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  Aug 2017 Isabelle
Eunoia
I am the wolf who howls every night,
For I am crying,
For the love I can't have
Isabelle Aug 2017
Write down the lines
Then burn it with the lies
Shut the mouth that sins
Seal it with a kiss
Bodies collided
The heat cannot be denied
Let lust consume me
To forget what he’s done to me
It was meant to end in fight
But naked in dimlight
When did it became a habit
To let our bodies speak
Instead of listening to our heartbeats?
I guess I can't desist
My desire for you I insist
And it's stronger than your sins
Yeah, watever comes my mind.
Late for work. Ugh.
Isabelle Aug 2017
Look up, what shape do you see me tonight?
- Said the lovely moon


A solar eclipse
What a lovely sight
Seen by the lucky eyes
how fascinating it is to know that at one point of your life, you will be able to overcast a powerful sun.
  Aug 2017 Isabelle
Blessed Regalia
Minsan hiniling ko nalang talaga na sana, ang puso ko ay di gaya ng
k  a  l a n g i t a n
Na araw-araw nabubuhay,
At gabi-gabi namamatay.

Ang pangarap ko
Ay parang dagat na pilit kong hinahawi gamit lamang ang kamay.
Ang mga tao kasama ko
Ay tila mga paso, na pag hinangin
Ay bigla nalang mababasag.
Ang isip ko ay punong puno ng
Mga batong buong buhay ko dinudurog. . .

Kasalanan ko ata na maging
M  a  r  u  n  o  n  g ,

Kasalanan atang malaman
Na sa buhay, may bato sa daan
At may bato ding kumikislap.

Kasalanan atang hindi maging
K u n t e n t o  sa kung ano ang meron ka. . .

Kasalanan ata na kahit anong runong mo, di mo pa din alam ang tama **** kalalagyan.
  Aug 2017 Isabelle
Blessed Regalia
The blanket of stars,
S e e   t h e m ?
I called them
One  by   one
Using your name
But none of them
Heard me,
**N o n e  o f   t h e m
           F e l l  
Isabelle Aug 2017
Like a piece of art
  - an abstract painting
   erratic, incoherent
   you can't comprehend
   only the painter (you)
   and his knowing eyes
   will see right through me
   only the painter (you)
   and his knowing hands
   will know the story on
   every stroke, every line
   every shade, every color
   only the painter
   the selfish painter
   will put me on display
   will hang me on the wall
   will risk me being judged
   to people who will never understand
   but will not care to what they say
   because he is a selfish painter
   and will just smirk behind the scene
   because he's the only one
   who truly understands me..
Only you will understand.
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