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Ako nga ba'y walang kapareha?
Bakit nga ba nag-iisa?
Patuloy lamang tangay ng alon
Walang ibang nais dumaong

Pahina'y lilisanin na
Aasang mayroon pa ring pahinga
Puso ko'y pagod na
Luha ay tumila na
Para sa mga taong naghihintay pa rin
Aa Harvey May 2019
Lost soul.


Time is screaming; wish I was dreaming.
I am fading and you will only forget about me.
No more singing, no more playing;
No more laughing…I never took the time to live.
We fade away if we live as ghosts;
Our empty souls leave us without hope.


A hollow knight’s armour; a book without contents;
Counting years; too soon to reach the end.
The sky no longer has a sun and I am without love;
I have seen the full stop and I have been left emotionally stunned.


Until this point, there was no point.
Only now do I wish I could always make the right choice.
All my choices used up; all cures do not exist.
My voice has been lost;
Words upon the wind…
No exit strategy.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey May 2019
Vanished


As I walk through these gates ahead,
I am left, I am left; I am left behind.
In this cold world when there is nothing but regrets,
I fall to my knees to pray, all I can say is why?


As the beauty shines from up above,
I am alone in fields of thorns, waiting on a sign.
In a land of darkness, I am searching for true love,
But there is nothing out there to be found, all the flowers have died.


The roses I carry are wilting away,
The basket I made has holes throughout.
The hope I once had will never find me again
And as I fall I can no longer carry on, there is too much to doubt.


When I look up into the night sky,
All I see is an empty galaxy; we are alone in this life.
A single moon shines down upon me from way up high,
But I am without direction, because I am left broken
And I am without light.


My soul is calling out; wishes are the only words I have left.
I need to find myself a place where only I exist.
This place of humanity is without, all promises, never said.
As the darkness surrounds me I am buried by my regrets.


A haunting voice whispers in the wind
And I can hear the shadows calling my name.
A single whisper that is forever becoming,
Ten thousand voices; echoes remain.


Bones are all I have beneath my skin,
I have ejected all my feelings onto paper.
When the moon disappears behind a black cloud I begin,
To close my eyes, I vanish beneath,
The words that I shouted…into the never.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey May 2019
Empty being


I only exist inside a hole of depression.
There is no light here, so there is no will or feelings to mention.
I am not getting enough sun to make me smile.
Love is invisible; I have no number on speed dial.
No-one to call on, to hold me close,
No partner in life, no hope for my soul,
Only endless nights.
No love in sight, nothing is right,
Keep your polite encouragement and positive words,
I am no longer listening…


I cannot speak to her.
The grand-father clock melts into a puddle of oil.
The plans of adventure continually foiled.
All hope has disappeared, gone with the wind.
I am clock not-working, no key,
No turning, only ever heading down,
Into my self-portrait image;
The tears of a clown.


Some would say it is misfortune;
I would say let’s give it a miss.
Some would say it will get better soon;
I quietly reply, not without her kiss.


This life is a journey into the unknown,
But I already know how my story goes.
If happiness appears, it is immediately gone.
I see a white swan…
The love bug bites me and breaks my arm.
I see a beautiful flower so I reach out to hold it,
The prickles of roses only leave my heart to bleed,
So I quit.
Keep your love, it will never want me.
I will remain the empty being.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
mysa May 2019
and once again
we thought things would be different

and once again
things were not
gamers i am tired and ready to go home. i miss writing these terrible poems too :,) it's been a little over a year since i wrote my first one and i haven't rly made progress but that's okay. haven't rly been practicing enough to do so. at least im having fun.
Dany The Girl May 2019
How many more children have to die
before we stop believing the lie that
America is safe
and America is great
and that we all live under the rule of a really great guy?
Before all our children don't need to vie
just to survive
going to school and coming out again alive?
Before mental disorders stop being the
brunt end of a joke
and that maybe there might be hope
that those who suffer don't have to walk on a tightrope?
What about when we can start living in harmony?
When we stop judging others and
start shunning dishonorary
acts of violence
acts of hate
and acts of crime before it's to late?
How many more children have to die?
How many?
How many?
How many?
How many???

-Spider
This is getting ridiculous you guys...
Myemail May 2019
In the darkness waiting
Time lingering on
Painful changes making
Bright-eyed sparkle gone
The crease of light is taunting
Restrained and alone
It only leaves me wanting.
Till light around me shone
Cocoon illuminating
Glow of amber tone
As if the shadow hating
Warmed tired weary bones
I stretched there in the morning
A new day had come
Then greeted me beckoning
Two arms I called home
The embrace now seems fleeting
Yet leaned i hard thereon
Toothache May 2019
The letter I never sent,
I write my valentine on my beating heart,
And send a perennial prayer,
That you could know without knowing.

Petals on your doorstep,
But no signature,
Pink Rosehip on your bedsheets,
Spying through your window blinds,
At someone I invented.

A label that travels as my desperations move it,
How I value the sick,
The unnatural,
The corpse and the comfort.

The will to pull me off the train,
The weight of every station,
The ommitance after the deprication,
And the awkward silence after the cosmic joke.

I lust for that iced libation,
The roseate water of ivy and redemption,
A clay to fit inside my insatiable skin hunger,
A welcomed error of continuity in my own beliefs,
And my perennial prayer,
For an ardent antiphon.

-Unabaitingly, The Romantically Inept
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