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 Oct 2015 j
Angela Mercado
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 Oct 2015 j
Angela Mercado
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bakit kaya walang
simbilis
ang takbo
ng oras
sa 'twina'y
ika'y kasama?

bakit rin,
mahal,
wala itong
sintagal
sa tuwing ang ating
mga mata'y
'di pa
ga-pangabot?

iyo rin bang
dama
ang aking paglisa't
presensiya,
o sadyang ako'y
'sang espesyo lamang
na 'di nais
punan?

bakit kaya kay bilis
ng tibok ng aking
damdamin
sa tuwing
ika'y lalapit

at bakit
kay sakit pa rin
tuwing ika'y
magbabalik?
// theory of relativity {a.m.}
 Oct 2015 j
Angela Mercado
Bakit 'di pa tanungin
ang aking ngala't numero
at 'di lang ang petsa't
anong sinabi ng ****?

Bakit 'di pa alamin
ang pintig ng puso kong
inip na inip
nang maghintay sa iyo?

Bakit hanggang tingin?
Bakit hanggang ngiti?
Aking pag-ibig,
sinta, batid
mo na ba rin?

Bakit umiiwas;
bakit natatahimik -
bakit sa tuwina'y
lagi kang walang imik?

Para kay seatmate
na 'di ako pansin.
'Di mabatid,
'di mabalingan ng tingin.

'Di mo ba alam na sa bawat
wanfort na ihinihingi
*ay naitatangay nang utay-utay
ang aking puso't damdamin?
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 Oct 2015 j
Stargazer
Footprints
 Oct 2015 j
Stargazer
in every lifetime
there is that special someone who steps into your path
while their presence may be brief
their footprints are eternal
 Oct 2015 j
Sumina Thapaliya
You cant save my life
I am drawn
drawn in my own pain

You cant make me happy
I am covered
Covered with my own grief

You cant read me
I am written in the paper
damped by my own tears
 Sep 2015 j
Walter W Hoelbling
what are those battles
we have been fighting
for so many months

to prove
   that one is right
   the other wrong

summoning friends
   or gods   or common values
       or personal histories
   for our support
we lash out at each other
   in wild despair
   trying to duck the bullets
      evade the thrusts
      keep our selves intact
          up to a point
      just shy of total agony

seemingly oblivious of the fact
   that what really is at stake
   is not victory

   but our joint survival
 Sep 2015 j
Walter W Hoelbling
decisive words
   take their time

they reveal their significance
   like buds unfolding
   nourished by the soil of doubt
   the rain of memory and meditation
gradually to the troubled soul

until the flower
   of loss

   suddenly
   in full bloom

makes you tremble
at its pristine
    relentless
    beauty

      * *
 Sep 2015 j
Lunar
The Letter
 Sep 2015 j
Lunar
(My) Dear(est) Romeo,
I pray that hopefully, right now, you’re living peacefully and doing your best in everything. Truthfully, I wish that we could meet sooner, maybe around this week or on my birthday, or perhaps on a memorable date like Christmas or New Year’s Day. I can’t wait to see you and spend time with you, going on cheesy dates where we exchange lame puns, go on food and road trips, play sports and camp under the stars. I beg of you not to kiss any girl before we meet because I am saving myself for you, besides the fact that I am an envious and possessive person, so please be careful unless you want to end up in my collection of bitter poems. Right now and in the future, you must know that you and our future are the inspiration to why I do my best in everything I do, and I hope it goes the same for you. Please understand when it comes to the time that my career in the future will consume most of my attention, and I’ll understand your priorities as well, so don’t get mad when we ignore each other for a while—it will be good because the distance will remind us how much we miss each other. I hope you seek God the way I seek Him and believe that He would connect our threads one day, in His time. I know there are so many questions you ask and answers you want to know, but please remember to live one day at a time and at its fullest. Enjoy what’s around you at this moment—when the time comes that we meet, I promise to cherish every moment we’ll have together. But for now, let us live well and follow God’s will for us, so I’ll be seeing you soon.
Yours truly,
(Your) Juliet
This letter is a required assignment for my "Sociology: marriage and family" course. I enjoyed writing this, and everything in there is totally what i would write and send to my sweetheart. (*** i feel so old but vintage when i call someone sweetheart haha)
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