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leeannejjang Nov 2017
Mali bang piliin mo ako sa gitna ng kaguluhan ito?
Mali nga ata.
Dahil sa gitna ng kaguluhan ng puso mo iba ang nakita mo.

Mali ba piliin mo ako?
Mali nga ata.
Dahil sa pagbabalik ng nakaraan mo nakalimutan mo ako.

Mali ba na minahal mo ako?
Mali nga ata.
Dahil ang bilis mo bitawan ako.

Mali ba sabihin ko sa sarili ko hindi na kita mahal?
Mali ata.
Dahil hanggang ngayon sumasakit pa din ang puso ko sa pagmamahal ko sau.

Mali ba na magalit ako sayo?
Mali ata.
Dahil sa likod ng masasakit n salita nabitawan ko, nais ko pa din sabihin mahal kita.

Mali ba na pakinggan ko sila?
Mali ata.
Dahil alam ng puso ko ano gusto ko.

Mali ba?
Mali ba lahat ng nasimulan natin?
Dahil kung oo, tang ina tadhana to.
Mali nga ba talaga? O nadala lang tayo ng emosyon hindi natin npaghandaan
#b
Monique Oct 2017
They said to stay away from those that grew up on survival and not love.
That those individuals are too broken to love or they'll hurt you because their past was too tough.
That the daddy and mommy issues clings onto them like a leach,
Altering their thoughts, moods, decisions,
They're the people that got heaven and hell in them and you dare not to get close to them.
They're selfish.
They won't keep you up at 2 am so you can hug on their sorrow,
They won't leave trails of destruction in your chat so you can kiss them tomorrow.
They won't change their image so you can feel a different energy,
They won't half love you no matter how ugly your soul may be.
Instead they will push you away repeatedly and love you from a distance because they know if you come any closer, you'll see them for who they really are.
Mentally they're gone so far but they're here feeding on the emotions of false love and happiness to keep them holding on from letting go.
They're afraid that you'll see how weak they really are when their lungs are so tired of pumping something they don't know.
They don't know what it is to feel love in their bloodstream that they get so high off affection.
They don't know how to enjoy a plate of food because the inside of their stomach tie into knots of neglect they refuse to mention.
They don't know how to smile with sincerity because everything that supposed to bring them happiness destroys them in the most blissful way.
They don't know what it is to kiss your wounds because their wounds went unseen everyday.
Don't love somebody with daddy or momma issues they say.
But I say to love them so deep that they forget what it's like to breathe the oxygen that once tore them apart day by day..


-dpk
#b
Sombro Sep 2017
B
B-B-B-B
Bedtime now
B-B
B-B
B-Brush your teeth
B-B
B-B
Break your own rules
Stay up late
B-B
B-B
Bedtime now

B-B
Breathe
B-B
Breathe
Tomorrow you'll get back late
B-B
Broken phone
B-B
Broken
No time to fix it
B-B
Bedridden at the office
B-B
B-B
B-B
B-B



B
a little bit more like art this one, if I do say so myself. I'm trying to draw attention to the action of making the 'B' sound, the monotony of saying it over and over again, as well as the mundane and slightly sinister nature of the phrases between. This is about as close to the kind of poetry I was taught at school as I think I'm gonna get...

Edit - I just realised reading 'B' over and over again makes me question the very look of the letter 'B' - consider that part of the message.
Mohd Arshad Jul 2017
Window opens to salubrious breeze
Tucked away at, waiting to be hailed
Just to get in and cool the mind
That is boiling like water in a container
That has been since long, and in such times
Even a single minute is a summer noon.
This is what mankind has failed to decipher
And to get a find better injection or capsule
At the right moment so that the life
That was marooned can be on sail again.
As the wind was fresh I switched on my cell
And mother was smiling to know in a lucid way
I was normal and back on delayed duites.
This
#b
Abeja Reina Jan 2017
There is no greater tragedy then
that which slips from our fingers.
Without reason or rhyme,
without tender goodbyes.
Your eyes filled with the sea,
your heart ebbs with the tide.
Those things that whisper soft,
that tickle the skin
and are lead by desire.
Fill dreaming minds, with lush waves
of the sweetest afterglow.
Any reasoning why, flew away
on the dark wings of the night,
and carry no weight.
Abeja Reina Jan 2017
I BLAME YOU AT&T;!!
For all the tears my baby must be crying thinking I am not there.
For all the calls he is trying to send me and I do not get YOU AT&T;!!
For all the lovely text message I am positive he is desperately sending me, YOU AT&T;!!

For all the "Good morning beautiful's " his strong hands are furiously texting me each and every day AT&T;!!
For all those wonderful "I love you's" he has to be trying fruitlessly to send me throughout the long and lonely days, YOU AT&T;!!
For all the " I miss you baby's" my sweet love must be tearfully hoping I will get, YOU AT&T;!!
I BLAME YOU AT&T;!!
Abeja Reina Jan 2017
There are moons I have not yet seen
Glassy ponds I have not swam in
Songs my soul has yet to hear
Love I have not felt
Arms that have not held me
Kisses that I so badly need
There are so many things I have not had
A life of happy experiences waiting to be had
Abeja Reina Jan 2017
When you wipe away the tears of failed dreams...
you see your reality is far more beautiful than any false hope
When you wipe away the tears of failed dreams...
you see your true supporters are standing right beside you
When you wipe away the tears of failed dreams...
you see the arms that were waiting for you all along
When you wipe away the tears of failed dreams...
you open your heart to a lasting love
by B. Peterson
Abeja Reina Nov 2016
Rescued from the river of empty promises
My heart saved from a jagged death.

Your strong arms carried my lifeless being. Your broad shoulder cradled my weary head. Your kind and loving face gave me hope.

I ask you only to make me no empty promises I've had too many of those and please just be yourself I don't need a false Romeo. I have no need of ephemeral enchantment to make me swoon. All I need is a genuinely real and honest man.

The strength of your heart emanates a pure light so intense it melts all my fears of past forsaken loves.

And together we will swim in the warm caressing ocean of love abiding souls.
By: B. Peterson
Sam Sep 2016
Im not jealous of you,
Im not jealous of her.
I dont like you like that anymore.
What I am jealous of, is what you both have.
You have a relationship.
Someone to hold you,
Someone to cuddle with,
Someone to give soft kisses to,
and Someone to be yourself around.
I'm over you,
just not over it.
#b
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