#folksong - Hello Poetry

***No one passes through here ever stays for long i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize waiting for a change ― that never comes around Fleeting through the primrose path crossroads in a blur,... right now i'm standin' here like a brainless scarecrow all alone Just another familiar frost heave pothole barely shunt swerved around like an unmarked bump on this frozen lonesome road i let you see it and you told me what it was ,.. but the rear-view mirror only reflects the tracks left behind Looking for the Black Box to unearth the cause of the crash somewhere underneath a black and white rainbow i can't find If you see a wayfaring stranger that abides undone don't even stop to feel the ache that trickles down Just hit the gas and hold sway the wheels go round, look off---- the dead raccoon lay sullied at the side of the road No one passes through here ever stays for long i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize waiting for a change ― that never comes***

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Nov 14, 2017

Nov 14, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC

harlon-rivers

No road home ...

***No one passes through here ever stays for long i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize waiting for a change ― that never comes around Fleeting through the primrose path crossroads in a blur,... right now i'm standin' here like a brainless scarecrow all alone Just another familiar frost heave pothole barely shunt swerved around like an unmarked bump on this frozen lonesome road i let you see it and you told me what it was ,.. but the rear-view mirror only reflects the tracks left behind Looking for the Black Box to unearth the cause of the crash somewhere underneath a black and white rainbow i can't find If you see a wayfaring stranger that abides undone don't even stop to feel the ache that trickles down Just hit the gas and hold sway the wheels go round, look off---- the dead raccoon lay sullied at the side of the road No one passes through here ever stays for long i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize waiting for a change ― that never comes***

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Leron, leron sinta Kay tagal kong hinanap Sa lahat ng sulok, sa lahat ng kanto. Bawat bulong, bawat banggit Baka sakaling maituro sa akin Ang pangalan mo. Buko ng papaya Natatangi sa 'king paningin Ikaw ang dahilan Kung bakit may kaba sa dibdib May tamis ang ngiti May kislap ang mga mata. Dala-dala'y buslo Nilalaman nito'y puso Pusong minsan nang nabigo Ngunit pinatibok **** muli Tangan ng aking mga kamay Nanganganib na ibigay Sa 'yo. Sisidlan ng bunga Duyan ng mga pangarap Mga alaalang ipipinta pa lamang Sa hinaharap na sana'y Sasalubungin ko Na kasama ka. Pagdating sa dulo Matapos ang lahat ng dasal Pananalangin sa Maykapal Nakabitin sa gilid ng bangin Handa nang mahulog O matagal nang nahulog? Nabali ang sanga Pumutok ang bula Natunaw ang tuwa Nabasag ang pag-asang Pinanghawakan At iningat-ingatan. Kapos kapalaran Minalas lang ba O sadyang malas na talaga? Malupit ang tadhana. Sa gulong ng palad Parang laging nasa ibaba. Humanap ng iba Hindi ngayon, hindi bukas O kahit sa susunod na linggo Pero balang araw Magtatapos din Sa masayang wakas.

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May 8, 2015

May 8, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC

elle-esso

In Other Words: Leron, leron sinta

Leron, leron sinta Kay tagal kong hinanap Sa lahat ng sulok, sa lahat ng kanto. Bawat bulong, bawat banggit Baka sakaling maituro sa akin Ang pangalan mo. Buko ng papaya Natatangi sa 'king paningin Ikaw ang dahilan Kung bakit may kaba sa dibdib May tamis ang ngiti May kislap ang mga mata. Dala-dala'y buslo Nilalaman nito'y puso Pusong minsan nang nabigo Ngunit pinatibok **** muli Tangan ng aking mga kamay Nanganganib na ibigay Sa 'yo. Sisidlan ng bunga Duyan ng mga pangarap Mga alaalang ipipinta pa lamang Sa hinaharap na sana'y Sasalubungin ko Na kasama ka. Pagdating sa dulo Matapos ang lahat ng dasal Pananalangin sa Maykapal Nakabitin sa gilid ng bangin Handa nang mahulog O matagal nang nahulog? Nabali ang sanga Pumutok ang bula Natunaw ang tuwa Nabasag ang pag-asang Pinanghawakan At iningat-ingatan. Kapos kapalaran Minalas lang ba O sadyang malas na talaga? Malupit ang tadhana. Sa gulong ng palad Parang laging nasa ibaba. Humanap ng iba Hindi ngayon, hindi bukas O kahit sa susunod na linggo Pero balang araw Magtatapos din Sa masayang wakas.

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Well, Skanky Kelly V. How could this even be? You're bleeding down Washington Ave yet again That new man of your's, he beats you He cheats, talks down and mistreats you Because he knows what you are Kelly V. Me, I'm not too sure what I want I *** around the town of Dumont I live a life of echoed apathy With not much on my mind I looked for a good time And you offered Skanky Kelly V. If you ever met Kelly Your jaw would hit the floor She looks like a model from a magazine Curves in the right places One in a million faces Everywhere she went she caused a scene That night I fell asleep She left and hit the street To get off by any means She found a willing man And the cycle starts again For that Skanky Kelly V.

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Sep 7, 2014

Sep 7, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC

tommy-johnson

Kelly V.

Well, Skanky Kelly V. How could this even be? You're bleeding down Washington Ave yet again That new man of your's, he beats you He cheats, talks down and mistreats you Because he knows what you are Kelly V. Me, I'm not too sure what I want I *** around the town of Dumont I live a life of echoed apathy With not much on my mind I looked for a good time And you offered Skanky Kelly V. If you ever met Kelly Your jaw would hit the floor She looks like a model from a magazine Curves in the right places One in a million faces Everywhere she went she caused a scene That night I fell asleep She left and hit the street To get off by any means She found a willing man And the cycle starts again For that Skanky Kelly V.

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