#tirades
may mga dahilan kung bakit
di ko nagagawa ang isang bagay,
may mga bagay naman na wala akong
makitang dahilan para di ko ito magawa !!!
kung kailan naman abot-kamay ko na ang pangarap
at tsaka naman di natuloy na parang isang panaginip
siguro nga kasi may mga pagkakataon
na hindi pa kayang ibigay ng panahon
kwento ng rima ninyo
historya ng batikos ko
mula sa puso ang pinaghugutan ko
mga mensaheng patalinghaga
sistemang kamumulatan ninyo
gintong aral ng tula yumabong sana!
sa likod ng himpapawid na tanawin
malaya ninyo na po itong hahawiin!
hindi ko na nga ikukubli ang tunay kong damdamin
sapagkat sa kanyang pangalan ay akin nang inamin
[6 of 12 marked voices of a dozen clusters of letters]
batikos ~~~ seizure
seven-letter word
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
This is the hanging thread
A long string of
Unspoken words
The rope that at one end
Holds down hearts
And at another
Coils around your
Wrist
Perhaps you weren't awake
During the moonlight hours
Looming reflections of today
Glass to my feet
This is the part
Where I write all the emotions down
And outwardly spew blame
Towards the victim of my insecurities
Whom I see as their
Beginning
I
Me
My
We?
I came home today with
A basket of metaphorical flowers
Chrysanthemums and Roses
All the pretty colors of fake
Yet you saw only the thorns
Of our punctured reality
In bleeding hands is the trust
Heart, soul and mind
As well as
Blood-borne illness
All items are
Brittle, apt to break
Yet I bloodied these fingertips
You did not
Toil
You only whisper to me anymore
Still cannot conceal the scent
Of displeasure
Taste
Of bile
Here are the musings
I have failed to intone even softly
Under my breath
For you fail to listen
While you are
Awake
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 4:24 AM UTC