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kahabaan ng gabing nilakad

'di malaman kung ano'ng mabuti

budhing kumukurap

sa bintanang itim

hinihintay ang kapaguran

nakamulat na kabaliwan




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© Frederick Kesner. All Rights Reserved.
Poem written in Filipino based on Tagalog, not Spanish.
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Bangon na! Mula sa kahimbingan
Isigaw sa lahat, papel ng maralita
Ang bawat dahon - mantsa't duguan

Bagama't hindi rito ang Panimula
Malayo pa sa Katapusan.



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© Frederick Kesner. All Rights Reserved.
Poem written in Filipino based on Tagalog, not Spanish.
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madalas
tanging titik
ang nakalilok
sa iyong pagitan
at ng yaring
imposible --
walang gusot
tiwalang bali
kayamanan man
o maging tinik
ang nakakabunga
ng yaong nilalaman
sa kalibliban ng
iyong dibdib




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© Frederick Kesner. All Rights Reserved.
Poem written in Filipino based on Tagalog, not Spanish.
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itigil na ang pagmamasid
mapaglarong kalikasan

say puso mo'y nilalaman
kanyang labi at pangalan

mawala man ang 'yong pagtingin
dugo'y dadaloy -- basag na salamin




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© Frederick Kesner. All Rights Reserved.
Poem written in Filipino based on Tagalog, not Spanish.
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Kung makahagilap man

ng salitang walang isinasaad

ito'y iyong natagpuang

hubad ng kalamnan

ang Salita ay yaring kagamitan

para bagang lalagyanan--

sa labas ng kanilang mga hugis

ay balong tinuyo ng panahon.



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© Frederick Kesner. All Rights Reserved.
Poem written in Filipino based on Tagalog, not Spanish.
My heart at times
feels like empty skies
devoid of suns and stars.
Painted with clouds,
All the blue thrown out.
Like a slate wiped clean.
Sometimes you feel so much,
that you can feel
no more.
Not cleansed, not neat, not free.
You become
Empty.
In a very weird mood.
Dear Mommy, can you hear me?
Dear  Mommy, am i the person you wanted me to be?
Dear Mommy, I'm sorry your life is not what you hoped for.
Dear Mommy, I'm sorry grandpa went to Heavens door.
Dear Mommy, I really do love you...
Dear Mommy, don't do it, please, is there anything i can say or do?

I know this isn't what you wanted your life to be like.
But it's like learning how to ride a bike...
Sometimes you have to fall off and scrape your knee..
Sometimes you feel the wind on your face, and finally see..
I know we aren't the best of kids and i promise we will do better...
Please mommy, don't write that goodbye letter...

Dear Mommy, i am writing this to you, though you will never see..
Dear Mommy, i still love you, even after all you have done to me.
Dear Mommy, i am sorry for the pain in your heart..
Dear Mommy, please don't leave us, we have needed you from the start.
Dear Mommy, i don't know what else to say or do..
Dear Mommy, i really do love you.

Life has been hard for you.
And it has been hard for me too.
I want you to know  i love you and i will always be here..
Please, put down the gun, you're doing this out of fear..
Taking your life away won't make things any better for you.
It will show us, if life gets hard, we can do what you do..

Dear Mommy, please, don't say goodbye..
Dear Mommy, i know what it feels like to want to die..
Dear Mommy, i can see your pain and i want to help you.
Dear Mommy, if you die, i die too.
Dear Mommy, i am begging you to see..
Dear Mommy, through all this pain, you still have me....
A shining sun
Glaring bright
Stopping all
With our smiling light

Till the cover
Was tossed on
And darkness crept
Around the sun

Black paint
Covering all
Snuffing out light
So all will fall

And when the time
Finally gets handle
When light can shine
It's but a candle

On a stand of wax
With a tiny flame
The dark still creeping
Barely kept tame

And yet that makes
It prettier yet
When the stars shine,
The too bright sun has set

The tainted color
Brings beauty new
Mystery and light
Of a more believable hue

The smiles back
Seeming even more bright
Against the backdrop
Missing it's light.
I re-experience her,
here,
yes here.
The joy that was lost long ago.
We share again,
we smile again.
I remember the only thing,
the river,
the warmth.
I confess,
something never said before.
We share again,
we smile again.
It wasn't meant to be,
but still,
I wait,
here,
yes here.
Notes (optional)
 Nov 2014 Margaret Austin Go
Emmy
I want to softly whisper
incomplete poems
on your collar bones
that don't rhyme with anything
but your heavy breathing.

I want to bury my face
in the curves of your neck
because you smell like the winter clouds
and I've been gazing at the sky
since you left.
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