#thoughts
Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading the final page
Of an amazing book.
As the last chapter ends
You begin to notice
Just how beautiful
And perfect
The plot always was.
You appreciate the joy
And even the pain
As you read and thumb
Through every page.
Finally understanding
The moral of the story,
You realize you've reached
The end of this journey.
Although the last sentence
Is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits
Once you turn the final page.
Eventually you may stumble
Upon yet another great find.
Or maybe you'll return
To the book you left behind.
You may just discover
Once all is said and done
That this particular book
Was your favorite story
All along.
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
keep your eyes closed love.
e t
m i
o m
s e
s all you have to
l to is what the sound
i n
s e
t
v
a e
of the w s
tells you
to do.
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 2:42 PM UTC
love generates kindness
trust generates peace
open hearts breed understanding
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 9:34 AM UTC
hindi ko makakalimutan
kung paano mo hinawakan,
ang aking mga kamay
noong ako'y nalulumbay.
binawasan mo ang aking pagdadalamhati,
at ibinalik mo ang ngiti saaking mga labi;
kasiyahan ko'y ikaw ang pinagmulan,
presensiya mo'y lagi kong inaabangan.
ngayon ako'y iyong iniwan,
at puso ko'y tunay na nasugatan.
sino bang mag-aakala
na ang dating dahilan ng aking saya,
ngayon ay sanhi na ng aking mga pasa.
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 9:57 AM UTC
1. your precious smile,
that never failed to shine;
a heaven-sent beam,
that made my heart your realm.
2. your tenderness,
that gave me bliss;
how could someone be
like you, so dearly?
3. your good vibes,
that surpassed all tribes
in giving off the positivity
i need for my stubborn reality.
4. your talents,
that awakened everyone's hearts;
you are my significant inspiration,
you give life to my life's ambition.
5. your humility,
that's filled with sincerity.
while everyone else is toplofty,
you remained lowly.
not everyone as wonderful as you,
could show meekness too.
6. the happiness you shared,
at times when smiling is something
i never dared;
darling, it meant everything.
7. for your meaningful silence,
that gave me a better comprehension.
although your stillness was tense,
i knew in my heart it was never a rejection.
8. for your music,
that never halts to flourish.
music, your depiction of aesthetic;
through you, the melody will never tarnish.
9. for being your genuine self,
you gave me potency to do the same.
shamming is no longer something i'll play, for you taught me how to
end that witless game.
10. for bringing me daily sunshine,
for setting the moon & the stars aligned;
my everyday became better,
and i will treasure you forever.
there are way more reasons
on why i love you for real.
through the passing seasons
i could slowly & slowly reveal
and show you how i truly feel.
as time passes us by,
i would no longer hesitate
and keep my sentiments ensconced.
through the coming weeks, months and years,
as long as we have all the time
i would dauntlessly lay out to you
that the way i feel for you is true.
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
ilang buwan na ang lumipas,
ngunit damdamin ko sayo'y di pa kumukupas.
ikaw pa rin pala talaga
ang gusto ng puso kong tanga.
kahit ano pang sukat ng sakit
na sa buhay ko ay sasapit,
ito ay aking titiisin;
kahit hindi mo pa mapansin.
alam kong hindi ko na ito mababago,
kaya ang damdamin ko nalang ay aking itatago;
kung sa iyo parin ay nahuhumaling,
tungkol diyan ay hindi na ako magsisinungaling.
kahit na ako'y iyong pinaasa
at sayo'y walang natamasa,
ㅡ kagustuhan ko sa iyo
ay kailanma'y hindi magbabago.
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 11:24 AM UTC
I closed my mouth:
And spoke to you in the language of the rain drops,
Whispered to you in the language of the flowers,
Chanted 'I love you' in the language of the melodious birds.
I closed my mouth:
And voiced my feelings to you in the language of the ocean's waves,
Delivered my message to you in the language of the gentle breeze,
Conveyed my feelings to you in the language of the twinkling stars.
I closed my mouth:
And spoke to you in the language of eye contact,
Expressed myself to you in the language of smiles,
Shouted to you in my sacred language of tears.
I closed my mouth:
And whispered to you in the language of the heart,
Recited to you all of nature's implicit language,
Spoke to you, softly, in God's silent language.
Hussein Dekmak
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
*Burn burn burn your love
For him and only him
Shining shining shining shining
Until the light goes dim.
Smile smile smile my love
Everything but a frown
Because because because because
I won’t let you drown.
Cool cool cool your love
For him and only him
Splashing splashing splashing splashing
Teach you how to swim.
Smile smile smile my love
It's not what it may seem
Laughing laughing laughing laughing
Life is but a dream.*
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
clouds are weird
usually we can feel certain things
but
not see them
with clouds
it is different
we can see them
but
not feel them
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
hindi sa lahat ng panahon
ang mga bagay ay naaayon
sa kung paano natin gusto;
ㅡ at 'di lahat ay agad na natatamo.
ito ay ang aking napagtanto
nung nalaman kong may iba kang gusto,
at ayaw ko namang ipilit sa iyo
ang mga bagay na ayaw mo.
oo, mahal na mahal pa rin kita
puso ko'y walang sinisigaw na iba.
ngunit ikaw ba, aking sinta,
ay siya ring nadarama?
talagang hindi yata.
ako ma'y nahihirapan
na tanggapin at maunawaan
na tayo'y hanggang dito na lamang
pero aking hirang,
damdamin mo'y aking igagalang.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 10:29 AM UTC
Bakit ba
Ganito sa pinas
Kung saan masyado tayong tutok sa tamang landas
Landas na di naman natatahak
Pagkat lahat ng pangako ng mga naging pangulo ay puro palpak
Ano nga ba ang tamang landas
Palagi na lamang itong bukambibig ng mga taong malalaki ang bibig ngunit maliliit at malalamig naman ang mga puso.
Wagas kung makapagsabi ng tamang landas
Kailan ba magwawakas ang pagpapatag sa tamang landas
Tila masyado nang nabigyang importansya ang paghahanda sa tamang landas
Na naaaksya na ang pera ng ating mga probinsya
Ang mga pangakong napako
Ang mga pulitkong napako na sa pagtahak sa landas na ito
Na tila nakakalimutan na nilang isama ang sambayanan sa pagtahak nito
Ang mga mamamayang pilipino na naubusan na ng lakas
Pagkat wala na halos mailagay sa hapagkainan na bigas
Sa walang katapusang pag taas ng tax upang mabuo at mapatag lang ang sinasabing tamang landas
Mga pukitikong
Masyado nang naging overly attached sa tamang landas
Na tila konting lubak lang kuha agad sa kaban ng bayan... Sa pera ng mga mamamayan.. Upang magpagawa ng bagong daan. Mas matuwid na daan. Wow. Gusto nyo ba ng sapak?
Bakit hindi nalang hayaan ang malubak na daan?
Bakit hindi nalang hayaan ang konting baluktot sa daan?
Basta siguraduhin lang natin na tama ang ating pupuntahan.
Na pagdating natin sa ating paroroonan, paglingon natin ay wala na tayong babalikan dahil wala na tayong naiwan.
Magkaroon man ng galos sa paglalakbay, ang sakit ay kayang pawiin ng haplos ng kapwa pilipinong naging kasama mo sa pagtahak ng daan na tnahak ng bawat pilipino.
Ang kailangan namin ay isang pinuno
Hindi pangulo na ituturo lamang ang tamang daan habang nakasakay sa kanyang mamahaling sasakyan at hindi na namamalayan na kanya na palang naiwan ang mga mamamayan.
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
I would write
a thousand rhymes
a thousand times
if my words could chime
through your mind
to remind
you to unwind
when your mind is upright
theres no need to fight
turn off your light
and dont invite
your thoughts tonight
Goodnight, my love
goodnight
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
A lump of coal
Tossed into the fire
Before it even stood a chance
Of becoming a diamond
And all it needed was time
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
the darkness swallowing the light,
the walls coming close,
the eerie sounds filling the room.
the sweat running down his forehead,
the sun nowhere to be seen.
the loneliness,
creeping in.
and grabbing your neck,
from behind.
the pitch black soul,
losing everything.
his eyes slowly blurring as everythings starts
to fade.
and then…
he drops.
unknowingly controlling every single
movement.
and making everything go wrong.
the body is slowly dying
as the human brain gives up.
and the fear
***** in
your soul.
the body hitting the floor,
with the dead phone clutched tightly in his
hand,
the face
pale
and filled with
darkness.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
I don't want you to see the beauty in me
I want you to see beauty
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:26 PM UTC
*The word disappointment weighs heavy inside my mind
It hangs on my shoulders like an anchor
It seeps from my pores
and causes blood to run from my veins
The girl in the mirror stands hollow and emptied by the world
lost in the desolation of space and time
she does not feel warmth;
she cant even will hot tears to flow from her eyes
she is left in silence-
with the word 'disappointment' haunting her thoughts*
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
kaligayahan mo'y akin pa ring dalangin,
kahit iyon man ay wala sa akin.
kung sakali'y ikaw ay luluha,
sana'y ikaw ay mapapatahan niya.
ang magandang ngiti
sa iyong mga labi ay sana'y mamalagi;
ang kintab sa iyong mga mata,
ay sana'y laging makikita;
pagsinta niyo'y sana'y pang habang buhay,
at higit pa sa kung anong kaya kong ibigay.
kung sakaling umibig ka sa iba,
sana'y ang tunay na ikaw ay sapat sa kanya;
hangad ko sa inyo'y magagandang bagay,
at sana'y bawat araw niyo ay makulay.
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 10:57 AM UTC
Dont go chasing waterfalls
my girl
please
stay here with the lazy flow
under
willow trees
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
The emptiness in my eyes,
The truth behind my lies,
The fall before my rise,
And the goodbyes;
It scares me.
The dark beneath my skin,
The light within my sins,
The voice that loudly sings,
And my broken wings;
It scares me.
The wounds I can't heal,
The pain I can't feel,
The loss I can't deal,
And when I am real;
It scares me.
The silence in my little talks,
The stillness in my moonlit walks,
The thought of separate ways,
And my numbered days;
It scares me.
The demons under my bed,
The words spinning in my head,
The blood in my sweat,
And my cold breath;
It scares me.
-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
Simple words escape ever so parted lips
Voices of the sweetest seduction
My undeniable weakness
“I want you”
Whispers of the finest intentions
The warmth of your breath brushes across my ear
Fingertips glide down the shapeliest of curves
Caressing jewels
Excitement builds
Moans escape...
Drenched in the sweetest place
Passion
Inhale, Exhale
The deadliest of pleasures
My needs, your wants
All accounting for desperate measures
Start, Stop
Location is no matter
Subtract clothes
Divide legs
I speak in tongues your body loves to hear
Tracing lines in ways you cannot manage to bear
I am the worst of teasers.
Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
I'm transparent like a window
but I'm prone to keeping curtains closed
to cover up my youthful,
aching, naked soul.
I used to be promiscuous;
my essence on my sleeve.
a charming laugh; a crystal glass
from which many a fool drew drink.
A chalice of life;
warm like cinnamon wine,
soft like angel's delight.
Beheld by every eye.
But it never felt right;
I was smoke off a fire,
yet still smouldering coal.
Just a young, beautiful
byproduct of desire.
There's no smoke without fire.
Although, I tried to fan it cool;
the flames ran only wilder.
But as the old wind blows, it seems
a withered tree still grows new leaves.
A dandelion spreads its seeds
but they lie far away from me.
Now, I move transcluently-
ultraviolet invisible ink-
I speak in soothing whispers;
they travel further than you'd think.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
I say I live as a burden,
My mouth sealed shut.
So that I may not utter the words,
Of my weighted thoughts.
These truths weigh a ton,
And I've far too many for just one head.
For even mine.
My head bobs to my shoulder,
Weakened necks can't hold this.
Now I'm shaking,
Trembling.
Because I gave you the rocks,
The stones that broke my neck.
And you are fading,
Drifting all at once.
Give me your boulders,
And we will be even.
Give me your mountains,
So I can rest easy.
My burdenous brain
Broken neck
Heavy thoughts
I never meant to break your neck too
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
so I noticed that we both drink coffee.
just like anyone, we both like ours a certain way.
i like mine sweeter, with just the aftertaste of coffee there.
caramel, sugar, creamer.
i think about when i’ll have my next cup, and the idea of it alone makes me happy.
i don’t care what time of day i have it, i almost always have a cup.
i make time for my coffee.
it might be safe to say i think you like your coffee black.
you might add just the smallest touch to soften its bitter taste, but never too much.
sometimes i think you just pour it and carry on, as though it’s nothing important at all.
as though all it is, is just some quick fix.
like you just want to get it over with.
we drink it in two different ways.
i drink it slowly.
i note every flavor in every sip, i enjoy it.
i note the warmth it brings me.
i like it all hours of the day.
you drink it quickly.
quicker than me, at least.
you don’t care if it burns your tongue, or perhaps you’re used to the pain.
you accept it.
you never let it last, you move on to something else soon after.
i lay in your bed, watching your eyes as they skim the screen in front of you.
your mind is somewhere else.
i savor the moments you look my way, if even for a second, and smile at me.
i wonder if you even notice them.
i feel your laugh vibrate my bones, making the hair on my arms stand on end.
do i make you feel at all?
i reflect on it every time i drink my coffee.
i think about it with each and every sip, taking my time.
something tells me that you don’t do the same.
after all, it's just coffee.
but i put my all into this coffee.
i think you like your coffee black.
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 4:07 AM UTC
Life is like a pizza. You crave for a larger one, thinking that you're hungry enough to finish everything yourself. That's like yourself 10 years ago, wanting to become an adult. Now that you're halfway there, all you want to do is go back to being a kid. Sometimes the pizza is too hot, and you've got to wait for it to settle down before shoving it down your throat. The same way, life gets a little rough sometimes, so you sit and wait impatiently, till it gets better. Sometimes, the pizza's too cold. So you heat it up a little. The same way, life gets a little boring sometimes. So you get yourself involved in **** that doesn't necessarily need your attention, under the name of "you only live once". Some pizza toppings are pushed away, because you don't like how it tastes. The same way, you neglect people just because you don't like them. On the other hand, you can't get enough of some pizza toppings. They're too good to stop eating. Those are like family and best friends, you just can't stay away. Although sometimes too much of the same topping makes you want to throw up, you order it the next time anyway, just because you like it. All said and done, at the end of the day, you finish the pizza. That's like death. You really wish there was more pizza, but there's just no more. Sometimes, there's too much, you throw it away. That symbolises suicide. When there's too much to deal with, and you just end it. The only difference is, you can always order another box of pizza, but you can't order another box of life.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 8:09 AM UTC
maybe all i need to stop this pain is a little motrin.
maybe all i need to stop this bleeding is a band-aid.
maybe all i need to stop this screaming are some ear plugs.
maybe all i need to stop this drowning is a life raft.
maybe all i need to stop this agony is a little numbness.
numbness...
it wears off, doesn't stop the pain only holds back the flood gates
of sleepless nights and screaming hearts, bloodshot eyes and rejections knife.
just long enough for me to catch a glimmer of hope, a mirage
in the Sahara, so beautiful yet so cruel.
just as i get close enough to taste
a sweet tomorrow,
the desert sun sets.
and i'm still bleeding,
and you're still
gone.
maybe all i need to stop this searching is a little less hope.
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC