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 Aug 2015 Sydney Victoria
jerely
Ukitin ang namumuong salita ng iyong pag-ibig
Wari'y ipikit ang iyong mga mata
Kung tadhana'y nakalaan,
Sa tamang oras at panahon.

Pagkat ang buwan at ang araw;
Ay namumukod tangi sa ulap
At hangga't maaaring tanaw ay abutin.

Silipin sa aking palad;
ang kapalarang mapaglaro.
Sa ihip ng hanging amihan
Ito'y dumaan man hanggang tanaw mo'y maabot sa kalagitnaan ng daigdig.
Yung tipong aanurin ka na ng karagatan.
Kahit umulan man o umaraw
Yung tipong paghihiwalayin kayo ng landas.
Pero sa kabila ng lahat,
ito'y babalik sa tamang panahon.


(English Translation)

Court The Heart

**Carve the coagulating words of your love.
As eyes closed,
Whether, destiny reserve the heart,
that fall in love at the right time.
Whereas the moon and the sun;
the only exceptional top of the skies &
As long as I could reach the scenery.

Glanced at my palm hands;
That playful act of fate.
As the breeze of the cooling air
Whisper the touching soul of yours,
Reaching as much as it could.
Between the World we knew it'll still hold you back from time to time.
&
Even if the ocean will drown us apart
Even if the sun shines nor we soak at the rain
&
Even if the path would break us apart,
Still we could turn back at the right time.
It took me to translate it into english though there are words that I need to change/adding it in my own way of translating the tagalog/filipino language.
Well one of my works that I enjoyed writing on :)

"Court" means way of getting his/her heart wins. It also means pursuing the person that you like.

Jerelii
August 17, 2015
Copyright
Exhausting are the questions
That just cannot be known
The ceiling of thinking
Is far below the soul

Yet wash it all over me
The legends and the myths
The folklore of my ancestors
The euphoric magical gifts

The goddesses
Who restore balance
The gods
Who direct our flights
My atheist heart can't dismisse
Such possibilities
At the end of life...
in dancing shoes
and sparkling laces,
the puppet leans

in a shed string net
- comets' tails blown
like a last match
in the night of snow.

the puppeteer never was.
she tugged the chords
and watched him drift.

she leans, but to rise
a melancholic moon
in strings of orange gold.
17.08.2015
(a cluster of 10W)



When
      dusk
             is
       nigh

and
    creamy
             full
          moon's
               up
         high

:::::::
think light,
      ::::::  close your eyes

imagine skies,
       ::::::  then, slowly... s  i  g  h

::::::::

dark
    silence
            bares
       holes...

...opens
      dialogue
              'tween
                   man
                and
           soul

::::::::

inner
     self
         whispers,
                "patch
           h o l e s  ---

...amend
         ways--    
             again,
                   be
        w h o l e ---                            

::::::::

rise---when hurled to the ground
life---is a merry-go-round                                    
::::::::

...now,
      feel---
         night's
                soothing  
          calm ~ ~ ~

...nurtures
             soul    
                 like
         healing
    balm ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::­::::::


Sally

Copyright July 8, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***Good night, folks, hope you all have sweet dreams!***
 Aug 2015 Sydney Victoria
Mahadin
Every night in rem sleep my neuron signals ,
And brain waves to her heart,
And electrodes carry us to a moonlit secret forest.
A forest that echoes love to get more intimate.
The silver beam melting my Iove to her rose bud lips,
The stars are falling down closet to earth,
The trees alone were exquisite,
They tangled to divine.
I walk with my mid night fairy ,my lost soulmate ,
I dive in her eyes and treasure my endless passion .
She Whisper with a warm breathe saying my Love, I breath in ,
And my heart keeps beating with her eternal love
I feel to canvas her with all sheds, and live in ,
Coz I am the God's lonely man .....
"I like you. But I have no idea how you feel about me.
And if we became lovers how different would our friendship be?
I've been hurt so many times, lost faith that love lasts forever.
I'm afraid to lose our friendship, just to be together.
Not sure if I should tell you, or just let it be?
They say love finds each other, Ill just wait and see."
-unknown
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