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first
i let myself weep
then slowly
my heart bleed words
dropping into these tattered pages
eventually
forming lines
and
making rhyming rhythms

©IGMS
I talk
                                                            ­               but all of my words are sin

I move
                                                            ­               but all of my actions are sin

I think
                                                           ­               but all of my thoughts are sin

I dance
                                                           ­               but all of my rhythms are sin

I sing
                                                            ­              but all of my tones are sin

I write
                                                           ­                but all of my poems are sin

All of me is a sin

I am a sin

©IGMS
funny...
i was once thought that,
when i tried to swallow the pen and papers,
i will be able to write
without using my hand.

but i was wrong.

because every time you reminded me
that i don't know how to write,
reality will criticize me that
i am illiterate in fighting
in this mess up world.

illiterate.

an illiterate person who don't how to use
guns and swords in fighting
for the freedom of mind.

i am in masked.

a masked person
because  i tried to swallow
the words that persist to
pressed inside my mind that
"i am already lost even if the
fight is not yet started".

© IGMS
ill
it's everywhere
though no eyes can see
but it can be felt
sometimes blissful
sometimes mournful
no genius can grasp the existence of it
no one could comprehend
it's beyond perception
it's complex
it takes place everyday
it's veracity
no drug could cure
no one could cease
no one could hiatus
and everyone felt it
though it fade
but when time comes
another will came
though it ache
but when time comes
it will heal

©IGMS 2014
love is inevitable
and so does pain
it is so painful to write a poem
...
a poem for you
...
the scars started to open again
...
is it worth it to use this dripping blood
use this as an ink to write
...
about you?
...
every line feels like
there are thousand ants biting at my heart
...
i cannot fin-
Arghh
.
.
.
i just wanted to go home

but everytime i am near
my hands always produce wind
and take the house away

i just wanted to go home

but whenever my mom ask me
if my shirt was inside-out
i felt the leaves of makahiya plant that i ate slowly folding in my tounge
and the thorns burns in my throat

i can't say it! i can't say it!

i'm just really wanted to go home.

but everytime i touched the door
i always find myself at the street
  
sleeping

©IGMS
Makahiya Plant - Mimosa pudica [2] (from Latin: pudica "shy, bashful or shrinking"; also called sensitive plant, sleepy plant, Dormilones or shy plant ) is a creeping annual or perennial herb of the pea family Fabaceae often grown for its curiosity value: the compound leaves fold inward and droop when touched or shaken, defending themselves from harm, and re-open a few minutes later. [3] The species is native to South America and Central America , but is now a pantropical ****. It can also be found in Asia in countries such as Thailand, Indonesia , Malaysia , Philippines , and Jamaica . It grows mostly in undisturbed shady areas, under trees or shrubs. [source:Wikipedia]
your love for me
was like rain;
sometimes it was raining hard,
sometimes it feels like
the storm was coming,
and sometimes it was raining lightly*

but just like rain
it was just only passing by

©IGMS
Be aware* of thy words

You could be a killer

©IGMS
Through the sharpness of your words,
You stabbed me.
It hurt so much knowing that it cut deep through.
i don't understand
why all things in this world has labels
to identify?
i think it isn't.

©IGMS
if only
the heart was made of
elastic materials
then just maybe
it will only bend
than
break

©IGMS
is all about
making sense
out of all
these
mess*

©IGMS
try to make sense
to be the light,
carry with you
a heart filled with
fiery burning passion
to help

and seek no reward
for thyself


©IGMS
lesson #3 from firefly

you may be small but you can be big as you can be through your light

Note: the italic last line is from "R k"

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Maybe you forgot
that love is not all about the talking
It's all about the actions

©IGMS
Actions speak louder than words
is just like taking an exam
and you don't know the answer
because you forgot to study
all you can do
is to stare the line of these blank pages
no answer
no reason
and the next is
period*

©IGMS
it is within us
vague yet vivid
soundless yet deafening
boundless yet finite
this could be nothing
if you see it
as a perception of your mind
this could be everything
if you believe in it
beyond your limitation*

©IGMS 2014
the magic lays within us
and if you truly believe in it
everything you do will be perfectly crafted
I thought that
When I started to rub myself against the ground,
I would attract you.

But that was what I thought

'cause we are both
In the same charge
Pushing away

©IGMS
Special Mention to The Girl Who Loves You who help me fix this one. Thank u!
to fly,

you must learn
how to

crawl

©IGMS
lesson #1 from butterfly

allow the process to take
and practice slowly
only then, you can truly fly

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button to read the other lessons
i miss you
even if you are just meter away
and i miss you more
when you will gone far
away

i miss the way you smile
that light up my way
and the way you laugh
at your childish play

i miss your giggle
that captivate me
and your smirk
that mesmerize me

i miss the way you frown
and the sweet scent that you own

i miss the way you walk
and your crazy little talk

i miss all about you
i miss you

Because

i can't have you

©IGMS 2014
and i just wish that you will miss me too

ps:
"I miss you because I can't have you" line is not mine.
She built her house
in tattered papers of
broken dreams and
expectation of people
around her.

Why is it that everytime
she open her eyes
all she can see is
the lone star
pretending to blend with
other stars around it?

Why insist?

Why is it that it is trying to hide her brightness with other stars?

Afraid of rejection?

She built her home
in thunderstorm of madness.
The idea of being put
in the sea of people
and you have a enochlophobia, swimming in fire
and flying to the ground.

I don't know where it lead her
but all I can see is the destruction.

Her destruction.
you killed me
with your

invisible knife

©IGMS
you never meant to hurt me
but I swear you're a murderer of heart.
while i'm excessively giving
but you remain standing
so i'm slowly fading*

©IGMS
All feelings don't last
i held onto something that never really mattered to you
Some line from the song of Darren Espanto "Stuck". I only added two words from the line. Go! check out his song its awesome. :)
Special mention to the original writer of the title. I just copy it somewhere. sorry. Just message me if you want me to edit it. :)
the worlds want me to fly higher,
        but you don't care about my
        wings so i cut it & put in a box.
        i had a dream,
        my imperfect dreams.
        i want to chase winds.
        but they say most birds who
        chase wind are fools,
        so i stop chasing.
        i had a dream,
        my imperfect dream.
        i want to vanish without a trace.
        crazy for a little bird like me
        who cut its wings.
        a long time ago
        i had a nest called
        home(house)?
        i don't know
        i don't care
        maybe someday
        if you care enough
        i will have a courage
        to find my wings again
        
        ©IGMS 2020
to reach your destination,
you must walk slowly
with passion
and dedication

©IGMS
lesson #2 from turtle

use hardship to fuel determination to be able to reach the dream success

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comes from
the reconciliation
of
heart
and
mind

©IGMS
if you're seeking peace
reconcile first
your heart and mind
we have
different perspective
in looking at
different
angle


©IGMS
We are guided by our own point of view.
We judge according to our perception, philosophy and beliefs.
So don't talk if it is not necessary.
It may harm other people.

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drip. drop. drip. drop.
hear the pain?
dancing under the purple rain
*

©IGMS
'cause the rain is the bravest of all
for it is not afraid to fall
and you're all deaf
'cause you don't hear
the hurt of
-
and you're all blind
'cause you don't see
the color of
-
the falling purple rain
i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall


©IGMS
when there is no one there to catch them...




they are the strongest, bravest and
saddest things I've known :(

PS:
-the thought "the rain are not afraid to fall" were not from me . :)
this word alone
can't hurt you
but
what makes it painful
are the people
that surrounds it*

©IGMS
society will always
pull you down and label you
but don't listen to them
stand at the middle
between feeling
and thinking
don't mind them
be who you are
and what you will be
You've been hurt
but don't worry, Darling.
There are always an antonyms of your feeling*

©IGMS
Just smile :)
dreams are meant for sleeping
and you are my dream, darling
so i want to sleep tight
to reach you out tonight*

©IGMS
maybe i could only be able to reach you
through this endless daydreaming
all the tables
are turned
but
all the chairs
are remained
frozen

©IGMS
you can make
all the tables
turned
but you forgot
that there are also
some chairs
to turned
How long is the regret

That it is always at the end?
some people cannot understand
that this world is not
revolving around the sun
instead
we are all revolving
in these four letters
called love*

©IGMS
you feel all kinds of feelings because of love
It's funny how people keep talking about love

but when anger comes
love fades away

©IGMS
every letter in my poems
has been carved from the contents inside my heart
with every dancing lines and singing words
exposed sorrows
every lyrics portrayed loneliness
akin to the approaching rain
rain that has been hiding from the sky
that will come out when the sky cannot hold the weight anymore
yes
this is just a piece of paper that i use
to be written with my bleeding pen and make the blood as an ink
blood that came from my heart
i wish you will know that you are the reason
why i write these ****** letters
you are the reason why these poems has been crying
you are the reason why there are teardrops on my poems
teardrops that i use to erase this loneliness
but i didn't expect that these papers will be broken
to the point that you cannot see the line anymore
the line that says
"i love you"

©IGMS
but what would be the reason that you will see
there is already an owner of your heart
i'm hoping that this loneliness will fade through time
and i will make a new poem
and you are not the reason anymore
why my poems was crying
not with loneliness
but my poem will cry
because of
joy
It is always our mind that separate us from our own soul.
Bombing every district with our words
Burning every houses with our sentences

Why it is always;
give and give -- if your kind
take and take -- if your greed


Did actually there is no give and take?

We live this world with an open mind
Believing that if we could explore more
Our world will expand into something bigger

Did they even realize that we live now in a bigger world with a bigger heads but narrower minds?

©IGMS
Wake up world
our love is a fiction*
carved from my mind
and written in these*

tattered pages

©IGMS
the tale of love that will never be become true
feeling ashame
i am that too naive to realize?
i am that too blind to see?
they are looking at me with their mocking stares
their eyes telling me that i don't belong
even the sun
i can feel his scorching stare
as they pick that beautiful thing
they want me out
they cut me with their knives
i didn't even wish that i will be like this
it is wrong that i was made
this way?
there was once a tree
who refused to let go of its leaves.

there was once a tree
who tried to hold its leaves.

but when the time comes,
when the leaves wither.

there is nothing the tree can do but


to see its leaves
slowly falling down
from its branches.*

©IGMS
and
i am just here
turning words
into
fantasy
while
you are there
creating dreams
with your
reality

©IGMS
i thought that you will save me from this fantasy
Just pretend that you don't know me

And I'll just pretend too
That I don't have feelings for you

©IGMS
Whose going to save me in this dark world
If there will be no prince charming for me?

©IGMS
its so sad that all villain in the story has left with no one. Not all villain are bad, right?
i already buried my voice a long time ago
when i chose to be a poet
i buried it with words in papers
in ink of pen with blues*

©IGMS
it seems like
im so exhausted
of all the talking
of all the reasoning
of defending myself
so i remained silent
i am a mere word of this page
and you are the phrases i admire most that i can't have.
at least give me a proof of sentence,
that i am still part of your paragraph.
i've never thought that this boundless sea of whiteness
can be so lonesome.
the large gap between us and other words,
feels like the vastness of the ocean,
drowning me in and out of the pages.*

©IGMS
the untold story of the lonely word

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