did vanished
chains and boxes too,
but the feeling of being caved in
a nightmare to run to.
Too long in the draft.
190 · Apr 2019
Tint Apr 2019
it's a burning sting
in my head, like ticking thing
but not a bomb
it hurts so much
oh god im done
i'd rather cut and bleed it out
it hurts, but none
inside it pains
i am in stings
get a bullet, please
give me gun to die
let it stop
end it all
please, i want it done
too much, it hurts
187 · Nov 2020
bitter plum
Tint Nov 2020
the Plum was bitter
but I bit into it
made it less thicker
so the next believer
will have it easier
love her harder,

faith is restored.
How are you, it's been a while.
183 · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
I want to take the hat off
And then wave my goodbye.

I am a child with a suitcase,
A woman with a crane
Taking each step with little strength,
then falling over again

I am a child that ran over,
A man with no name
Helding my hands in the sky,
begging for the rain

I was the falling paper,
from the tree of neglect
Rushed with the wind,
heavied by water, loved by the pain

I became the small pebble
that talked to little grains
Ignored and dumbfounded
and stinged by bolts of gale

I went to take the hat off,
with a smile that never fade
Soon, I will take this hat off.
So long! To you my friend.
183 · Jul 2020
Tint Jul 2020
I have heard the better word
that defined
my lack of pride
beyond the line
I've drawn upon
to elevate the livid lies
that I was braver,
when I was not

And they pointed
at the arrow sign
To my neverland
'far fetched' above
my knees gave out
and I succumbed
to the scrutiny
of many eyes
182 · Dec 2018
10th of December
Tint Dec 2018
To me, to me
Happy Birthday
But why does it feel
like I have lost a fight
like  a burden I am lit
with all these burning ice
blue as the sunlight
red as the wind
why do I regret
that I was born in the end

to me, to me
happy birthday
like mockery, like a joke
a spear spit
through my soul
blue as winter
red as fall
all I feel is kindess
for my dead soul

yet, I still regret
that I was born
Happy (?) Birthday
181 · Jul 2020
Tint Jul 2020
Grandma brought me with her
in an open space by the back
with soft grass and watery mud
I have found a peaceful lot
I would sit there with her
as she weaved this colored stripes
brown, red, blue, and a little of green too

the lawn smelled nice and I breathe
the wind is cool and I sang
fell asleep and I woke up
but then she was gone
the banig she made was still there
it faded slowly too, like in a dream

The grass grew taller,
water got deeper
and I got a little older,
cried a little harder
all I saw was this kite
I used to love to fly
now I wish it carry messages
of the words I failed to speak

I made it now Ina, there was no stage though, maybe because you won't be watching me march, so it is fine. See? I made it through. I know you would be saying, "I am proud of you."
Banig is a type of mat from the Philippines, it is woven using dried leaves which is then cut into stripes and dyed into different colors.
Ina is the filipino word equivalent to mom or grandma
180 · Jun 2019
Deficits series 3
Tint Jun 2019
the grip tightened
veins popped

blood drops
179 · Mar 2019
Mon Amie
Tint Mar 2019
you wanted me to hate you
when you know
It's your comfort that I seek
now in my hands, this small pebbles
will be given to your name

though I was not a bluebird
and I cannot sing your pretty hymns
me, the little parakeet
I cared for you so deep
I am not your friend.
179 · Jan 2019
Tint Jan 2019
The doppelganger, a former lover
in the streets of burning papers
behind an old tank of grease
found yesterdays memories
wrapped in plastic bottles
a map is written
to find me
177 · Jan 2019
Tint Jan 2019
I have an urban story as a child I'd listen to
About a kid with high hopes and dreams, more that her laugh
She'd sat down below that tree trunk cause she know not to climb
Then sing about the birds and the flowers in the sky

How sweet of a smile she has, it made a jolly clap
To those that have known her, since she knows who she's not
The kid would play pirates, sail in her ship of grass
Then the other kids would come running, wanting to play tag

She'd sat just there in her ship
with her hymns and that hazel eyes
That even though she don't see as crystals
she knew what beauties are
I wrote this as Ashyb. Another form of Tint.
174 · Oct 2020
1st verse, Spring
Tint Oct 2020
The spring in me has bloomed
and I felt it as it tears my storm
into branches of saddened thorns
another melody is now reborned
I often hear people say they have no friends when they do. You see I got no friends, I have one but that person was also my ex so I can't tell them a lot of things now. I literally got no other people to talk to. No choices, none. I've been to that stage where I would always write because no other people other than my family would talk to me. Nothing. And now it feels like that, be thankful of what you have. Be thankful for having people, just a few is okay atleast you're not as alone as me. They say it's alright to be alone it makes you stronger, but having no one my whole life, I know how it's not okay.  Being strong is one, but the feeling of having allies is another.
170 · Jun 2019
Deficits series 1
Tint Jun 2019
a long tunnel
I scream

deficits on me
165 · Mar 2019
is it true
Tint Mar 2019
i am thinking
is it true
that the sky
will cry for you
when you call
and no one's there
is it true
the winds appear
and they sing-song
of the tale
of a lone girl
who's in despair

i am listening
is it true
when you say
i'm here for you
162 · Jan 2019
Tint Jan 2019
Piece by piece, onto the ground they fell
Strip them from me, away from my skin
Remove them from my space, the dirt, the shame, the greed
Further away from me, to a land I do not care
Not to know, not to bare
Do not regret that your truth is held
People will use you, people will leave
People will ignore you, you don't exist
Strip them, naked in the lake
Green water of mischief, of unworthiness
You will drown and they are not there
Remove that suit from your body
That made you think they cared
They don't. Deception. No, they don't.
160 · Apr 2019
For you
Tint Apr 2019
And then you asked
what if I fall for you?
I was immobilized, thinking
what if you did?
I will hurt  you with my words
not because I mean them
but because I'm ill
and I hate to see you crying
because of my belittled deficits
I'm scared to know you're falling
even when I'm happiest

What if you already fell?
I am no Romeo, or, a warrior
but I will fight myself for you
I'm sorry when I'll hurt you
Just know, it will hurt me too
I care for you my bunny
so deep, there is no end
I'll swim in this filled tunnel
of what will happen next
159 · Jan 2019
Tint Jan 2019
people don't talk to me anymore
eventually, I am trash
my help is not help anymore
eventually, I am rash
and I will forget them, the existence
and some will be forgiven
but the me, the confused me
I do not understand
why I'm always left behind
and a friend was all I ever asked
158 · Aug 2018
Tint Aug 2018
How can he expect that the world will treat him well
when he did all the doings that the wise man regret
for such a person he is, unloving, uncared
how can he wish that there be a different dawn to set

as he stands at the cliffs end, thinking for a wish
for the changes he can give, the one's he mistreated
as he stood in brave stance to take the leap ahead
nothing then mattered, nothing then made sense

As a friend I tried to stop him, to take a chance and live
but he smiled so genuine and a salute he then waved
as a friend, I stood there as I saw him spread his wings
now he is in heaven, the one I failed to save.
Sometimes you don't have to be the one to save the person, you just have to be there with them while they are saving themselves.
157 · Dec 2020
Fully cloudy
Tint Dec 2020
I don't want to touch the clouds
because they will be torn apart
I don't want to touch the clouds
to feel the calmness in my palms

I don't want to touch the clouds
I want the clouds to touch me
I don't know how to make it fancy, I'm sorry.
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