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May 2018 · 720
Don't Worry
mumu May 2018
"Don't worry"
The words shakes me
It kills
Like the knives inside me
Growing bigger
Stabbing deeper
Comforting words
never comforts me
Doesn't fixed the wounds
Doesn't cure at all
"Don't worry"
The phrase shakes me
It warms me
Like sun rays of morning sunrise
It makes me cry
It makes me lovely
Comforting words
may never comforts me
But it stops me to bleed.
I'm too anxious right now and people keep telling me NOT TO WORRY and I appreciate them tho but still, how not to worry is big question. How not to worry? Please help me.
mumu Apr 2018
The Rules of Woman
These should be done with all of your heart
And do not forget
Should not
Do the work of men
You are allowed to
Cleaning
Washing
Cooking
Be stuck, not to
Polo, pants and T-shirt,
Nor
Crop tops, shorts, sleeveless
But, wear your pride with
Blouse, dress and skirt
I know it's perfect
It defines you
Be vocal
Shows no respect
Be educated, do not
Cuss, nor swear
You can
Love
Only boy, do
Not just
Try to kiss a girl
And you will be have a happy life
This is the rules of Woman.
P.S. Don't forget to read it backwards. :)

All woman have their right to do what they want. So, you girl reading this, step up and be proud! You have your hand, you have your heart, you have your life so used it and live the way you wanted to be. ❤
Mar 2018 · 228
Imperfect Love
mumu Mar 2018
Love is not perfect.
Such as a day,—
It can be sunny in the morning,
Then partly cloudy in the afternoon—
You can feel in love this time,
Then suddenly, devastated.
Because,
Love is imperfect.
But, that is love.
It will make laugh
It will make you cry.
It will make you happy
It will make you sad.
It will give you
So much emotions
Then left you emotionless.
And it is always nice
To be in love.
The idea of love is always a fascinating thing to me. It's diverse and always change. And to be in loved and be loved is a great concept.
Mar 2018 · 401
One Last Ink
mumu Mar 2018
One last ink
And this semester will end
One last ink
Pass or fail will be gone
One last ink
And I will be free from this cage
They set me in
One. Last. Ink
One step forward
To the real world—
Of another papers
Of uneven failures
Of money—
Am I ready for this?
I need another bottle of ink.
Thinking of graduation in college and me working in corporate world makes me dizzy. I'm not ready, and I'm still not sure when I'll be
Feb 2018 · 444
Summer
mumu Feb 2018
It's summer time again!
Time to pretend we are kids then.
Sun, ice cream and beach at full colors,
Oh what a good time to forget our old lovers!

The sunlight touches our skin
So warm, so mean.
Let those ice cream melt on road
Play with water, find some toad!

Let'***** the highway with no map,
Until we find a place where day and night has no gap.
Let's sleep under the night sky.
Have three a.m. conversation until we cry.

Forget the heartache, forget the pain.
Leave those memories, be insane.
Because it's summer time again,
Time to pretend we are kids then.
It's almost summer here in PH. Oh! My favorite season!
Feb 2018 · 349
Untitled Poem for Mama
mumu Feb 2018
Her touch makes me warm.
I came back from the coldest fight,
She rub her hand and heat me up.
Told me I deserved to rest but not to quit.

Her words makes me cry.
Every day she shout the bad ones,
But she never fails to whisper the goods.
"I'm always here for you" she mumbles.

Her love hurts me.
She deserved one hundred percent affection,
But I gave her zero attention.
"Take care" she always say.

"I love you, Mama"
Why I can't say these words to you?
Love you always, Ma. ♡♡♡
Feb 2018 · 819
804-HOPE
mumu Feb 2018
I have a million words to say
How I'm hollow today.
Yet, no one can hear me.

But,

If I drown myself into water
To washed away this aches forever,
Will you see my worth?

If tonight, I drank this seven pills
To stop this heart that kills,
Will see my pain?

If I hang myself in the ceiling
To end this empty feeling
Will you wish to fixed me?

Because,

I tried to be a conqueror.
I tried to be a survivor.
But, no one is here to be my listener.
To my fellow Filipino, if you are having a hard time right now and thinking to end things, stop. Please. 804-4673, the HOPE hotline is here for you. Ready to listen, ready to help you.
Remember, you are not alone.
Feb 2018 · 2.2k
Better than that
mumu Feb 2018
You have red, blue, and white pills on your hand
Drink it up and make it stop
All the pains in your heart.
But, you are better than that.
Better than the people who called your body.
Better than the people who called you ugly.
Cause you are wanted.

You have knife on your hand,
Ready to cut your wrists
Bleed out all those aches and worries.
But, you are better than that.
Better than your problems.
Better than your miseries.
Cause you are important.

You have rope on your hand,
Lace it around your neck
Drown your mind, drown your demons.
But, you are better than that.
Better than your ugly thoughts.
Better than the voices in your head.
Cause you are not alone.

And you did the best for staying alive.
mumu Jan 2018
This is not a poem.
This is just a clichè story
About a girl.
A girl who always laugh.
Who always smile.
Who is always full of happiness.
About the same girl
Who also cry every night.
Who's broken inside.
Who always wanted to die.
This is just a clichè story.

This is not a poem.
This is a hidden plot
Of that girl
Living in a clichè story.
Where she enters to the house
Of unexpcted people
They tell nothing to her
That make her so unease
But someone says;
"It is okay to cry if wanted to"
So,
She cry. Cry. Cry. And cry
For the reason of nothing she is crying
They let her cry.
They let her tell her story.
They are just there.
Not just watching,
Not talking.
Not judging.
They are just there.
Not just watching.
Only listening
Only understanding.
They are the people
She always wanted to have.

This is not a poem.
This is just a clichè story,
Having a fake hidden plot—
Let's make it real.
To my unexpected people, THANK YOU :)
Jan 2018 · 258
How Are You Today?
mumu Jan 2018
How are you today?
"I am okay."
Okay?!
You're a bad liar.
Is crying every night okay?
Is having financial problem okay?
Is being pressured to find job okay?
Is feeling left alone in the crowd okay?
Is feeling being unwanted okay?
Is having suicidal thoughts okay?
You are not okay.
And it is okay,
Not to be okay.
So tell me,
How are you today?
Jan 2018 · 551
ALL HEARTS ARE BEAUTIFUL
mumu Jan 2018
All hearts are beautiful.
They are all different,
But all of them are beautiful.
There are hearts
That are so pure.
Innocent,
Need to be kept.
Some are fragile,
That faces so many pains.
So, handle it with care.
There are hearts
That is so strong.
Can stand alone,
But still wishing for protection.
There are also scared heart.
Mad heart.
Sad heart.
But,
Whatever heart
You have inside
Remember,
All hearts are beautiful
And so, it must be loved.
I'm still figuring out what kind of heart I have and I guess I have the "scared" one. But when the time that I figured out what kind of heart I have, may someone be there to accept it. :)
Jan 2018 · 487
The Depression Day
mumu Jan 2018
One day morning,
The birds are chirping.
The flowers are blooming.
I say "Hi" to my friends
Laugh with them.
One day morning
I am okay.

That day afternoon
The sky turns to gray
Cold wind blows
Rain starts to fall
I don't want to see my friends
That day afternoon
I'm not okay.

That evening night
No moon shining
No stars twinkling
I am ignoring my friends calls
I just cry for no reason
I feel empty, I feel nothing
That evening night
I know I'm not gonna be okay

But,

That evening night
I'm still wishing to be okay.
With or witout depression, we all wanted to be okay, to be in peace. One day, we all can be. :)
Jan 2018 · 1.5k
call her by her name
mumu Jan 2018
a woman shouldn't be called by sweet names,
'cause she can also be bitter when neglected.
a woman shouldn't be called a princess or a queen,
'cause she can also be a knight when hurt.
a woman shouldn't be called love,
'cause she can also use her intelligence to know of you are cheating.
a woman should be called by her name,
'cause it is the most lovely thing she will hear from the man she loves.
Personally, if I get involved into a relationship, I prefer to be called by my name. I just love the thought that man you love says your name over and over with such love and affection :)

PS. I really enjoy lower case in writing my poems. :)
mumu Dec 2017
This is who you are.
Beautiful—
No. You are not.
You are Ugly.
To be specific
You are a girl full of insecurities.
You are a girl full of envy in veins—
Yes. You are.
Are you Self worth?
Are you Confident?
You are not.
Are you the girl who always compare herself to others?
Are you the girl who cannot standout?
Are you the girl who cannot make her own light?
Yes you are.
Are you loved?
No.
You are not wanted.
(Don't forget to read it backward :))

This new year, let us have a new perspective about your self. You are beautiful. Please remember that.
Dec 2017 · 612
Go Ahead
mumu Dec 2017
Go ahead, sing your heart out
      from all the pain and miseries.

Go ahead, cry out loud
      to take away the sadness.

Go ahead and shout
      all the madness you have.

Go ahead and live now.
      That's how life really works.
It is may be clichè but somewhat is true that life is not a series of happiness, actually, most of the time it is a series of sadness, madness, pain and heartaches. But after those, smile and be happy and proud that you overcome all of it. :)
mumu Dec 2017
I'm sorry for letting you down,
It is not my intention to make you drown.
I'm sorry for giving you that sore,
I'm just scared to have feelings, more.
I'm sorry for letting you expect,
I know you can't give me your respect.
But what I show you was real.
Those happiness when I'm with you is what I really feel.
Thank you for those attention,
Those love that you always mention.
Maybe you and me are not better,
Maybe you is perfect with another.
Just don't forget you have a place in my heart.
Maybe us will never be permanent apart.
Dec 2017 · 362
Still Untitled
mumu Dec 2017
We keep on finding ourselves,
Tho we are not lost.

We keep on searching our half,
Yet we are complete.

We keep on looking for love in others,
But we never try to look in ourselves.
Just like beauty,  love also starts within you.  Don't look it to others, look into your own heart
Dec 2017 · 371
Untitled
mumu Dec 2017
As I lay my back
Under the beautiful night sky,
I always see your face.
Your eyes like black hole,
Smile close to crescent moon.
The light face like sun.
You have eight moles, right?
Three aligned under left eye
One under your crooked nose
Above your right arching eyebrow
Another near your deep dimple
Lastly, inside your right eye.
Mercury. Venus. Earth. Mars. Jupiter.
Saturn. Neptune. Uranus. Don't forget,
Pluto is in your jaw.
I know it's funny, isn't?
That I see the universe.
Everytime I glance to you,
I want to cup and
Hold your face of galaxy.
But please, always remember this—
You're not my Milky Way
More than that, you are
My green mountain of trees,
My floating dandelion in summer,
My calming sounds of rain—
You are not just Universe,
You're my love, my Home.
I really love the universe and in it that is why it is always part of my every writings.
mumu Dec 2017
"Click!" the door says.
As I open it, our eyes met.
Is this "Love at first sight" what I felt
Or it is just the cold wind that makes my skin shiver?
I walk fast to the blue you--
Eyes full of emotion, skin so soft
Nose that cringe and lips can I kiss-- kiss?
Alas! Is this love?

Time's hands run so fast.
3 years and I'm still mesmerized--
Your presence makes my stomach ache,
Your looks always makes me melt,
Your voice, Oh! my favorite sound.
Tell me, do you ever felt that to me too?
Written 2 years ago. The first time I fell in love to someone who can't love me back
Dec 2017 · 181
Born
mumu Dec 2017
I was born
To love
Sunflowers
Unicorns
Rainbows
Pastel colors
Summer
Day
Lipsticks
Love Songs
Then,
I met you
And
You taught me
Dandelions
Ravens
Meteor showers
Black
Rain
Night
Poems
Rock music
Then,
I fell inloved
With everything
That you taught
And
I realized
I was born
To love you.
Dec 2017 · 164
Breathe In, Breathe Out
mumu Dec 2017
Learn to breathe in,
Not just the air filled with Oxygen but also
The calmness.
The positivity.
The joy and happiness.
The love.
The contentment.
The beauty of life.

Learn to breathe out.
Not just the air full
Of carbon dioxide but also
The stress.
The negativity.
The sadness and anger.
The hate.
The insecurities.
The **** of life.
Dec 2017 · 1.4k
Self Love
mumu Dec 2017
She was like a blooming flower
That shines every summer.
With the wind
That flows in her hair
And stars that sparkles
In her eyes
And the crescent moon
That curves in her lips
She made everyone
Look to her twice.
No, she is not inlove to anyone
She love that finally,
She learned to love herself
Beauty starts with you. Learn to love yourself first and beauty will show without you even knowing.
Dec 2017 · 255
Fly
mumu Dec 2017
Fly
When she was 5,
Her only dream was to fly—
Like a bird wandering the world,
Like a butterfly dancing with the flowers
A bug playing with the wind.

She's finally 18
And still wishing to fly—
Away from sadness,
From heartaches
From pains.
And for a second,
She lived with her dreams
And vanished with it then.

— The End —