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Flame Feb 2019
If I'm not meant to have the one,
Don't send me anyone
an0nym0us Jan 2019
Pangyayaring di ko aakalain
Ikaw na nakahuli ng aking paningin
Anyo **** sa isip ko'y tumanim
Liwanag ang dulot sa mundo kong nababalot ng lungkot at dilim.

Oras, araw, bwan, taon ang nagdaan
Pagtingin sa iyo'y tila nananahan
Pag-ibig na nga ba ang nararandaman?
O nararapat ang puso'y mag dahan-dahan.

Simple lang ang aking hiling
Nawa, tinig ng puso ay dinggin
Panalangin ng sarili sa mga bituwin
Maging kaibigan ka, kahit di na mapa sa aking piling.

Ngunit ang isip ay nababahala
Sa puso, ito'y naghahatid ng kirot at pagkasira
Ang dating dulot ng pag-ngiti, ngayon ay pag luha
Bakit ba ang sarili sa iyo'y di nagsasawa?

O aking ****-usap sa iyo
Sana naman, ako'y pakinggan mo
Sa akin nawa ay huwag lumayo
Kahit na kakilala mo lang ako.

Isip ko'y gulong-gulo
Ulo'y di makapag-isip ng diretso
Puso'y nangangailangan ng mga payo
Tanggapin mo nawa ang pagsusumamo.
If you want the translation, just write down the comments...I'll make one soon.
‘Please **** me’
Laughing surrounds the supposed joke.
Little do they know,
It was less of a joke and more of a plea
Mary Frances Jan 2019
I wished..
I asked..
I plead..
I prayed..
..for time.
..more time with you.

And the Sunset witnessed it.
LWZ Jan 2019
Intentions strung upon my own
Waiting for the flowers to grow.
I dig and dig and dig and dig.
Not much time for thee to waste.
The roots they yowl beneath thy feet,
dragging surely more than any plain old dirt.
No, nothing ordinary about it.
Stones, bones, eerie tones.
Not the kind that ***** you.
Not the kind that **** you.
The kind that swears to never let you go.
The kind that invades your brain to morph you.
That will insidiously destroy you.
All the while you cry and plea.
Please don’t try to leave.
an0nym0us Nov 2018
I'm at my limit
Struggling to keep it
I can't speak loud
Somebody, help me out.

Help me, please?
I just want peace...
I can't afford to loose,
Please, do not abuse.

I hear it whisper...
Luring me to unleash her
Her words are so sweet,
But I must stay on my feet.

Don't force her out!!
Or, I'll black out...
It will be messy...
I'm afraid, help me.
my life with hyperacusis...
ashley lingy Nov 2018
I don't know who I am exactly...

and I think I'm ok with that.

Because I get to choose who I'm going to be every day

when I wake up in the morning.

As far as tomorrow goes,

I hope the sun shines through my window...

I need a warm reminder that brighter days lie ahead.

I need help to rise with a pep in my step,

hopefully with productivity and a plan in mind.

Because this year...

I will brave the treacherous aisles of the grocery store in the days before thanksgiving.

And I will be nothing if not gloriously triumphant in my quest.

I hope.

I pray.
Nikos Kyriazis Oct 2018
Then gazed the sky and he whispered
Foggy shades in a lavender void

Gloomy glimpse on a cumulus sigh
I'll grief with you my old father

And by dusk's last glow i shalt follow
Lo your son neath your stature he stands

Thou who rules in the heavens great court
A plea to you by your earthling

Your stairway i most desire now
Let me come in the ***** i borned

Days on earth are the true flames of hell
The inferno's tales you've narrated

The eternal night of my lineage
Now i regret what i've done then my God

Overdue are these words and through shame
For evermore i will serve you

And nevermore the foul serpent
Touch my hand and revive me once more
Wordsmith Oct 2018
the wipers are tired
the screen a blur
my mind pleads for rest
for in judgement I err
Fairy godfather and godmother,
I wish, this, my bleeding plea
To take me back to who I was
Before I was brought to my knees
I wish to become again, innocent
The child I was back before him
I wish to be departed of moments
memories of me and him in my head,
-
The winged guardians say in duet
A reply the loveless lover would get
Not a consolation, yet one awakening:
~
My dear darling son, we know of it -
Your pain deep within, you so keep
Feel, after the flame has been cast
And taken out the coal that made it last
Yes, it is true, he has forever left, but
Have you really been unchanged before
Before he gave his heart to you, and
You gave yours to him too, to be held?
Every hour, every minute, every second
That has passed has changed you ever so
For good, or for bad, they have grown you
Why should we take what has made you you
Why destroy a beautiful canvass true?
You will wither this pain, realize that
True, the lover has left and love cut,
But none of the love shared has rot,
He may have stopped giving it to you
But what you've had with him was true
And what you were before him even so
But has, even during and without him
You'd still have changed, do notice that
It's not that his loss was a marring of self
Just muster the courage to be used to it
It takes time to get used to a withered love
We'll give you instead strength and fortitude
To wither this loneliness, heartbreak, and
To find that what had happened and left
Has made you much better, with no regrets
We'll give you patience and understanding
To see that you are hurting, but growing
And that in time this pain will subside
You will find a greatest lesson behind
That you are you, no matter who with
That you will stand sturdier and through
Undaunted but still loving heart forthwith.
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