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 May 2015 ns
katrina paula
-ay!
 May 2015 ns
katrina paula
Paikot-ikot
Ang sayaw sa damuhan
Ng mga paang walang patutunguhan
Paulit-ulit
Ang pagbigkas sa musika
Ng tinig na sintonadong plaka
Patay-sindi-ay!
ang kalituhan sa katauhan
Ng tibukin ng taong makasalanan
 May 2015 ns
katrina paula
Sa pag-uwi
Babaunin ko ang tunog
Ng iyong hampas sa dalampasigan
Isisilid sa'king puso
Ang tubig-alat ng iyong kagandahan
Kung kailan nagsimula ang kabaliwan
 May 2015 ns
jeffrey conyers
It's hard, to admit the stupidity of a few.
But facts points out many are surrounding you.
Wearing a badge and a gun.
Some referred too, as the weak ones.

But problems lies, with the police force that doesn't see the picture clear.
Or holds onto not admitting the truth.
Until the fan of flames hit the news.

When do you see females officers in a racial disturbance
Or hardly any minorities in serious conflict with the public.

It's the white male.
Many , still in need of people skills.
Some more when their racism gets revealed.

Still , the forces and chief, acts ignorant to the truth.
Even when its staring direct , at you.

Black males and white males acts totally different when approached.
Especially black males, who hadn't done anything at all?
It's easy to say be quiet and don't speak.

But the reality lies in the truth to accept facts.
Certain groups acts different.
So instructional approach lies in force training.

It's like treating the president or the governor.
Which many knows is different than the average citizen.
Sure racial profiling goes on.
And obviously, the forces not going to admit it at all.

It's like opening a can of worms of trouble.

But goes deeper than this.
When you see other officers acting without common sense.
And you ponder why some seeks revenge.

The white male that represent to many minorities the image of that Bull Connor crew of segregation.
Who got exposed?
Across all the United States for unwarranted abuse.

Which we see constantly.

Now this isn't to say some criminals doesn't get pulled over.
Cause many times, this is when you find that wanted troublemaker.
But random and routine, is simply a scheme constantly used.

But only when it serves a purpose.

It shouldn't be hard to admit white officers that's male.
Doesn't have people skills to handle certain situation.
Oh, the jury is mainly made up of their peers.
Which all together reveals another truth.

Many , are of their kind.
And put many of any race together many begins to acts blind.
Just comprehend racism of any kind doesn't solve a thing.

Never had.
Never will.
 May 2015 ns
Keith Lumapas
True
 May 2015 ns
Keith Lumapas
an eternity to wait and a life time to fulfill

a picture of your face in my heart is instilled

with my endless nights and my lonely days

u came from nowhere & shined like the suns rays



a new hope for my withering soul

death was upon me, i could hear the bell toll

i was lost and hopeless looking for a sign

and there you were as the universe aligned



if only you know what this means to me

i may not be with you, but i thank you eternally

i will pull the moon down and all of the stars

just to be with you wherever you are



i cant find the words to say

or even explain what i felt that day

there is no poem that i could ever write

how you changed my wrongs into everything right



but all these words i could never say

because i fear that it might just scare you away

although i really wish that you would feel it too

when i stare into your eyes to let you know it's true
 May 2015 ns
niamh
Passion (haiku)
 May 2015 ns
niamh
I brought the matches
And you lit the touch paper.
The flames consumed us.
First attempt at a haiku
 May 2015 ns
Keva Minus
Can I wear your heart?
Maybe I'll just try it on.
If it fits, it's mine!
Open up your heart to me.  Maybe we belong together....Maybe.
Love is such a gamble, you win some you lose some.
If you find a love that fits you perfect, try not to let it go!

By: Keva Minus ©
 May 2015 ns
Estherzz21
Narrator.
 May 2015 ns
Estherzz21
The dust begin to compile,
from the story you gave me.
The dust begin to vanish,
as the story begins to burn.

It was white as snow,
black as the windowsill,
and red as blood, the princess.
**The story ends, as the narrator smiled.
To feel is human nature,
and so is to lose.
 May 2015 ns
Keith Lumapas
like a story that finished with lose ends

cuts like a knife with a wound to mend

one thousand nights with tears falling

with only one name that he is calling



in the middle of the dark all on his own

the memories flashes back in a mellow tone

with every beat that synch with his pain

a bitter sweet symphony inside remains



with all his might he lets it go

like a water fall he lets it flow

there's no easy way out from this predicament

nothing else will work.. not even a replacement



as time passed by he realized all this

all is worth it even if sometimes you miss

for the pain he feels will soon subside

and look for that happiness he once found inside



so he closed his eyes and said these words

"nothing else is more important in this world

but to keep pushing forward and to be free.

once I lived for you...  now I live for me"
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