"daa" poems
#040116
Hindi kita ginamit at pinagkaingat-ingatan
At sa minsanang pagdampi ng pawis ng langit,
Ika’y aking iniaangat --
Malihis ka lamang sa makinarya ng tubig,
Siyang may maitim na balak.
At sa lubak na daa’y, hindi ako patitisod
Minsan nga’y naiisip ko pang ako’y hibang sayo,
Pagkat di bale nang may galos,
Wag ka lang gantihan ng gasgas.
At sa tuwing iaalis kita sa aking katauha'y,
Tila ayoko nang magbagong-bihis pa
Sapat ka na't ni ayaw nang maisantabi pa.
Mahal,
Yan ang turing sayo.
Mahal,
Yan ang presyo mo.
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC
Male:
Main tennu eevein chaahnda,
<Yo baby! I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor koi Morni nu - haaye...
<Like a peacock loves a peahen, yeah...>
^_^
Together:
Saath poori jindadi daa...
<Well we'll be togetha foreva...>
Ehi saddaa vaada hai - haaye...
<Yea this is our commitment - yo...>
^_^
Male:
Jadon tu kitey meri jindadi vich jaaye, haaye...
<If you go away from my life someday, may mercy be upon me...>
Naal meri jindadi v jaaye, haaye...
<Along may go my life too, yea...>
^_^
Female:
*Ke main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<That I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** - haaye...
<Like a peahen loves a peacock, yeah...>
Jadon main tennu kadi mildi haan,
<When I meet you,>
Bol paendiyaan akkhaan teriyaan, haaye...
<Your eyes start talking, yea...>
Main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** haaye...
<Like a peahen loves a peacock, yea...>*
^_^
Male:
Main tennu eevein chaahnda,
<Yo baby! I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor koi Morni nu - haaye...
<Like a peacock loves a peahen, yeah...>
^_^
Female:
*Main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** haaye...
<As if a peahen loves a peacock, yea...>*
^_^
Together:
Saath poori jindadi daa...
<Well we'll be togetha foreva...>
Ehi saddaa vaada hai - haaye...
<Yea this is our commitment - yo...>
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
Kayraming lubak, alon ay malakas
Tatagaan ang loob, sa daa'y maraming ahas
Maraming kasama ngnit ikaw ay mag-isa
Pagtaas ng tubig sa sapa, sa'yo ay walang kakarga
Natural lang ang umiyak at magpapadayak
Pag-abot sa tuktok ay hindi basta at payak
Minsan pa nga sa'yo ay maraming tatapak
Pero ang payo ko sa'yo, sumayaw at pumalakpak
Hindi ka baliw sa iyong gagawin
Ipakita ang galing at taas ng mithiin
Daan naman talaga minsa'y mahirap tahiin
Ngunit kapag umayaw, ika'y palpak na tatawagin
Matapos ang hirap, asahan mo ang sarap
Damhin ang lasap ng natupad na pangarap
Bawat pawis at dugo, kapalit ay karanasan at kamalayan
Na sa iyo ngayon ay magsisilbing kayamanan
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 4:15 PM UTC
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Marshmallow factories
Are covered in goo
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Not all of these
Are going to rhyme
Roses are red
Violets are purple
Whoever wrote that
Was an idiot
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My favorite is Discord
Who used to be Q
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you count in binary
You'll never have 2
Roses are red
Violets are blue
MEEP
Roses are red
Violets are blue, da ba dee da ba daa...
Roses are black
Violets are black
Everything is black
I'm Batman
Roses are blue
Violets are red
Something is wrong
With my head
The Math section is red
Social Studies is blue
I have too much homework
I want to cry
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please don't get stuck
In the spilled glue
Roses are purple
Violets are green
I'm just here revving
My limousine
Roses are red
They have thorns
Don't touch them
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I want to turn this
Into a haiku
Roses are crimson
Violets are the fairest blue
And so fair are you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
That was pretty good
For being written on the fly
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Ridiculous Inflatable
Swan Thing
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I need to sleep
No
you are so And
sweet is Sugar
blue are Violets
red are Roses
Roses are red
Violets are blue
There is no try
Do not or do
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Dab on those haters
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Think I'll paint them
On my shoe
Roses are red, dilly dilly
Violets are blue
Is this copyrighted, dilly dilly
I have no clue
Lavender's blue
Lavender's green
I store my sanity
In a canteen
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm too cynical
And yet too cheesy
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Spellcheck doesn't know meep?!?
Roses are rosy
Violets are violet
I want to be
A submarine pilot
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Something something
Pikachu
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Illuminati
They're watching you
Gryffindor's red
Ravenclaw's blue
WHY IS IT AN EAGLE
NOT A RAVEN
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Be mine
I'm desperate
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't want romance
Stop asking
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm running low on ideas
We're almost through
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
Don't eat too much
Roses are red
Never mind
Life's too short
Eat all the sugar you can find
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You're still here?
Good job you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Happy Valentines Day
Bye
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC
Igwang mga aldáw na mayò na talagang naglalaog sa isip ko, Masakiton magsurat ning maski ano. Piriton ko man mas naghahaloy asin mas magabat, garo nakagakod as sakuyang mga bitis sa daga. Kan nakanood akong magsurat, duman ko nadiskobre an ika-duwang harong sa laog kan sakuyang isip. "Libre man daa an mangarap" kaya sige lang ipikit mo an saimong mata asin hagadon gabos na pwede **** makuha. Pero bako digdi sa nadiskobre kong lugar, gabos na hahagadon mo pwede **** makuha mayong limitasyon pero igwang kapalit. Gabos igwang kapalit.
Sarong úban.
Sarong úban karibay sa gabos na kaipuhan, kagustohan, asin kaugmahan.
Sarong úban.
Igwang aldaw aldáw na mayò talagang naglalaog sa isip ko asin warâ naman an gabos na buhok ko.
—𝐔𝐛𝐚𝐧, a Bikol poetry.
Have you ever wonder what happens to your hair?
Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 11:55 AM UTC
Masiramón su napangiturogan ko káso-banggí
Yáon daa ako sa saròng kakanan na matindi
Kaibahan an barkada kong daí man mapahuri
Hinapot kun tàno ta yàon kami igdi
Daí daa áram, pángiturogán ko daa ini
Daí ko din áram kun tàno yáon ako igdi
Basta kakanan mayòng durulagan
Órder pa kita nin saròng case saká pulutan
Mayòng urulian hanggan
Daí nagpapahiling an sáldang
Paluwayon ta an pagdalagan kan mundó
Ngunyán na banggí mayòng mamumundô
Ngunyán…
Matagay…
Habang túrog an mga búhay.
Ta pagmatá ta sa ága
Yáon nanaman sindá
Mga parahabon kan kabuháyan ta
Aldáw na gáyo mayòng sinásantó
Ta an paghiling sa sadíri garó sánto
Piráng haróng pa an raraoton?
Piráng badò pa an rarábrabón?
Piráng tsinélas pa an wawalaton?
Piráng búhay pa an kakaipuhanon?
Kan mga yáon sa taas
Sindá daa an batas
Kayang paikoton kan kwarta
An mga matá kan mga gútom
Kan mga pamilyang mayò ng kakanón
Piráng árog ko pa an hinahalat?
Piráng árog ko pa…
An ma-unás para lang sa kakanón?
Piráng árog ko pa an gagadanon?
Piráng banggí pa akong mangingiturugan
Na sana sa pagmata ko daí ko na iisipon
Kun sáin ako mahanap nin kakanón.
—𝐔𝐧𝐚𝐬, a Bikol poetry.
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
Nagpundo an sinasakayan kong bus
Sa sarong kakanan sa Tiaong
Kinabahan pati ako ta baka nakalampas
Stop over daa sabi ni manong
Maray nalang
napapaihi naman ako
Luway-luway akong nagbaba
Luway-luway man na naghibi an langit
Makusogon na daguldól
An nagsabat sa sakuyang pag-ihi
Garo baga may gusto sakong sabihon
Garo may naparong akong bihon
Údto na palan, oras na para magkakan
Naglakaw na ko pabalik sa bus
Kan igwang lalaki na nagalok
"Madya, mapangudto" an sabi sako
Hiniling ko an bus garo dai pa man mahali
Kaya dali-dali akong nagkuang plato
Digdi na lugod ako mapangudto
Kadakol kakanon
Pero lumpia an sakuyang pipilion
Nag-luwas pang alak
Ribong na an balanak
Pulotan naman an balak
Basog-basog na an sakuyang tulak
Kan pagkatapos kong magchibog
Nagpahiran-hiran sa irarom kan niyog
Nagpundo na an urán
Maugma na ulit an saldang
Gutom man lang palan
Nagpundo na an urán
Asin mayò naman akong sasakayan
Napasiram kaya an kakan
Uni ako garo tungaw na binayaan
Pero ayos lang
Basog-basóg man
—𝐔𝐝𝐭𝐨, a Bikol poetry.
Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 11:55 AM UTC
Nagigirumduman ko nanaman an namit
Kan tocino na binakal ni Papa ki Pay Tasing
An parong habang piniprito sa kawali
An pagtilampsik kan lanang sobrang init
Inaabangan ko an pag-ugpa kan kakanon
Sa lamesa ming maugmahon
Yaon si tugang na mayong ibang ginibo
Kundi an magselpon maghapon
Si Papa na inaabangan an balita sa TV
Uni ako sadit-sadit
Dai pa kayang magkakan solo
Kaya inaabang ko an eroplano
Nagitok-itok may darang maluto
Saka paborito kong tocino
Naglalayog daa sabi ni Mama
"Open your mouth na"
Arog lang kani an buhay mi kadto
Simple lang pero magkaibahan
Sa atubangan kan lamesa
Mahihiling mo an pagpadangat ninda
Mauumok ka sa kaugmahang dara
Simple man lang an gusto ko
An makainom nin tubig
Sa atubangan nindo.
—𝐔𝐦𝐨𝐤, a Bikol poetry.
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
Its eighteen months since her delivery
Now she is penning odes ostensibly
Crayons in both hands: she is standing tall
What Dada says? "No writing on the wall."
With great care baby writes her graffiti
Not much untouched by her audacity
He tries to compromise with a new book
but baby says, "Daa Daa"; with a stern look
He has to admit the walls are hers now
Filled with scribbles and a chromatic cow
Its her version of Van Gogh's Starry Night
without the stars; a novice oversight
She's more surreal than Salvador Dali
The writing's on my wall: Pure Graffiti
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
Igwang sarong aki na kada banggi naghihibi.
Igwang daa kayang nagkukurahaw sa iraróm kan saiyang higdaan, inaapod an saiyang pangaran. Makulog sa matá an pagturo kan luha, malanit kapag namamarâ sa lalawgon asin magabat sa daghan an kada pagsambit kan pangaran niya. Pirmi niyang hinahalat an pagsirang kan saldang, bigla nalang kaya nawawarâ an mga boses sa iraróm kan kama.
Pirang aldaw pa an nag-agi, makatakoton pa nanggad an banggi kaya ginibo niya, inapon niya an saiyang kama asin nagturog siya salóg. Inaabangan an pagluwas kan lalawgon kan nag-aapod sa saiyang sagradong pangáran. Pirang oras pa narisa niya na kinakaulay niya an sadiri niya sa tungod kan salming.
"Mag-uyon ka sa gabos na sasabihon ko"
–Sabi kan nakaulay niya sa salming.
—𝐔𝐲𝐨𝐧, a Bikol poetry.
Who will agree to yourself?
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 11:54 AM UTC
Da dana da da dana da,
Da dana da da da;
Dana da ddana da,
Da dana da dada.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
I would take out a bow
sharpen it like a blade
and play your body
until you've bled out
if I thought there was
any real music in you
now, all I want to do
is dance around you
like I'm playing the banjo
romping around a bush
singing a song
with no words
just la-da-daa
da-da-daaaaaa
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
pluck, ****
**** and pluck some more
light you on fire
and say,
yes,
I see now why you might be blind
yet the bush was already on fire!
if only I had enough **** to put it out
but it's dry
the **** bush is so **** dry
you're on your own friend
'cause you're far too far
from the river
I could use a drink myself
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
now I lay me down to sleep,
I hoped for snow, the refrigerator
hums, I am buried.
rain mists spits
and I am over this.
wake me in the moonlight,
close my eyes and I am there.
walk with me, we're on the moon.
it's chilly but we're too busy dancing.
I wish you didn't see me twisted,
but I know you do.
It's alright, it's sorta true.
I knit knots in my belly,
it's turning me blue
and it's heavy.
shake me just a little,
hold me till midnight.
laaadeee daaaa dee
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
Soon you'll leave
And I'll just believe,
That day dreams
Have engulfed me
Completely,
Died long ago
And this story just deems
To repeat what I know
Is the next twist
The next ahhh
Even if you insist
On what's magical Ta-daa,
No more the less real
Than what I feel;
Grip the sheets tighter
Feeling lighter and lighter,
Turn the lights down
All will be a nightmare
Once again return fare
Leaves nothing but a frown,
Middle of the road
Wandering moose
Fight to wake from this code
Hit the snooze
On death
Startled alive
Gasping for breath,
Sweat beading; dive
Under the shower,
I'll await you
Next season's new flower
Before the summer is due...
© okpoet
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
je tu chddan vaali cheez hunda ni yaara
ve tenu kadon daa hi chdd jaana si
-aadi
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 1:59 PM UTC
This is the face of god
Craven and loud, pay him his due.
He loves gold.
He smiles in silver. Shiny and metal.
Dig it up and serve it to him,
He put it there for you to find.
He does love hide and seek.
Taa – daa, surprise,
You owe him more money.
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 1:55 PM UTC