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 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Mind
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
I'm out of my mind
but I'd like to enter yours.
mind
yours
curiosity
To describe you in words would take a thousand lifetimes
All the air I will ever breathe will never be enough,
for describing you is near impossible
Your smile,
Your laugh,
The twinkle in your eyes
Points all to shaming the stars in the sky,
Shaming the lords of music,
Shaming the artists of old
Nothing shall compare to the beauty that you hold
As deep as the oceans are, your eyes are deeper still
Pulling me in,
Not against my will
I go without thought,
Into the beauty that is yours
Without second thought, I am swallowed by warmth
As my heart is beating, leaping from my chest
I bend down on both knees without protest
For I know in my soul that I'm already yours
Forever,
Until the day death runs its course.
I wrote this pretty recently, with pen and paper, now here it will stay forever.
( Filipino orTagalog version)

di sumasapit ang pagtulog
sa isang kaluluwang
sabik at di mapakali
isang pusong ubod tiyaga
ngayo'y balisang tumitibok
sa kabila ng malumanay
na pag patak ng ulan...

sa kaunting salitang nagbibigay kasiyahan
parang simoy ng hangin, may mga dalang palamuti
mga matatamis na pangako ng
maluwalhating bukas,
lumutang sa kapaligiran
at binago ang malamlam na
lagay ng kalooban.
ang mga darating na araw
ay muling yayabong.

isang kaluluwang hapong hapo
di-inaasaha'y, napangiti
sa unang pagkakataon
mga matatamis na tunog ng mahihinang
halakhak ay paulit-ulit na tumaginting
sa kalaliman ng gabi.

itong di maampat-ampat na pananabik
aking panalangin ay
tuluyan nang pumayapa
dito sa dilim, ako'y nakahimlay
habang  ang mga pangarap ng pag-asa
ay alak na lumalasing sa aking pag-iisip.
kasabay ng pagdatal ng madaling-araw,
nabubuhay na lalo ang mga bagong isipin
na lalong nagpapasigla sa aking utak...

mulat na mulat ang aking mga mata
di na sasapit pa ang antok
di na sasapit pa ang pagtulog...

::::::::::

(ENGLISH VERSION)

SLEEP DOESN'T COME...

Sleep doesn’t come
To an eager, restless soul.
A heart so patient
now beats anxiously,
Even with the gentle rhythm
Of raindrops tapping.

With just a few satisfying words
Sprinkled with whiffs of hope,
So magical,
A promise of a glorious tomorrow
Floated in the air
And altered the somber mood.
The coming days are to flourish
Once more.

Unexpectedly,
A soul gone weary
Smiled for the first time.
The sweet sound of soft laughter
Unheard in the still of the night.

This insatiable needing
I pray, to be quelled soon..
Here in the dark, I lay awake,
As visions of hope inebriate my mind.
With dawn comes new ideas,
Stimulating my brain even more..

.......my eyes are wide open........
.......sleep wouldn’t come at all……


       Sally

            Copyright 2014
       Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
*...another old poem, with an  english and tagalog version...*
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
ShaeZen
To lie to my face?
To break the promises and boundaries
we made for both our sakes?
trust is lost
You say I'm your true love
im worth fighting for
but as soon as I'm out of sight,
your actions show a delight
at taking what you want
cause **** his feelings, right?

Sweet words, with no action to back
I've waited too long
given too much
without receiving what i needed back
I dont regret being with you
for your my first true love
it just disappoints me
what you've chosen to become

I tried to keep our paths tied together as one
but what i've learned
tells me that it cant be done
because love that isnt given freely
will surely become undone
How many times do I flit across your thoughts like a
   (Breathtaking butterfly?)
   (Horror-movie vampire bat?)
Please don't answer that.
Any response you could make would
  (****?)
  (Utterly fulfil?)
Me
Just
  (Keep your silence)
  (Come to me through the darkness and the storm)
I'm waiting for you to
  (Leave my head)
  (Warm my bed)
I'm waiting to see what you
  (Won't)
  (Will)
Do.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
PrttyBrd
My oh my
how friends do lie
the then and now
don't satisfy

changing places
nevermind
what's gone is gone
there's no rewind
copyright©PrttyBrd 06/01/2014
The demon took up residence within me
Sitting silent still and quiet
As my dull blank face
Stared unblinking into the long night
Waiting for that
Which would never appear

His eyes flickered green
This creature created from my darkest dreams
Brought to life by violence and tears
Lonely echoing screams

In my twisted thoughts he dwell
Upon each hour
Rang his cursed bell
Planting infectious evil
Hell's seeds
Deep into my empty heart

I called out
In my hurt and despair
Reaching for a hand that was not there
Allowing him to overtake me
Plunging head long into the endless void of hate

This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
r
Aden
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
r
Halfway down that trail to hell
He did stop to rest a spell
Barking dogs and darkened cells
Turning thoughts from black to pale

Cold as cold as cold as ice
Empty hearts no alibis
Mothers tears and soldiers lies
Predators and babies cries

The sun shined a cloudless rain
Broke the spell unlocked the chain
Washed away the fear and pain
From Red Sea port to home again

r  6 Jan 14
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