#waray - Hello Poetry

kun nakag yakan la it mga bungbong damo na ada't ira igsusumat kun nakabati man hit mga pulong kun nahibaro la unta magsurat. kun nakakita la hira hit kabutangan ngan nakaabat hit dinara ha inaabat nga kapaitan matatalwas pa ba? nagugupong an huna-huna naghuhuot an dughan kalipayan nga ungara di na ada makikit-an. pero kay dire man asya dire nala igsisiring nakagapos ha kamingawan ha hangin nala ighuhuring. 🍃

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May 31, 2024

May 31, 2024 at 8:51 PM UTC

Caryl28

huring

kun nakag yakan la it mga bungbong damo na ada't ira igsusumat kun nakabati man hit mga pulong kun nahibaro la unta magsurat. kun nakakita la hira hit kabutangan ngan nakaabat hit dinara ha inaabat nga kapaitan matatalwas pa ba? nagugupong an huna-huna naghuhuot an dughan kalipayan nga ungara di na ada makikit-an. pero kay dire man asya dire nala igsisiring nakagapos ha kamingawan ha hangin nala ighuhuring. 🍃

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An katubigan han sapa, May iya iya man nga ganghaan, uusa la an pag-lalagosan. Tipakadto pakig-urusa ha kabutngaan hiton dagat. Tubig ako hin sapa. Ikaw man in tubig han sapa. Usa nga paglaom nga akon kakaptan. Nga ikaw ug ako, magigin' usa nga dagat ha takna nga magkatarapo kita -nga katubigan han sapa. (You, Me, And The River Water) The river water May each have their own separate passage Will always find its way in a similar course Going to that meeting In the middle of the ocean I am a river water You are another river water A hope, I will keep holding on A hope, that you and I Will be one ocean Coming that moment of meeting Of us-the river waters

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC

fddoors

Ikaw, Ako, Ug An Katubigan Han Sapa (You, Me, And The River Water)

An katubigan han sapa, May iya iya man nga ganghaan, uusa la an pag-lalagosan. Tipakadto pakig-urusa ha kabutngaan hiton dagat. Tubig ako hin sapa. Ikaw man in tubig han sapa. Usa nga paglaom nga akon kakaptan. Nga ikaw ug ako, magigin' usa nga dagat ha takna nga magkatarapo kita -nga katubigan han sapa. (You, Me, And The River Water) The river water May each have their own separate passage Will always find its way in a similar course Going to that meeting In the middle of the ocean I am a river water You are another river water A hope, I will keep holding on A hope, that you and I Will be one ocean Coming that moment of meeting Of us-the river waters

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Mamingaw, pero nakakabungol Nakakabungol, pero diri mo nababatian Diri mo nababatian, pero maaram ka Maaram ka, pero nadiri ka pag yakan Nadiri ka pag yakan, pero karuyag mo nga masab'tan ko Karuyag mo nga masab'tan ko, pero nagpabilin ka nga mamingaw.

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May 16, 2016

May 16, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC

fddoors

An pagkabali-os han aton kasingkasing

Mamingaw, pero nakakabungol Nakakabungol, pero diri mo nababatian Diri mo nababatian, pero maaram ka Maaram ka, pero nadiri ka pag yakan Nadiri ka pag yakan, pero karuyag mo nga masab'tan ko Karuyag mo nga masab'tan ko, pero nagpabilin ka nga mamingaw.

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Ha kamatuoran la, gin-susumhan na gud ako, Diri ka pa ba gin-susumhan? Hin mga buhat nga balik-balik nala? Diri mo ba nahahalata? Nga utro-utro nala kita? Kun may napakiana ha imo, "Ano kumusta na?" An pirmi mo baton: "Adi asya la gihapon, waray pinagkaibahan han kakulop!" Ngan kontento ko na hito. *The truth is, I am sick and tired. Aren’t you sick and tired? Doing the same things over and over again? Still haven’t noticed it? This has been like this again and again. When somebody asks you, “How is everything with you?” Your usual reply is: “Oh nothing’s changed same as yesterday.” And you’re happy as it is.* Usahay liwat nabati ako ha imo nga utro-utro an reklamo. Nga baga hin kadaan ngan guba nga plaka, Balik-balik an tukar, masakit ha talinga. Reklamo an imo pamahaw, Ngan amo la gihapon hasta panihapon. Kay kuno makuri. Kay kuno waray salapi. Kay kuno waray kapas. Kun may sweldo daw la an pag-rineklamo, siguro maiha na unta nga nag-riko. *Sometimes, I will hear you complaining again and again. Like an old and broken retro vinyl, playing over and over again, it is hurting my ears. Complaining is your breakfast, and it is your same meal for dinner. Because it’s hard. Because we don’t have money. Because I am powerless. If complaining will provide you a salary, perhaps by now, you might quite be wealthy.* Nagkatapo kita kanina ha dalan han "Kada Adlaw" Asya la gihapon an imo sul-ot nga bado, ngan an kabutang han imo buhok. Asya la gihapon an pagkakurumos han imo nawong, Ngan an bubble gum nga hasta yana imo la gihap ginsisinamsam. Nangurog ako han kaluwad. Tigda ako nahingasuka ha imo atubangan. Pasayloa, pero magpapadayon ka nala ba hito? Diri ka pa ba ginsusumhan? Kay ha kamatuoran la, Naamin ako Nga Oo. *I came across you at the street called “Everyday” You were wearing the same clothes, And your hair was fixed the same way. You were having the same wrinkled frown in your face, and was chewing the same bubble gum. I cringe. I suddenly felt vomiting in front of you. I’m sorry, but will you keep on doing this? Aren't you sick and tired? Because to be honest with you, I think I am.*

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Dec 11, 2014

Dec 11, 2014 at 10:16 AM UTC

estelle-deamor

Masumo na (I am sick and tired)

Ha kamatuoran la, gin-susumhan na gud ako, Diri ka pa ba gin-susumhan? Hin mga buhat nga balik-balik nala? Diri mo ba nahahalata? Nga utro-utro nala kita? Kun may napakiana ha imo, "Ano kumusta na?" An pirmi mo baton: "Adi asya la gihapon, waray pinagkaibahan han kakulop!" Ngan kontento ko na hito. *The truth is, I am sick and tired. Aren’t you sick and tired? Doing the same things over and over again? Still haven’t noticed it? This has been like this again and again. When somebody asks you, “How is everything with you?” Your usual reply is: “Oh nothing’s changed same as yesterday.” And you’re happy as it is.* Usahay liwat nabati ako ha imo nga utro-utro an reklamo. Nga baga hin kadaan ngan guba nga plaka, Balik-balik an tukar, masakit ha talinga. Reklamo an imo pamahaw, Ngan amo la gihapon hasta panihapon. Kay kuno makuri. Kay kuno waray salapi. Kay kuno waray kapas. Kun may sweldo daw la an pag-rineklamo, siguro maiha na unta nga nag-riko. *Sometimes, I will hear you complaining again and again. Like an old and broken retro vinyl, playing over and over again, it is hurting my ears. Complaining is your breakfast, and it is your same meal for dinner. Because it’s hard. Because we don’t have money. Because I am powerless. If complaining will provide you a salary, perhaps by now, you might quite be wealthy.* Nagkatapo kita kanina ha dalan han "Kada Adlaw" Asya la gihapon an imo sul-ot nga bado, ngan an kabutang han imo buhok. Asya la gihapon an pagkakurumos han imo nawong, Ngan an bubble gum nga hasta yana imo la gihap ginsisinamsam. Nangurog ako han kaluwad. Tigda ako nahingasuka ha imo atubangan. Pasayloa, pero magpapadayon ka nala ba hito? Diri ka pa ba ginsusumhan? Kay ha kamatuoran la, Naamin ako Nga Oo. *I came across you at the street called “Everyday” You were wearing the same clothes, And your hair was fixed the same way. You were having the same wrinkled frown in your face, and was chewing the same bubble gum. I cringe. I suddenly felt vomiting in front of you. I’m sorry, but will you keep on doing this? Aren't you sick and tired? Because to be honest with you, I think I am.*

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