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Theresa Jul 2019
Colors gently fades as cost
Time goes as chances are lost
shadows pursuing the light
slowly takes over my sight

You couldn’t give that piece of sky
So I had to break free and cry
Where Harmonies once echoed
Silence now swells and bellows
Drowning it all
Em MacKenzie Jul 2019
I put in my time and I paid the price,
I gained the honour to be your personal sacrifice.
I traded my last breath for your new beginning,
it wasn’t the alter I envisioned, but I still consider this winning.

I swear every single word up and down,
it was voluntary; you didn’t need to trap me.
You know I’d crush my structure to resist your frown,
and I’ll give anything to know I played a roll in making you happy.

I spoke the oath now do the deed,
to help your growth you know I’d bleed.
I swapped my last day for the first in your new life,
I apologize for bleeding while suggesting a better way for you to hold the knife.

I demolished my own walls for you to see open doors,
I’ll remain motionless, no need to strap me.
I always promised you that I’d gladly give my life for yours,
it would be worth it knowing I played a part in making you happy.

I reject my last rights and deny my last meal,
I ponder an anaesthetic but choose instead to feel.  
And if you were to offer me a chance to leave and run,
I’d suggest the most dangerous game but I don’t have a gun.

Some would call me a down right fool,
and supportive well wishers would tell me I hold more worth than this.
But to assist in your desired creation; I’d be canvas, supply or tool,
to be responsible for that smile is the only thing that’s priceless.

After it all I’m reduced to dust and bone,
you’ll keep going on and I’m now put to rest.
But you know deep down you’re never alone,
you’ll still carry my heartbeat within your chest.
Zywa Jul 2019
He lived in prosperity
and wished to make a contract
with his god to keep it that way

because he still made sacrifices
without certainty what he would get in return
knowing that happiness is a bird

that chooses itself where to rest
and which babies to feed
He was afraid

that it would fly away
and decided to make an extra sacrifice
of his entire household

All men and boys had to
conform to his will and
the rainbow sealed it
Abraham

Collection “From Sacred Scriptures”
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
“He is the ocean in my life while I am a single drop in his. He is the sun in my sky while I am the breeze that goes by unnoticed. He is the moon that guides me at night, while I am nothing but the darkness in his life. Excitement pulsates when he texts, but not a pulse more when I text. For I am just like the other girls he talks to; just one of them when he is the only one for me. Happiness rushes through my veins and nerves feel a gentle tickle in his presence. I feel everything deeply; pain and happiness when it comes to him, while he feels nothing. Sacrificing, asking, encouraging, adjusting and compromising when it’s never the same. He never runs when I slip away, but I stay when he walks away. I feel like I am chasing him; on a constant run for him to care. But he doesn’t care about me, as much as I care about him; and that hurts deeply than I ever thought it would.”

- excerpt from an open letter
astiani hayn Jul 2019
We are an atom built within the galaxy
Wander and mingle for the sake of acceptance only
Sacrificing the only thing we own to get to the zero gravity
Hence, is it all really worthy?
Lae Jul 2019
Papalubog na ang araw. Nakatutok ang mga bata sa harap ng gadget nila. Mga chismosang naninira ng kapwa nila. Lahat ay masaya sa kalayaang nadadama nila.

Lingid sa kaalaman nila ay may isang babaeng nakamasid lamang sa isang sulok.. Dala-dala nito ang alaala ng masakit na kahapon.



ISANG madugong nakaraan- mga bayaning dumanak ng dugo para sa lupang sinilangan. Mga iyak- sigaw at kapighatian ng mga pilipinong inapi nang mga dayuhan. Mga sakripisyong tiniis at inalay nila para sa kalayaan ng bayan.

Nasasaktan ang babaeng iyon. Nasasaktan ang ating Inang Bayan.
Quin Rosenheart Jul 2019
When you say you
would take a bullet
for me, I secretly
hope the bullet goes
through you and into
me, so I dont
have to live without
Y
O
U
teni Jun 2019
sweet words flow from your mouth
forming a river that i drown in.
with each gasp for air,
in comes more water.
yet your diction is so pure
that i begin to appreciate the liquid
disrupting my breathing.
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