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Nov 2019 · 426
Endless Longing
Argumentum Nov 2019
I still ache for you
If you will ask
Like being shot with countless fine cold needles through my heart
I bleed whenever your memories bypass

It's not the same anymore
Like eating spaghetti without tomato sauce
Like driving a bike with deflated wheels
Like eating sinigang without meat chunks
No, life has not been the same

I feel robbed every day
Not of any material things
But of a chance to show and tell you
How much you mean to me

I don't write poems that frequent anymore
Nor short stories you used to love
I'm afraid to begin or start things now
For I worry that I might lose them too
Like how the universe has taken you

I think I too died that day
I only feel alive when I recall our moments together
And now after that dreadful morning, I realized
You died but lived a life
While I'm alive but not living
I miss you, Kristy
Oct 2019 · 356
Walls
Argumentum Oct 2019
When I lost her, I built a wall around my heart to let it heal for all the pain it endured.

Many attempted to take down the wall, I didn't permit, for they seem to only offer grandiose promises.

But it all changed when you came, who for the first time, promised to secure my heart, take care of it as how you take care of yours.

And so I took the wall down, brick by brick. But as I removed the last brick to set my heart free, you left, darling you left me.

After we shared our deepest dreams and desires, you left me. After I imparted a part of me, you said you no longer want to stay.

Now I regret taking down this wall.

As my heart feels the coldness of solitude, you only reminded me of why I built the walls ever so high.
Jun 2017 · 649
I'm missing you
Argumentum Jun 2017
It still hurts
If you will ask
Like being shot with countless fine cold needles
It pierce through my heart
Whenever your memories bypass

It's not the same anymore
Like eating spaghetti without tomato sauce
Like driving a bike with deflated wheels
Like eating sinigang without meat chunks
No, it's not the same

I don't write poems that frequent anymore
Nor short stories you used to love
I'm afraid to begin or start things now
For I worry that I might lose them too
Just like how the universe has taken you

I think I too died that day
For I only feel alive when I recall our moments together
And now after that dreadful morning, I realized
You died but lived a life
While I'm alive but not living.
Wubba Lubba Dub Dub
Argumentum Apr 2016
That cold street I walked
Was once a place full of memory
Your smile and glimpse that could light up the world
Now are just pictures I dearly treasure in my mind

Since you've been gone
Nothing seems to matter
Nothing seems to care
Now I can bargain everything just to see your face again

I dreamt last night
I was granted of a wish,just one
Hell I didn’t wish for luxury
I did'nt wish for immortality
I simply wished for another moment with you..

For I just want to say I love you
That I really missed you
And most of all
Im sorry for not being there when you're about to go

But I know I have to wake up
And face the day and the day after
That you are not here with me
And I am all alone
Jul 2015 · 10.5k
Corny
Argumentum Jul 2015
"KORNI"
Naglakbay,
naglibot,
naghanap ng mahabang panahong para sa araw na ito,
ngayon,
tadhana nga sigurong maituturing na ika’y muling matagpuan.

Ngayong
nagtagpo tayong muli,
hindi na mag-huhulus dili at papipigil pa,
hindi ko na pipigilan pa ang mga salitang nagpupumiglas sa aking bibig galing sa aking puso na sana ay noong simula pa lamang ay ibinugsu ko na.

Mahal kita,
hindi ko man maibibigay sayo ang isang perpektong relasyon na gaya ng ipinapangako nila,
patawad sapagkat ang tanging maiaalay ko lang ay ang aking katapatan at walang hanggang pagmamahal.
Wag mo akong kapootan sa pagiging duwag ko sa aking nararamdaman,
patawarin mo ako sa pagpapalipas ng panahon na wala akong ginawang paraan,
ngunit higit sa lahat, wag mo akong kapootan sa dahilang hanggang ngayon
ikaw pa rin ang aking mahal.

Nang ikaw ay nawala, ang buhay ko ay uminog sa matinding pagsisisi at panghihinayang,
kaya ngayon, hayaan mo akong iparamdam,
sabihin
at ipakita na ikaw
at ikaw lang ang tanging mahal.
Jul 2015 · 3.1k
Bonifacio
Argumentum Jul 2015
Bonifacio

Sinlamig ng gabi
Ang tanikala sa aking kamay
Habang nakahiga
Sa aking hinimhimlayan

Singtamihik ng gabi
Ang aking paghabol ng hininga
Unti-unting naglalaho
Gaya ng kandila sa magdamag

Babangon sa tunog ng yapak sa kalayuan
Bawat yapak, dibdib ay bumibigat
Bubukas, lalangitngit ang rehas
Pipikit at lalaya ang hininga

Di alintana ng naghihingalong katawan
Ang sakit at lungkot na nalalasap
Sapagkat wala ng mas kikirot pa
Sa pagtamasa ng kamatayan sa sariling kadugo, katipan at kasama
Jul 2015 · 10.9k
Paglalakbay (Adventure)
Argumentum Jul 2015
Paglalakbay

Nag-iisa, iniwan ng diwang naglakbay
patungo sa lugar ng kawalan
Naiinip, suya na magmasid
Sa paligid na pawang wala namang pinagpalit.

Kausap ang sarili,nakikibalita.
Baka sakaling may bagong malata.
Subalit naaagnas at walang katas.
Tuyo, upos at butas butas.

Humaplos baka sakaling may madama
Nakinig baka sakaling may maulinigan
Ngumanga baka sakaling may matikman
Na kaunting ligaya ng pawang mailap

Napukaw sa manhid na paligid
Nakinig sa saliw at lira Ng katahimikan
Lumasap ng malamyang putahe
Napalasap sa walang buhay na kalagaya
Jul 2015 · 18.0k
Paglisan
Argumentum Jul 2015
Paglisan

Pinangangambahan kong lubos na malaman
kung meron nga bang pangalawang buhay,
saan kaya ako tutungo?
gagala kaya ang aking diwa
o baka makukulong ito sa naaagnas at walang
buhay kong katawan habang buhay.
ang dinanas na sakit kaya ay lilisan na parang
alikabok na hinipan sa mesa?
, o magiging tanikalang bakal na nakagapos sa aking kaluluwa.

Sa pagkakahimlay ko, may dadalo kaya?,
kung may dumalo man,ano ang pakay nila?,
narito kaya sila upang pintasan ang aking kasuotan?,
o pintasan at hamakin ang halaga at disenyo ng aking kinahihigaan?
Narito kaya sila upang lumasap ng kape at
tinapay kasabay ng pagpitik ng baraha sa mesa?
o sadyang dadalo lang upang patagong magdiwang sa tuwa sa aking pagkawala?,
Natatakot akong malaman.

Nangangamba ako sa hindi pagiging handa sa pagdating ng araw na ito,
hindi sa panghihinayang sa aking mga maiiwang mahal
kundi ang pagsisisi na aking dadalhin
sa bigong pag-usal at pagpaparamdam
kung gaano sila kamahal at masabing ako ay lilisan na
sapagkat ang pinakamasakit na paglisan
ay ang mga pagpapaalam na hindi nasabi at
hindi naipaliwanag.
love life sad pain thoughts depression you hope hurt heartbreak
Jul 2015 · 641
One More Chance
Argumentum Jul 2015
That cold street I walked
Was once a place full of memory
Your smile and glimpse that could light up the world
Now are pictures I treasure in my mind

Since you've been gone
Nothing seems to matter
Nothing seems to care
Now I can bargain everything just to see your face again

I dreamed last night
I was granted of a wish,just one
Hell I did'nt wish for luxury
I did'nt wish for immortality
I simply wished for another moment with you..

For I just want to say I love you
That I really missed you
And most of all
Im sorry for not being there when you're about to go

But I know I have to wake up
And face the day and the day after
That you are not here with me
And I am all alone
For You My Love
Jul 2015 · 1.4k
A Second Chance of Love
Argumentum Jul 2015
A Second Chance of Love

Traveled, toured,and searched a long time for this day.
Now, considered it fate for I found you again.
Now we met again, I'm not going to be stopped.
I will not stop these words from being told anymore
for it should have been told from the beginning

I love you
I may not give the perfect relationship that they are offering
Forgive me for I can only offer loyalty and undying love
Don't be angered in me being afraid for my feelings
Forgive me passing out the time not doing anything
But never get mad on the reason that until now
I love you still

When I lost you, my world revolve around deep regret and sorrow,
So now, let me express, tell and show
that you on and only you will be loved.
Jul 2014 · 346
Rooted Love
Argumentum Jul 2014
Love is like planting a seed and you are a soil in a ***.

At first you'll feel uncomfortable with the new thing inside you.
we always even ask why we did plant the seed  to begin with.
it is beautiful? Colorful? tiny, big round? a lot of question is asked.
but when we unraveled the reason why, we invest in it. we make sure that the seed inside us is filled with care and and protection. we make sure that it is well taken care off.away from those who want to steal it. we always check how its day went. We always want to have time for it alone.
And as it grows, its root spread in our identity to the point it becomes yours. the soft and the hard part,its twist, its spikes, its fruit is yours. to the point that you can even consider this seed as you.You know even the most basic part of it, those which is unnoticed by others.

But sometimes, inevitable things happen, the birds have to leave the nest and so are plants, they have to be rooted to grow on wider field of life. and when that happens, the *** soil is leaved with nothing but destroyed parts, wrecked with pain and emptiness, pain filled with lost purpose and identity.
You are now nothing more than an abandoned withered thing.

You can feel the emptiness within, the space where the plant used to root. Spaces it used to fill. All just traces of the past now.
Jul 2014 · 775
Dreams and Hopelessness
Argumentum Jul 2014
I thought life has a lot of things to offer
for those who could wait for bigger rewards.
Well today, i realized that life doesn't work the way
I supposed it wasn't I expected it to be,
I discovered that Opportunities and
Dreams are often attained by those
who can afford one, rarely or even
not reached by those whose lives are
in so much hardship.I guess the
world as I know it, is only an
imagined world, reality is that the
world is already preoccupied with
people who continuously investing to
protect one's position or dream,
making others aspiration in life
impossible. The world is unkind to
new talents or ideas.It now
destroyed my preconception of
pursuing dreams in life. Last day,
I've encountered a close person to
mine, and we have a talk about
dreams and aspirations, she told me
to stop running after those dreams
of mine and face reality, throw this
baggage and look of what really is
destined for me as a person who don't
have the luxury to have anything, to
be contended of what is just around
and not look beyond what can be
grabbed or pursued. It rocked me to my
core.  not because she's one of the
closest person to me but because she
might be right, that there is
nothing for me out there, that I
belong here, here in this hopeless
place. A place for those who have nothing
and will never have anything.
This is not really a poem, more of a narrative of life of mine.
Jun 2014 · 472
Death
Argumentum Jun 2014
Really scared of knowing
Wether there is a second life
Where do I go?
Will my conscience wander or
be imprisoned in my rotting and lifeless body
Will the pain fade like dust blowed in the table?
Or will be chained in my soul

In my slumber, will there be guest?
If they visit, what are their purpose?
Are they here to criticize my clothes?
or here to **** the design of my coffin?
Are they here to taste coffee at bread while playing cards?
Or just visit to celebrate with joy for I am gone
I'm afraid to know

In reality
Im not just afraid of this inevitable day.
But also on the regret on my left loveones
the regret that I will carry on failed expression
of how they are precious to me and I'll be going
For the most painful farewell are those leaving that are unsaid and unexplained
Jun 2014 · 700
Situation
Argumentum Jun 2014
Alone, left by conciousness
Towards a place of nothingness
Bored, tired of observing
On things that doesnt change

Talking to the self, asking
For I might get something
But its withered and rotten
Dry, crumbled and forgotten

Tried to touch for I might feel
Tried to listen for I might hear
Tried to gape for I might taste
Some happiness that seems evasive

Numbed on lifeless place
Listened on the music and sound of silence
Tasted the awful serving of life
While being in the lifeless situation
Jun 2014 · 622
Situation
Argumentum Jun 2014
The night as cold as these chains,
Wrist-binding
All along lying,
in my lone bedfold.

The night is as silent
As my ragged breathing
Gradually disappearing
like this candle of late

Rising to eh distant footsteps
Chest anchors with each beat
The metal bolts screeched open
Closed eyes, I breathe free

Numbed, this tired vessel,
To the pain and sorrow felt
For none hurts more
Of death in the hands of fellow men
Bonifacio

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