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What do I do now? I don't even want to think about it, think about
How my life is splitting apart at the seams and all of my panicked
Outcries are doing nothing to stop it.

Amazing, I think, that I've lasted as long as I have.
Maybe this is for the better?

I tell myself, but it tastes like a lie in my mouth.

If I cease to be Caligula, what do I have left
For myself. I am nothing, nothing!

Nobody truly understands that I am losing everything and am
Out of my mind with pain and fury. I can't stop
Thinking, why me? Why is it always me?

Can't I have good luck just one time? I'm not
Asking for much. I'm scared, no, terrified that my
Life is ending quicker than I ever anticipated. I wanted to die
Grandly, in a wild blaze of glory. Not with my whole life
Upturned, sinking slowly, suffering wildly,
Losing what I worked so hard to achieve,
And wishing I could go back and be great one more time.
Written by another para (who, obviously, goes by the name Caligula), in the future/ after I end his suffering and pack the daydream away to start over again
I've always searched the stars
Wondered if there could be something there
for me.
Maybe a home? Maybe an origin?
Maybe even love.
They say we are all made of
stardust.
Then why is it so hard to get along?
How can beings with stars inside of them feel
hate?
So every night, I search the stars,
wondering if, somewhere, maybe, just maybe,
someone is out there,
searching the stars
just like me.
Longing for love.
Family.
A home that is not just a place, though that sounds nice too, but a
feeling, a
person.
Who loves me as fiercely as the sun loves the moon,
so much that we will make an
eclipse
together.
Are these things really written
in the stars?
Written from the perspective of another para, Soren, who's a lot sweeter than Necare
I used to wonder what it was like to be
human.
Used to believe I was a monster simply because of what
I was.
Now I understand.
I choose to be a monster because
they
deserve
it.
I choose to ****, to rip lives apart because of
what they did to mine.
Nothing will ever
be
the
same.
I am not a monster because I am
not
human.
I am not evil because I am
different,
foreign,
unknown.
I am not feared because of my name or my skin, but because of my
rage.
I keep my promises, always.
They deserve what is
coming.
They deserve to see the same destruction they sent
me
and my people.
They deserve to weep, kneeling on the
burnt floor
as they mourn those who were
stolen
from them
cruelly.
And, if I die in the process, then I will
finally reunite
with my family in
Caelum.
My revenge will be as
cruel
as the
names
I was called.
Written by the same para (Necare) grown up/present day.
I wonder what it feels like
to be
human.
Something I have never been and will
never
be.
I wonder what it is like to have a
soul.
Certainly everything must be better when you're human,
right?
Humans look out for each other,
right?
I have never felt like a
monster.
But I know I must be, because people always
told me
I was.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally deserve
to live.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally belong, and no one would
hate me
anymore.
My family says to keep it all
inside.
They say humans are the true
monsters.
But that can't be true.
Can it?
Written from the perspective of one of my paras (Necare) when he was young.
sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang:
sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan
nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman.
sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag;
kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan.
ang mga bituin
                                                          ­                ay kumikislap
    patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi
ang mga bituin ay
  madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                    
                                 kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',
                                                                ­          'di isang buo
                                                             ­                     kun'di isang
                                                                ­                          sansinukob ng:
naghalong emosyon,
'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan,
daan daang kasinungalingan
makapagtago lamang;
sa liwanag niya,                                                            ­            
                                              dahil mas importante siya
dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala,
isang malaking bolang mainit,
nag-aalab,
nakakabulag.

isa kang masokista,
pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init.
isa kang arsonista,
pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy.
'di ka naman nag-iisa
ngunit martyr ako,
at ikaw ang pinili ko.


siya si sol, ikaw si luna,
ako ang mga bituin,





kayo ang naghahabulan,
ako ang kumikislap/
kumukutikutitap/
kumukurap,
ako ang nagbubugulan.
                                                   ­       

                                                        ­               bituing matagal nang patay
ito na ang tuldok
onlylovepoetry Jul 2020
this word love,
heavy with import, alternatively,
falsely called out too breezily,
diminished by over-usage,
till you admit it doesn’t fit
like your formerly fav pair of jeans

stretched, too many stains,
cut for a different body,
a different soul,
a different existence,
a former you

so when the mind and mouth
glimpse a synchronized synapse,
and just ‘bout ready to let the “L”
bomb slip past the guardians of
your own galaxy, you nick time,
modify it to a moderate, but yet
fulfill your need with a differentiated
four letters.


(“Cariño para ti.”)
Care for you.”
2:34 PM
Fri Jul 17
2020
Kent Jul 2020
Hindi ito isang pagpaparinig
Ito ay isang pagpapahiwatig
Na sa oras na aking marinig
Ang malalamig **** tinig
Na sa’kin ay nagpapakilig
Ako ay agad na tumatahimig


Ikaw ay aking pinaamin
Inaway kita at pilit na diniin
Na may nararamdaman o may gusto ka sa’kin
Ang pag-aaway na ito ay itigil natin
Mayroon ka lang sasabihin sa akin
At yun na nga, ikaw ay napaamin rin


Isang araw, aking napag-isipan
Bagay tayo, ikaw ay niligawan
Gusto mo ang gumagawa ng tula
Tatlong tula yan ang aking ginawa
At yun na, sinagot mo’ko bigla



Naging masaya ako, totoo
Naging masaya ako sa piling mo
Nakakalimutan ko lahat ng problema ko
Akala ko palagi tayong masaya
Yun ay panaginip ko lang pala
Ang mahal ko ay may mahal ng iba


Masakit, masakit na wala ng tayo
Pero Masaya, Masaya dahil merong kayo
Galit, galit ako dahil pinipilit ko ang sarili ko sa’yo
Takot, takot akong mawala ka sa buhay ko
Yan ang emosyon, emosyon ko sa’yo
Pero ano na ba ang papel, ang papel ko sa buhay mo


Pangako huli na to, huling tula na gagawin ko para sa’yo
Seryoso,  wala itong halong biro
Pakakawalan na kita
Sana maging masaya ka sa kanya
Marami pa namang iba, iba na mahihigitan ka pa
Kaya paalam  na.
kahit sinaktan mo ako mahal pa rin kita
Angel Apr 2019
Di ko alam kung kaya ko pa
Crush nga lang ba o Mahal na kita
Kwento ko na ba o huwag na lang muna
Ganto kasi yan teka lang wala pa kinikilig ka na
Paano pa kaya kung maging tayo na
Ang sweet ko diba ganyan talaga masanay ka na
Kasi kapag tayo na daig mo pa nanalo sa lotto sa sobrang tuwa
Araw araw susulatan kita ng tula
Pero lahat ng ito hanggang salita ko lang pala

Ako'y biglang nagising at natulala
Nakita  kang may kasama nang iba
Pinipilit ngumiti kasi alam ko masaya ka na
Ngayong kasama mo na siya
At ako ngayon ay nagiisa
Ang swerte niya kasi ikaw ang kasama niya
Kung nasabi ko sana sayong gusto kita
Baka sakali may tayo na
Baka sakali mahal mo na pala ako sa susunod na umaga

Sana hindi lang siya puro salita
Sana magawan ka niya ng isang tula
Sana daig mo pa ang nanalo sa lotto sa sobrang tuwa
Sana sweet siya sayo hanggang sa pagtanda ninyong dalawa
Sana maiparamdam niya sayo na may kayo pa
Promise hindi ko ikwekwento sa iba
Na naging crush kita kaya sana mahalin ka niya
Di ko alam kung kaya ko pa
miss xEx Nov 2018
Paano mangyayari ang atin?
Kung imahinasyon lang ang iyong tingin sa akin?
Gusto kitang kabigi at paibigin,
Ngunit s'ya mismo ang nagpapigil sa'kin.

Gustong lumayo upang hindi maangkin,
Sapagkat ang puso ko'y gusto **** gamitin,
Ngunit ayaw mo namang kumpletuhin.

Ganito ka rin ba sa lahat?
O sadyang nananaginip lang ako nang gising
At inakalang ika'y mapapasa'kin?

Gaano ba kahirap sabihin na akong gagamitin
Upang s'ya'y mapasaiyo
At ang puso ko nama'y malulumpo

Ako ba'y nagpagamit
At inisip na ginamit lang nang hindi ko ginusto?
Ginusto ko rin naman diba?
Ginusto kong umibig sayo kahit hindi ko alam kung ika'y totoo.

-miss xEKIS
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