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julius Sep 2021
threading my fingers through your pink hair
warm silence rises out of open mouths
rose skin and water lilies float above water
solEmn oaSis Nov 2020
Sa lahat ng mga bumati
gayon din po sa mga nakaalala
Ngayon ako po'y tumabi
Sa gilid, kalakip ang Pagpapala
ramdam man ang talab
ng Araw sa aking balat
Tila ba hapding may Alab
na dulot ng tama ng Bala
itong Nilalaman ng aking isip
at nais mailipad ng aking pisi
yaring mga katagang may talas
Ngunit sa Tugmaan po ay salat
Gayon ma'y ipinaaabot ko pa rin sa Tala
Sa tulong ng hanging merong tubig alat
Ngunit di kailan man mangangalawang
ang taos puso kong pasasalamat sa lahat
sapagkat paikot-ikotin man ang radar..
.......Ang radar ay radar pa rin
kahit pa takasan at baliktarin!

Sa ating lahat...Umagang Kay ganda
Simula na muli ng bagong pag-asa

©November 02,2020
"Are we not drawn onward?"
A pleasant good morning here
also have a blessed every single day to everyone and....
"drawn onward to new era"
S I N Dec 2019
I write this to get your attention,
This piece doesn’t convey any meaning
Whatsoever; this one is just for your love;
For sometimes I need this; just as you are
In need of love and
Oh my
It’s hard not to laugh at the view of a
Space expanding ever
Oh sh f it s hard to strain oneself
Ohhhhh haha haha
Oh you can’t
Thou canst not even picture it
O my head so a jumble man
Yo bruh sez myman how come you are so high so low so late time eh
Oh it bothers you you little sh
Come here and I ******>The broken glass and spilled kvas
I was just a child that time
The splinters in my ankles and thighs
It hurts all the same
I forgot what it was all about
Never mind
Happy new cycle
Piece **** pls
FLESH Dec 2019
Life has been
over time

I have this raw drive, hot
from the yellow Sun,
and with feet still lazy
the Moon is pushing me
to run fast

Live enormously
Stop pleasing mean friends
Who reveal nothing sad
Their one lie is yet to be used up
Alaa Oct 2019
A greater cause,
means a better life.
Or atleast so they voice.
But how do you fight for what is right;
when all you dispose of is knife?

I ask myself who is my greatest enemy?
Is it me, myslef, or I?
Mybe all I need is a remedy.
To make all the wrong rectify.

I know that all of what I am capabe of holding is a weapon.
But how do you use such a thing when you can't tell the difference between your foe and your allies?
All I see are demons who seem to have come from the heart of heaven.
But afetr all, isn't that everybodies homeland. Even the devil knows all of its alleys.

But mybe weapons as deadly as they can be,
are the more or less something like you and me.
Mybe they weren't found for the unique cause of killing.
Pedro Reyes made weapon in art fullfilling.

What was war's greatest tool.
Has now become harmony's moor.
What was used in fights caused by sheer unreason.
Has now brought all people even.

All those cries,
all those tries.
And I still can't realize:
what on earth can possibly be my cause.
Pedro Reyes is a mexican artist who's most famous for making musical instruments out of weapons
Riz Mack Sep 2019
she doesn't care
about my hair
or my car
she's only in it
for the size
of my
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