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Kita kita bilang isang kaibigan
Bilang isang kakwentuhan
Laging kasama sa lahat ng mga kalokohan
Kita kita, kaibigan.

Sana kaibigan ay kita mo rin ako,
Kita mo rin ako bukod sa pagiging kakwentuhan mo
Bukod sa laging kasama sa lahat ng kalokohan mo
Sana kita mo rin ako.

Di ko alam kung ano ang dapat maramdaman
Kapag tinatawag mo ako bilang kaibigan
Kahit minsan kitang kayakapan
Tuwing namomoblema sa mga problemang dapat lampasan.

Ngunit alam kong hindi ako
Hindi ako ang gusto mo
Mahal mo, hindi ako. Oo.
Matagal ko ng alam ito ngunit pinili kong magpakagago
At bulagin ang sarili sa sa'yo.
Bakit? Kasi ikaw ang gusto ko!
Kasi ikaw ang mahal ko! Pero, hindi mo kita ang isang tulad ko.

Minsan, ayaw ko ng isipin ang mga problema ko
Lahat ng problemang bumabalot at sumisira sa mundo ko
Wala! Wala ng luhang lalabas sa mga mata ko
Wala ng tubig ang aagos sa mukha ko.

Kung kaya't hinihiling ko na sana
Takpan na lang ang aking mga mata
At tsaka ako bulungan sa tenga,
"Magiging maayos rin ang lahat kaya magpahinga ka muna.
Tumigil ka muna sa pagpapakatanga sa taong nakatingin naman sa iba.
Huwag kang mag-alala, ilalayo kita sayong mga problema.
Pipigilan ko ang luha mula sa'yong mga mata.
Hindi ko hahayaan na may tubig na muling umagos sa iyong mukha.
Dahil gusto kita.
Mahal kita.

Kita na kita."
az Dec 2017
Thoughts of you
I cannot consign to words
The day we met,
The nights I want to forget
You were the fire that
Turned me into ash
I was a dream
That never came true
And as I watched you slip away
Before my eyes
Far, far away from my reach
That I realized,
I couldn’t keep something that
Wasn’t meant for me
But in my heart
I prayed for you to stay
And on a rainy day,
We did finally fade away

a.z
One of my first poems that was also published in Us Magazine, The News International: http://magazine.thenews.com.pk/mag/detail_article.asp?id=8048&magId=9#
The sooner we have a published SPT poetry collection
Is the sooner I have more faith in this world
It's getting darker and darker
But I will not resort to being reticent
The best people don't hold back
SPT is one of the hardest working poets on this site and I think her work needs more attention. There's never a stale poem written by her. Never.
Dream Fisher Jun 2017
I carry a house on my shoulders,
Some bills have been bogging my mind,
I've had a tub overflowing for some time
With a smile and bags full of boulders under my eyes
I can't complain, sir, I'm doing fine.
Not fine in the sense, that I'm doing bad
Yet, don't want the atmosphere to be tense
But fine like life is a struggle, no clouds are in my sky
Unless it's raining, in which case we dance.

See, people don't realize you only get one shot
To ***** up your life with every atom you've got
And listen to many past generations
Then continue to make the mistakes you've been making,
I'm not being sarcastic, it's wonderful.
Seriously, I can't think of a better time to live
Sadly, people give all they can give
To a digital internet, no disrespect.
But stop posting and really live, disconnect.
Stop taking pictures and videos to show others
Who cares if acquaintances  like or love it?
It's your life, do you love it?

I've heard from strangers for years say, go get published,
So I ask if they'd buy a copy, they say no
It's not their thing and they feel out of place
Then tell me why your advice was to put my money to waste?
Even fans wouldn't offer me a spot
On their shelf or their wall, so just leave me here
You don't need to encourage me at all.
I'll write until my fingers turn to nubs
I've been ***** all my life, no matter how hard I scrub.
donia kashkooli May 2017
as you can tell, i write under my real name now. my pseudonym, z. vega will always be a part of me, but i'm at the point in my life where i am so emotionally vulnerable that hiding behind kind of a secret identity isn't something my heart's telling me to do.
2. i wrote a third book. it's called "swingers" (spelled "swngrs) and it would mean the world if y'all would check it out! https://www.amazon.com/Swngrs-Donia-Kashkooli/dp/1545581932
3. i realized that all i want to do for the rest of my life is write.
This is the five thousand four hundred and sixtieth poem I have written
And I'm not close to done
I'm having too much fun
I can be the daylight under the sun
I write every day to keep my thoughts clear
Many of them are about some sweet dear
But many others are about loneliness and fear
This is not the end
You can achieve this as well
Even when everything is not swell
You must try.
I almost lost all hope in myself before I took up this hobby of mine
I've made best use of my precious time
Being confused on how to rhyme
Instead of who has the best drama
I took up this hobby and never looked back
I became a newbie poet and into today I think I still am
But the point is
I made a commitment
To be a writer
So I made every day a chance to be something greater than before
I don't regret a single second
I'm a published poet
But will I ever be the best?
I don't think I stand a chance
But that's just me talking.
It's really up to the great readers out there to decide.
I don't think we'll do it*
Is my most hated sentence
In English history
Of all time i presume
Being down is the menu screen on pause and then i just press resume
I go after the win like men do when they smell a lavishly fabricated trail of perfume
Down by almost thirty points
I was told we were not going to come back
We went to three overtimes
I think somebody owes me money
But then yet, nobody owes me anything
Told them we were going to score from a hail Mary in the last second of the game nine minutes before it happened
I ended up nailing that
I bet every time
and i get the results
I said i would never get published in anything
I already lied to myself by being accepted in the American Library Of Poetry
What do you mean i won't make any money?
That's the biggest barrier to perpurtrate
But i think all is possible
I never did these lines for the cents
Cause that hardly makes any sense
Penny for each time i picked up the pen to write
I'd be doing better than the average bank account
I remember who i was before all these lines
And i never want to go back
I like where this is heading
And i like your heading
Can i use it too?
Trust me, it will be the next hip thing to do
I never put all my animals in the Zoo
I keep them hidden in places you won't find them
And that's how i keep the prestigious guessing.
A very odd write for me but i like where this style is going. This is the first poem mentioning of me becoming a published author as of July 2014.
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