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Desire Nov 2023
Been stressed.  Been depressed.
Been too depleted to decompress.
Had my issues and lost my way.
Lost myself trying not to stray.
Had some highs. Had some lows.
Had some smiles to put on some shows.
From sleepless nights to morning daze.
From not eating food to stress weight-gains.
I’ve had little-to-nothing to my name;
Suffered silently in my shame.
Been misvalued and disregarded,
or inconsiderably bombarded.
Been tried and been tested. Even been disrespected,
but the bomb inside still hasn’t blown.
I’ve done my part with the love I’ve shown.
If rejected or not well-received, then
shake the dust off of your feet and leave,
‘cause while the love you have for them is real,
so is loving yourself and keeping your soul at peace.

You can only do so much for others. Love yourself enough not to give up or quit. & when life hits, hit back 🥊 💛
You’ve gone far for others. Make sure to take care of yourself too. #balance #boundaries #love #peace #knowyourworth 👌🏽✌🏽
11-18-23
ky Jul 2023
I'd rather be hard-to-get
and end up with a guy
who's willing to fight for me
than be easy
and end up with someone
who doesn't truly deserve me.
Bella Isaacs Feb 2022
I've been falling
Or rather standing
Before you
And falling in your eyes
And rising in your eyes
And too due
To tell you
That it's true
I've left the plain
Secure and sane
And I endure pain
Quiet and vain
Loud and bold
The old tales told
Of lovers like I
And still I try
And all
Will fall
Or maybe it's all the other way about -
It's only that I'm flying, and you're not.
CarolineSD Jan 2022
She strikes the keys with shaking hands
Letting the tears spill out
Trying to capture everything she is scared to lose;
To paint him
Or her
And this star-filled night
Before it dies
Before it dies
Before it dies

But, beautiful one,
The glory is not out there for you to grasp
Like sand through broken glass.
You are not subject to the magic of the muse
Or the heart-tones of his laugh.

Your magic enchants these forms against an ordinary
Gray horizon.

The light was always yours.

The exquisite power of your words is yours
And not ours to dictate,
Nor to own.

What we see bled across the paper
Isn't just the majesty of the things
You love,
But the beautiful mystery of your own, tremendous spirit and its
Giving capacity to love
Coloring an open tundra.

So write on, poets,
As you feel compelled by the music of your soul
Write on and never let anyone demean
Or control
The visions that are yours,
Built and translated through the glory of your own
Enchanted
Spirit.
I always thought the magic came from them, but suddenly, I realized,
it came from me.
A letter to myself
A letter to you, poets.
Lily Oct 2021
sparklers are for the people who
love more
than they could ever
be loved in return,
for the ones who
exhaust
extinguish
their own light for others
to only appreciate them
for a moment and then
be forgotten,
for those who run out in rainstorms
for people who won’t even
stay with them in the sunshine,
for the ones who wait until
everyone around them is shining before they
ignite their light and glow.
but you can’t live by just
borrowing love for an instant or
living with the
ashes of other’s achievements;
you die a fresh death every time you listen to
those voices
that crash down on you like hail until
you’re too numb to move
you’re too over it to try
you’re too cold to ignite
at all.
know your worth :)
JL Nov 2020
Para Sa Mga Umasa..... TAMA NA!!
By: Lovely Joy / September 2020

Ilang araw at buwan na rin ang dumaan
Mga araw na pinagdaanan at naranasan
Na nagbigay ng aral, pasakit, kalungkutan
Pero nangibabaw pa rin ang kasiyahan
Salamat sa alaala at nakaraan, kaibigan.

Kalahati ng aking tula'y naabot na rin
Ilang piyesa, ilang titik, ilang salita na ang nabitawan
Pakiramdam ko mauubusan na ako ng letra
Pero handa naman akong maubusan
Kung ang paglalaanan ng aking pagiging makata ay IKAW.

Naalala mo pa noong huling tinanong kita ng "Ayaw mo na maayos?"
Ni isang salita wala akong narinig mula sa'yo.
Sabi natin noon, laban lang tayo hanggang dulo
Siguro nga eto na yung dulo.
Siguro oras na... oras na...
Susubukan kong kalimutan ka na
Kahit sobrang sakit sa akin ang talikuran ka.
Bibitawan ko na ang natitirang "sana"
At pakakawalan ko na ang paniniwalang "baka.”

Dapat ko ng tanggapin na hindi tayo para sa isa’t-isa
Sabi nga sa isang kanta, pinagtagpo pero hindi itinadhana
Natatagpuan pero nakatakda ring umalis.
Merong babalik, at meron din na maglalaho na lang.
Oo nga't mahal kita..... mahal...pa... kita...
Mahal kita, pero siguro tama na.
Love your self. ♥♥♥
Ronza Jairy Sep 2020
Sin
Giving precious time
to those who don't honour it
is a wasteful sin
Samantha Babe Jun 2020
I was the sunshine that they called
In a call, I would be there
In smiles, I could share laughter
In cries, I would be willing to be your shoulder
Everything you expected would be my pleasure
Even in hearts, I would be at my best
Time can be my friend
In every seconds, I would make it count just to be with you
Cause that is the right thing, right?
When everybody seems to disagree
You can count on me
I would never fail you
Even if it is too much sometimes
Like a suffocation in a sleep
I woke up like feeling nothing from the night
But ****, that's not even appropriate!
I'm a slave to someone's emotion
I look highly to people without looking my own
They're already stabbing my back
Their favors that I was so blind were just a gratification to their selfish needs
With the smiles they show was a lure
All they had to do was to pick me in their convenience
I had a purpose according to them
I was the cheerleader.
But I woke up
After all this time, I know how to get tired of everyone
The sunshine is now a cloud
Sometimes in vast colors, sometimes in hard pouring rain
I was greatly unfair to my younger self
But it's not too late to walk away
Cause what is important is that you have woke up from blindness
And to know what is really you deserve for the world.
This is dedicated to the people who used & maltreated us, took us for granted and so unreal to our genuinity.
the day you left,
you forgot to close the door

you didn’t say goodbye,
and you left my heart sore

I’ve kept on wondering
why, from you, I got no consideration,
why you had to leave me in devastation

first, it seemed obscure
but now I see, you’re just a boy
trying to grow up, so immature

and I might push other men away
because of the scars you’ve left on me
because I’m afraid that just like you, 

they will use my feelings to play

so, in order to give myself some closure
I’m going to close that door
and you might have won the battle,
but I have won the war.

- gio, 16.06.2020
dani Apr 2019
Women are unconsciously unaware of their powers
We are all filled with so much passion and affection
We could move mountains with our souls
If they were set on fire
Foreign factors will try to creep into our minds
And convince us
That we are worthless
The reason behind it
Is that there is nothing in this world
That could truly carry us women
We must empower ourselves
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