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Sa dinami-rami ng mga tala sa kalangitan,
sa bilyung-bilyong bilang nilang hindi malaman,
sa paglubog ng araw at paglitaw ng buwan,
ikaw ang tanging bituin na nais kong masilayan.
Seanathon Jun 23
It's not how quick your feet are
Or how fast you can run in an attempt to fly

It's none of THAT and all of THIS
How you fall with the imperfections of each inevitable try

I'll tell you what it is, IT IS, right in front of you
In the face of the breath which has yet to come

It has nothing to do with how many times your feet may falter
When you fail to fly

But how quickly you can defy and overcome
Which defines the true heart inside
True Hearts - They Try

Fervent Series (2/10) - 06/23/19
Chirayu Writer Jul 2015
Go to the truth
Beyond in the mind
Love is the bridge...
Shilpa Sharma May 2015
She is perfection personified. She gets jealous. Gets irritated easily. Have mood swings. Thinks that the world is a very dark world. Doesn't like liars. Thinks she is not beautiful.

There was one thing she forgot to do.
Looking herself from my eyes.
RG The Visionary Mar 2015
Remember our one on ones
Things get heated then it ends up one on one
Then you would leave
Then I receive
a text
Sayin I'm done
Last time was the last
I'm really going to leave you
But you said that in the past
So who I was I to believe you
Never did I deceive you
A mean a couple of times I lied
But that was only cause I hate to see you cry
so of course I proceed to
Continue to mislead you
Girl I tried
To be the man
Always by your side
And provide
Even had thoughts of you being a bride
But  this pride in boy
Was to be the reason for losing his pride and joy
relationship more slippery then olive oil
Even though I loved your
That you put in
But You shouldn't
Have decided
That we were better off divided
Which ignited
A flame that I couldn't
put out
Look how
Our loves took a tumble
Till it hit rock bottom and crumbled
You use to yell I love you  
Now all you do is mumble
Whispers of sweet nothings in the wind
Look how it ends
Told me you would call me right back
Hang up
Then go and cheat right behind my back
Try to act
Like it didn't phase me much
Seen a girl I was tempted to touch
But I let her past
Cause I still seen a future for us
You thought different
geo's Nov 2014
I love you
But sometimes I look around
And I get the feeling that
I should love you
Like people do in movies
Or in books.
But then I become alive
And I feel that it would be a cliché
So I love like lovers love each other in poems
Spinning sights and broken tongue,
Buzzing mind and punctured lung,
Blotted ink and battered word,
Confusion nearly all absurd,
Incomprehensible speech,
Brain draining leech,
Lost in each second I stand,
Breaking the land,
Earth-shattering sounds on repeat,
Static shock in the feet,
Losing all my stability,
No more time feeling free,
The gear don't grind the way they once did,
The thoughts and the pain of which I cannot rid--
Myself of inside,
The rippling has died,
I use the same rhymes,
The same sounds are my crimes,
I can't find anything fresh,
The old and the new just mesh,
An endless war in cycle,
The past holds on as a barnacle,
Dead and decrypt--
Yet a living enigma the bites,
These are just not winnable fights,
I hear the tunes and raps each day,
The same beat comes back to stay,
I ramble and shoot the time away,
The loss of cognitive play,
Running myself deeper in dirt,
The spotless stains on my shirt,
Coating all spots with sugar sweet,
Hiding the blatant signs of defeat,
No holding back this noise anymore,
The bide developing more in store,
Inside it all begins to roar,
More and more until it hits the floor,
Inspirational deficiency sets in--
The internal daemons begin to grin,
Power beyond uproars a din,
Edging closer to the ending fin,
Rockstars crash and singers scream,
Sun will shine and moon will gleam,
The spectrum of emotion--
The pyramid of devotion--
The dictator of feeling--
The reaper of stealing--
Glass cracks to shatter//
Rings clink to clatter//
Cars crash to crumble,
Players pray to fumble,
Runners fly to fall,
Underdogs lose it all,
Dark horses seem to stay in last,
Dreamers hold close to the past,
Daredevils cheat the very laws--
That haunts us all within out flaws,
We can't keep on the cleared path,
Hidden roads hold heavy wrath,
Silent soldiers protect the shy,
Outspokens embrace the lie,
The sky is green a color so few--
Can see that grass is blue,
Like tears of the ghosts,
The lost on the posts,
The graffiti is art on the street,
A cunning feat,
The masterpiece of unknown,
Now to all optics shown,
We hide in sheep skin,
All in the lost and found bin,
The wolves are shot down,
The cities are made from town,
Built dreams on land of soils,
Gleaning earth of all spoils,
Vampiring dry the life of other one,
Conquering totals sole for fun,
Parasitic beasts roaming free,
Nothing here that I can see,
All is lost beyond the creeds,
Damaged souls pray to their beads,
Pleading to the heaven power,
Silent gods chose hell to shower,
Nothing free in all my vision,
Temporal lobe incision--
Lobotomized and clueless drone,
Rusted metal on broken bone,
Unbreakable wooden boards,
The words are inundating my life,
Sparking repetition and strife,
The double edged blade of a knife,
Out forth the bleeding is rife,
There's nothing left to say//
More will come another day...
Jacob Dexter Coffey

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