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Sa bawat araw nang pag pakli ng pahina Waring nauubusan na ng isusuot na maskara Patuloy sa anyo na siya ngang kilala Ang hangal na magaling mag manipula At kahit naka guhit na sa mga mata Naitatago parin ng mga ngiting mapagtatwa Waring ang lahat ng bagay ay nakakatuwa Sa taong hindi na lubos na nakadadama Nagbubunyi ang mga halimaw sa dilim At binubulong ang mga balak ng mataimtim Hanggang saan kaya makakarating Ang talino ng hangal na nag mamagaling?
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Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 1:41 PM UTC
Hangal
To EVeryone that says they're just trying to be n9ce NEWS FLASH YOUR NOT To everyone that says they are just trying to give me construtive criticism NEWS FLASH YOUR WRONG TO Everyone that says that I WILL NEVER GO PLACES NEWS FlASH YOU MAY BE RIGHT
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
TO ALL MY HATER
pride was her weakness but then pride caught fire now her pride is burned pride was her weakness but then pride grew tired now her pride is yearned pride was a relic of her insanity her pride, her vanity hit with reality she is no longer proud.
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Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
Sin Superbia
It's just so ******* hard to live without loving yourself nah ?
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 3:51 PM UTC
hard ?
Anxiety, Is when your thoughts suffocate you with panic, When your stomache flutters with worry. You feel nauseated with the waves, and waves of panic which you can't escape, Stress and Anxiety claws and screams at you, your brain, begging for release, and the worst part, The worst part is you don't tell anybody, you just pull a hesitant smile and say the line you've had to repeat most you life, "I'm fine."
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 4:34 PM UTC
Anxiety} #1
I could say that I wrote this poem But that would be a lie The truth is it wrote it's self With its lines Of words that rhyme Words To good to be mine They flow and flow One right after another Do they rhyme?
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
Poem
I stuck to my vows, but your morals died. The story is deep, but I'm far from demoralized. Who am I? Who are you? Can you look inside. You broke everything that you took of mine. The realization captures a eureka moment. Aspiring to conquer those arguments, like those Ancient Romans. I should have never tried to drink your potions. Your very agenda should be beneath the oceans. Let's go back to the start, was she in my dreams. Nightmares projecting larger than those silver screens. As furious as she was she couldn't get her way. Two steps ahead no..sweetie not today. There was a time where I could have loved you more. But your actions have helped me understand the score. Fast forward me now, to help me open that door. To help open that door.
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
Chasing Spirits
Head shots like mug shot selfies Professing to the world their desires to be seen like gay barbie dolls Green dots, I reply: A collection of blue highlighted selfies of empty responses, validating my inadequacy When I decided to accept that I was gay and cause a queer whirlwind into the calm atmosphere that is my family I expected life to become easier But as I venture into the world of green dots and barbie selfies I am reminded that Gay is not what stirred up my hurricane of Confusion Insecurities Inadequacies It's all just me.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 7:33 AM UTC
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