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Jun 13 · 2.3k
Enia Jun 13
Sa akong pagkas kas sa gitara
sa ilawom sa kahoyng palma,
naminaw ko sa mga langgam,
nagsturyahanayg mga butang
na gusto nako mahibal an.
Jun 11 · 802
Enia Jun 11
Ang imong presensya
nag anam-anam og kahanaw
sama sa aso sa sigarilyo
nga imong gibuga.
Apan ang atong mga giambit
nga mga gutlo ug musika
sa ilawom sa kahayag sa bulan daplin sa dagat
nagpabilin sa atong kagahapon.
Sama sa mga abo sa sigarilyo
nga gipalid sa kahanginan,
giubanan sa atong mga kahidlaw
ngadto sa mga lugar nga bisan asa,
gisulayan natog dakop ug komkom
hangtod sa di na nato
My first attempt to bisaya poetry. Hehe
May 2 · 166
In the Fishes Eyes
Enia May 2
I felt the heat.
Blue, yellow, orange sparkled
my brightly colored scales as I move my tiny fins back and forth.
"I haven't experienced this magnificent sight on me before."
I looked up.
A beam of light had shone above me.
I wondered..
What is beyond this
and the other parts of me?
Blinding, my eyes squinted.
I followed the light,
I swam up until my tiny fins hurt.
I arrived in a space where the water meets the air
I saw a golden light.
It flashed through me.
I heard ambient music nearby,
creatures flying in the sky.
I stared at the light.
The light..

                                             was endless...
May 2 · 92
Enia May 2
It's raining.
I'm scared.
I bury my head in the ground.
The soft wet earth moves
engulfing my whole head.
I try to breathe beneath the organic dirt that fills the spaces in my nose,
smelled the earthy scent
until no more.
as the muddy water runs through my ears
I feel the rain
pouring on my body outside.
Noises are behind.
Comfortably hidden
Yet these thoughts
still linger.
May 2019 · 746
Morning Melody
Enia May 2019
Mindlessly strumming
Two unmet lines pit-a-pat
my wandering mind
Curl a finger flick a string
Small vibration made it scream
Apr 2019 · 397
Digital Universe
Enia Apr 2019
Are we really that comfortably unconcerned
that after we die,
our digital footprints
are left behind?
Just clustered trails
of our digital souls as if they're really that essential other than our physical presence - piled up from inactivity found in just one click from a mere search bar available to whoever dares to know about our false relevance.
Feb 2019 · 393
Leap of Faith
Enia Feb 2019
Let the cold weather deep freeze our soul,
And let the sun shine deep fry it.
But after the extreme,
Do find the in between.
Let it melt under the shade of the past,
And let the scorching rays of hope find it.
Jan 2019 · 281
Ocular Prosthesis
Enia Jan 2019
Hoping to meet a familiar gaze
from the concrete faces,
in the old place.
As if to view from a pinhole image of
a dancing ghost from the bond
we shared.
But only exchanged,
Tones of ambivalence,
And unfamiliar stares.
Jan 2019 · 320
Enia Jan 2019
Let's burn bridges, 
and wonder about the unborn child crawling beneath our sanity 
that will never be born. 
Scratching our grit and 
flipping our eyeballs for a while,
As we see a glimpse of the lives
we never live.
Dec 2018 · 539
Self Saboteur
Enia Dec 2018
Accumulated dust on the window pane,
left unclean for a seasonal detain.
You swing out the casement,
powder clouded the air,
But you don't care.
Instead, you lean out,
your face caressed by the outside breeze,
tousling your hair.
Sun rays landed on the cheek, 
shadows on the crease.
You try to breathe.
Your eyes squint, 
the dust might have been.
some blurry
distinct entities
of love, pain,
hate and shame
comes running down your cheeks.

Rubbing incessantly, 
      blaming the wind.
Nov 2018 · 1.7k
Enia Nov 2018
Poetry can be contained
by its principles
but it's up to you
whether your poem follows
a certain structure or
it follows you.
Nov 2018 · 695
Enia Nov 2018
This cave is huge;
It contain multitudes.
A station where comfort resides;
It is mine and only mine,
Freedom and prison coincide.
Darker and darker
as I go deep,
Pitch black is all i see.
I think I'm lost
and I heard something..
Oct 2018 · 485
Space and Time
Enia Oct 2018
Two black holes
too close,  

   Blasts of cosmic dust,

      Waves of homesick energies,
                  Specs of the losing light,
       in to the blackest dense of black.
Oct 2018 · 20.1k
Enia Oct 2018
I am dancing
with your demons,
and you're dancing
with mine.
And for a moment,  
we forgot we're in hell.
We're not living, we're just killing time.
Sep 2018 · 606
In the basement
Enia Sep 2018
She kept it locked in the basement,
cause its presence feels
sentimentally foreign.
As she goes on with the mundanity,
  bombarded her
            with loud knocks and
                    screams of
euphoric profanities
"Let me out!"
Disrupting her sanity,
excess skin of off
          her thumb and peeked
                 through the hidden crack
                           and there she saw..
       A creature morphed into a gigantic mess.
Feeding on restraint.
Sep 2018 · 1.3k
Dead matter
Enia Sep 2018
Poured concrete
on the silver lining shape
Sinking in its flesh
of what was once
a *** of red nectar flames
A molded misfit;
Immune from the
epidemic ethereal disease
Apparently hellopoetry censored the word P0T. If you see asterisks it means P0T.
Sep 2018 · 257
Enia Sep 2018
Smoke of delusions
Pollute the air
From the ironies of the stroking cheer
Enia Sep 2018
"Everything In Its Right Place"
The last song syndrome
In this sick room
Agony, do you hear?
Ringing in my ears
Tension in the air
Spiderwebs will unweave
I hate wearing
my heart on my sleeve
Sep 2018 · 2.4k
Enia Sep 2018
I want color
Give me another
Dark pigments on your palette
Forgot you're color blinded
Red and green longed to be seen
Unable to feel
Contrast thriving
on canvas yearning
How can I paint colors on you
when my pigments lack bright hue
Aug 2018 · 996
Enia Aug 2018
A lightning struck a tree
People started acting panicky
How I wish that lightning struck me.
lightning death wish fantasy agony life
Aug 2018 · 983
Enia Aug 2018
Let's play a game,
of who'll be the one
that will keep sane
Aug 2018 · 1.6k
Enia Aug 2018
Information overload;
Cognitive dissonance
Too much consciousness;
Expand the mind
But makes the soul weak
Finding the truth is a bargain
Of wanting to die and wanting to live
Aug 2018 · 3.6k
Enia Aug 2018
When you steer the unknown
He'll be chasing around
Let your guard down
And you'll be the one who'll drown

— The End —