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T-The gift of life is oft stolen away
H-Horrid weaponry does the affray
E-Endlessly casualties will parlay

G-Gleaming soldiers eyes gone for rest
I-In unforgiving battles so harsh of test
F-Fighting at a land's utmost behest
T-Terrible the deadly toll is to attest

O-Over and over munitions have terminated
F-Flagrantly thieving any quietude generated

L-Loved sons of kinfolk seen to weep
I-Infinite this sadness ever so deep
F-From a beautiful benefit the cost steep
E-Extinguished by war's insane keep
Brent Sep 2016
Halina kayong lahat at makinig!
Magdikit-dikit at magkapit-bisig!
At sabay pakiramdaman ang tahimik na unos
ng isang dakilang puting kandilang upos.

Dito sa ating liblib na barrio
Nakatago ang isang kandilang puti
Labis na mahaba;
ang pasensya
na tila kayang hintayin
ang walang hanggan.
Ngunit labis na manipis;
na kaybilis tablan at lapitan ng hinagpis.

Dumating ang araw na kinailangang sindihan
ang dakilang puting kandila
sapagkat nawala at napundi na
ang ilaw ng tahanan.

Nang idinikit ang posporo sa kanyang mitsa
ay hindi sadyang nakapaso ang kandila
subalit ang nagsindi
ay 'di napigilang magalit,
pilit na pinutol ang kandilang puti
sa gitna at ito'y nangalahati.

Walang nagawa ang kandilang mayumi
kundi iiyak ang mainit nitong pagkit
ngunit ang tanglaw nito ay kayliwanag
buong barrio'y mararamdaman ang kanyang sinag.

Ilang araw nangyaring muli
ang pagpasong hindi minimithi
ang kandilang puti'y
patuloy pa ring nangangalahati
ngunit ang liwanag sa barrio'y
sa kanya pa rin nanggagaling.

Dumating ang araw ng kandila
na hindi na maaring kalahatiin.
Unti-unting sumuko na rin
ang mahaba nitong mitsa.

Sa huling sandali,
ay hindi na nakapagpigil
ang mapanghimok na nagsindi.
Buong lakas na nag-ipon nang hangin
Buong pwersang sumigaw sa kandila.
Ang kandila'y 'di na nanlaban
at nagtuloy nang manghina.
At sa huling bulong ng nagsindi,
ang liwanag ng kandilang puti ay napundi.

Halina kayong lahat at makinig
Magdikit-dikit at magkapit-bisig
sabay pakiramdaman sa walang kibong katahimikan
ang umaalulong na hagulgol ng dakilang kandila.
trying out a literary style for a contest. 3rd work that's in Filipino. Kinda deep and shallow at the same time.
Trevon Haywood Sep 2016
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye. 9/12/2016.
Ruman Hafsa Aug 2016
She memorialized  him saying
"I am falling in love with you"
She was overwhelmed when
Said "I love you too"

With tears in her eyes & pain in her heart
She memorialized him saying
"I wanna be with you"
She smiled at his caring

Weeping she memorialized the day
When he kissed her with so much love
Held her hand and sheathed it
With his like a glove

Unscathed she felt in his arms
When he held her close
She relinquished all the love to him
And gave up her heart's rose

She memorialized the moment
When her world ensued wreckage
Never once she did heed
And didn't have this knowledge

She fell to the ground
Weeping in grief
Her heart ripped from her chest
Cause he was gone, she now believe
lio Aug 2016
he told their stories to
the sea and even it
can't help to weep
- l.p
Kate Deeter Aug 2016
I said cry me a river,
he filled it with stone.
He built me a castle
with nowhere to go.

I said find me a flower,
he picked one with thorns.
He gave me a bouquet
with no one to morn.

I said give me a diamond,
he gave me a dime.
He asked me a question
with no words in mind.

I said love me a lifetime,
he signed one with ink.
He swore me a promise
with no words to think.

I said show me a promise,
he made one, not to keep.
He left me a lone
with no love to weep.
Poetic T Jul 2016
Do you recognise the ****-wit the
one that takes it on the glass jaw.

The muppet on the string that clings
to the façade of ill positioned words.

Weep for the words that are constructed
like a three year old in nursery time.

Can you read your own reiterate its  
confused like there many thoughts.

Play with there feelings, don't succumb
to the forlorn words they spread idiotically.

There is a ****-Wit in all of us, we take it sometimes,
but others are just ******* more or less.
Sam Jul 2016
He said grown men don't weep
but I did last week
last night as I lay on my bed in a heap
bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet
(bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth
(bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street
baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep
ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep
far far right from when I started this speech
au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite
eleanor prince Jul 2016
child moans mute
plight pools
brewed
strife

grey days dank
split robes
seared
****

time plots sighs
mourns lost
trust
life

dreams weep joy
stroke scenes
once
viewed
https://www.flickr.com/photos/widcat/5353920378/in/faves-51029280@N05/
Cat Fiske Jul 2016
the bed is made,
the house is clean,
I don't sleep,
because your mean,

the door is shut,
the key is in your hand,
I am stuck inside,
inside your fantasy land,

our eyes are closed,
our thoughts are deep,
I open them,
and hear you weep,

your mind is lost,
my love is boundless
and we lay down together,
and are practically soundless.
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