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May isang munting alupihan,
Na naligaw sa aming tahanan.
Lingid sa kaalaman ng iilan,
Siya ay may dalang kalungkutan.

At nang lumaon nga siya ay napaluha,
At siya ay napapunas ng kanyang luha,
At napapunas, at napapunas,
At napanunas, at napanunas....................
December 17, 2019 - 05:55

Abot nga ba ng ibang kamay niya yung mukha?
a star has fallen
go catch it in your hands, though
it's not heaven sent
haiku
you should believe they exist
Thinking about you is a process

Like fixing a broken heart
Writing about you is
Like trying to remove you in my head
Loving you is
Like a rainbow after rain ☔

Missing you is like

A thunder storm and hails on my feelings and emotions
Forgiving you is like
Risking being hurt a thousand times

Saying hello to you is like
An instant goodbye with no introduction
A relationship with you is like
A heartbreaking break-up
Running after you is like

Chasing the wind

But knowing you wasn't a mistake nor a coincidence but meant to be

Without you I'm just a body with no heart nor soul
when no objective is best for our protection
protecting ourselves would be the best direction
directing ourselves toward a progressive connection
connecting our minds to make a collective correction

correcting the obsessions that infect our perception
perceiving ourselves as the essence of conception
conceiving a brand new perspective of reception
receiving the blessing that we call perfection
In a Quantum Loop poem, the last line of each stanza must be used as a different form of the word, as the first word in the following line. It also must rhyme, or nearly rhyme. Rhyme scheme can be any way you want it though. In a double quantum loop poem, the first word in lines 2, 3, and 4 must rhyme.
Everywhere I go
Everybody wants to know
"Where's the lady"
They all ask
I answer, hiding behind a mask
Of smiles and laughs,
And say to them:
"She's gone, she won't be back again;
I don't care"
And shrug my shoulders.
But now my life is so much colder
I walk alone, the crowded streets
And tell my tale to friends I meet
Then I turn, walk on with the truth
With tear-filled eyes
I think of you

— The End —