"gid" poems - Hello Poetry

Una abi ko lain ka Gale pareho ka man sa ila Una abi ko ikaw masaligan Gale puro ka man kabutigan Una abi ko buot ka Gale kung tulog ka lang sa kama Una abi ko ok lang nga layo ko Gale ang lapit amu gid ang gusto mo Una abi ko makaya ko ang sakit Gale tagipusuon ko daw ginalukit Una abi ko ako lang gid sa kabuhi mo Gale may ibulos ka kung wala ko Una abi ko palangga mo gid ko Gale ako lang ang gapalangga sa imo Una abi ko ikaw na gid... Gale sa ulihi mahibi lang ko sa kilid.

0

Aug 31, 2016

Aug 31, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC

engineermikay

Una Abi Ko

Una abi ko lain ka Gale pareho ka man sa ila Una abi ko ikaw masaligan Gale puro ka man kabutigan Una abi ko buot ka Gale kung tulog ka lang sa kama Una abi ko ok lang nga layo ko Gale ang lapit amu gid ang gusto mo Una abi ko makaya ko ang sakit Gale tagipusuon ko daw ginalukit Una abi ko ako lang gid sa kabuhi mo Gale may ibulos ka kung wala ko Una abi ko palangga mo gid ko Gale ako lang ang gapalangga sa imo Una abi ko ikaw na gid... Gale sa ulihi mahibi lang ko sa kilid.

16

Sala bala ang mangimon Kapin pa pag may rason Buang na ina bala dayon Kung nagpalangga ka lang halin sa tagipusuon Adlaw2x himuon ang tanan Mabal-an lang ang kabutigan Madakpan lang nga ginaluiban Sang nobyo nga ginahalungan Kung wala gid man dapat pangimunan Ti ngaa indi gid mahimo palayuan Kung wala gid man sila Ngaa himu-himuan ka pa storya nila Kung sobra ka man sa reaksiyon Ti kay bali2x man ang rason Kung gulpi ka lang daun gadesisyon Sa ulihi ikaw pa ang kontrahon Tuod nga indi mo gid malikawan Mga tawo nga indi ka gid maintsindihan Di bala mas mayo na lang ang imunan Kis-a sa panghatag-hatag ka lang sa iban

0

Jan 17, 2016

Jan 17, 2016 at 6:18 AM UTC

engineermikay

Nobya Nga Maimon

Sala bala ang mangimon Kapin pa pag may rason Buang na ina bala dayon Kung nagpalangga ka lang halin sa tagipusuon Adlaw2x himuon ang tanan Mabal-an lang ang kabutigan Madakpan lang nga ginaluiban Sang nobyo nga ginahalungan Kung wala gid man dapat pangimunan Ti ngaa indi gid mahimo palayuan Kung wala gid man sila Ngaa himu-himuan ka pa storya nila Kung sobra ka man sa reaksiyon Ti kay bali2x man ang rason Kung gulpi ka lang daun gadesisyon Sa ulihi ikaw pa ang kontrahon Tuod nga indi mo gid malikawan Mga tawo nga indi ka gid maintsindihan Di bala mas mayo na lang ang imunan Kis-a sa panghatag-hatag ka lang sa iban

20

as soon as these blue speckled socks go, that's it. A new bright black death.A solemn weir on a stark horizon.Give me a reason to wear color. My hueless affidavit runs me into the Earth, where I sprout up a pallid keb- brain orf'd, you could drag my etiolated ebon body through the ovine fold or take me to the theater. When I was just a minor teg, I sheared my mim kip, I fuckinggave it to you outright. In this little cote my wan mien nigrifying; my calamitous black, quaffed full of congou in demitasse, of souchong & saucers. My atrous wethered body albicantly degenerating in the atrous sun. I'm crusting over with wanness and you, you're fortifying in the cwm where I used to yaff and stray. Your ovivorous hunger,something I never knew, when first you came for my jecoral flesh, just another bot digging through my soft toison. Like Dall's Prometheus being sheared from the flock-you cut me away. In this drab and achromic world, you put the wanness in my flesh, the gid in my heart. Still. Just these blue socks are left.

0

Apr 26, 2014

Apr 26, 2014 at 5:20 AM UTC

martin-narrod

Mew

as soon as these blue speckled socks go, that's it. A new bright black death.A solemn weir on a stark horizon.Give me a reason to wear color. My hueless affidavit runs me into the Earth, where I sprout up a pallid keb- brain orf'd, you could drag my etiolated ebon body through the ovine fold or take me to the theater. When I was just a minor teg, I sheared my mim kip, I fuckinggave it to you outright. In this little cote my wan mien nigrifying; my calamitous black, quaffed full of congou in demitasse, of souchong & saucers. My atrous wethered body albicantly degenerating in the atrous sun. I'm crusting over with wanness and you, you're fortifying in the cwm where I used to yaff and stray. Your ovivorous hunger,something I never knew, when first you came for my jecoral flesh, just another bot digging through my soft toison. Like Dall's Prometheus being sheared from the flock-you cut me away. In this drab and achromic world, you put the wanness in my flesh, the gid in my heart. Still. Just these blue socks are left.

7

daw hindi magpakita sa akon ang katuyo diri sa dulom daw ako man kadumdom sa pila ka tion nga ako gapanago hindi na pagpugsa ipiyong ang mga mata kay wala man pinagbag-o kung ako bulag sa kalipay o sa gugma na-anad na sa lamig sa ulunan nga basa gadugay lang ang mga tuig ako lang diri gyapon isa talagsa na lang gid katilaw sang pahuway basi di ko gutom amo kabudlay gihulid ko na ang pala di gyapon ko katulog makutkot na lang ko asta ma-aga

0

May 16, 2020

May 16, 2020 at 12:43 PM UTC

try-hard

di ko katulog

daw hindi magpakita sa akon ang katuyo diri sa dulom daw ako man kadumdom sa pila ka tion nga ako gapanago hindi na pagpugsa ipiyong ang mga mata kay wala man pinagbag-o kung ako bulag sa kalipay o sa gugma na-anad na sa lamig sa ulunan nga basa gadugay lang ang mga tuig ako lang diri gyapon isa talagsa na lang gid katilaw sang pahuway basi di ko gutom amo kabudlay gihulid ko na ang pala di gyapon ko katulog makutkot na lang ko asta ma-aga

21

Blodsprængte øjne, fordi sprittens syndere befamler min krop. Længslens læske drikke, af blod, sved, og kaos. KLAMT. Væsken danser ned i svælget, ombestemmer sig ikke. Smagen er KLAM, følelsen ligegyldig. Endeløs og ligegyldig. Jeg har diskofjæs, Grønne, røde, og blå lyssilhouetter banker på ydersiden af mit indre. Gid du var ligegyldig!

0

Mar 19, 2018

Mar 19, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC

HazelLamb

Diskofjæs

Blodsprængte øjne, fordi sprittens syndere befamler min krop. Længslens læske drikke, af blod, sved, og kaos. KLAMT. Væsken danser ned i svælget, ombestemmer sig ikke. Smagen er KLAM, følelsen ligegyldig. Endeløs og ligegyldig. Jeg har diskofjæs, Grønne, røde, og blå lyssilhouetter banker på ydersiden af mit indre. Gid du var ligegyldig!

8

do not write much life is hard, daytime is usually 10 hours, a lot mouths to feed but that ain’t what I got a bed to write about somehow my woman did some thinking, a hefty any of scraping and secret saving, a buck here, spare change squeezed from a secret budget, in a jar very,very well hid from being accidentally discovered and lost to too many little exploring fingers we’ll never wanted and needed a cell phone, just wasn’t need enough, when you buying so many little shoes l, but there she went and bit me a watch, used, not too fancy, and made me feel like one million dollars this watch, ya gotta wear to bed, no biggie, cause it’ll tell you how ya feeling, and how ya sleeping and if I can, find the time, speak my poems into it, so they get kept for what they call posterity this watch informed that I was a woken man from the hours between 1am to bout 4am, which already knew but come daylight, man birthed three new poems, and this even ain’t one of them this is more of a story, bout the who, what and a little why, bout me, so maybe you might just hang round and read some \ that’s all for now, that **** watch wakes me at 6 am, though my body does it for free, I’ll be gone in thirty with a kiss if the good women is still asleep, and some of the kids will be in the upper window to wave poppa good morning and goodbye, which is worth double, that’s what I tell them and it gives me the knowledge why I exist, what my purpose be, and a chance to pray to Gid to keep them all safe till I get home and squeeze the living daylights out of them with arms that we’re made to the heavy lifting to keep then we’ll and happy, fed and clothed, and give me reasons to write some more

0

Sep 13, 2024

Sep 13, 2024 at 6:55 AM UTC

lmnsinner

The Watch

do not write much life is hard, daytime is usually 10 hours, a lot mouths to feed but that ain’t what I got a bed to write about somehow my woman did some thinking, a hefty any of scraping and secret saving, a buck here, spare change squeezed from a secret budget, in a jar very,very well hid from being accidentally discovered and lost to too many little exploring fingers we’ll never wanted and needed a cell phone, just wasn’t need enough, when you buying so many little shoes l, but there she went and bit me a watch, used, not too fancy, and made me feel like one million dollars this watch, ya gotta wear to bed, no biggie, cause it’ll tell you how ya feeling, and how ya sleeping and if I can, find the time, speak my poems into it, so they get kept for what they call posterity this watch informed that I was a woken man from the hours between 1am to bout 4am, which already knew but come daylight, man birthed three new poems, and this even ain’t one of them this is more of a story, bout the who, what and a little why, bout me, so maybe you might just hang round and read some \ that’s all for now, that **** watch wakes me at 6 am, though my body does it for free, I’ll be gone in thirty with a kiss if the good women is still asleep, and some of the kids will be in the upper window to wave poppa good morning and goodbye, which is worth double, that’s what I tell them and it gives me the knowledge why I exist, what my purpose be, and a chance to pray to Gid to keep them all safe till I get home and squeeze the living daylights out of them with arms that we’re made to the heavy lifting to keep then we’ll and happy, fed and clothed, and give me reasons to write some more

59

Eller også er det glasset? Måske er det for stærkt, hvem ved? Der er stjernestøv i luften, sagde jeg til mig selv. De små partikler forgifter den delikat Det snurrer og jeg må holde fast i jorden for ikke at falde ned. Alt jeg ser er paradokser og længtes hjem. Balancere mellem liv og ***** Der er stjernestøv i luften jeg ser dig. Millioner af stjerner adskiller os og river i afstandens sår. Gid jeg kunne nå dig Dræbe horisonten og lad os nå det hele inden for dette øje - bliks tid Støvstjerner

0

Jan 2, 2015

Jan 2, 2015 at 4:12 PM UTC

emilie-vedel-hagelskjr

Ekvilibristen

Eller også er det glasset? Måske er det for stærkt, hvem ved? Der er stjernestøv i luften, sagde jeg til mig selv. De små partikler forgifter den delikat Det snurrer og jeg må holde fast i jorden for ikke at falde ned. Alt jeg ser er paradokser og længtes hjem. Balancere mellem liv og ***** Der er stjernestøv i luften jeg ser dig. Millioner af stjerner adskiller os og river i afstandens sår. Gid jeg kunne nå dig Dræbe horisonten og lad os nå det hele inden for dette øje - bliks tid Støvstjerner

16

vi er *** i nærkontakt uden at at det står os klart du er som luft for mig jeg ser dig ikke men du er nødvendig for min eksistens gid jeg kunne se dig bare én gang til

0

Oct 4, 2015

Oct 4, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC

annacharlotte

ilt

vi er *** i nærkontakt uden at at det står os klart du er som luft for mig jeg ser dig ikke men du er nødvendig for min eksistens gid jeg kunne se dig bare én gang til

7

Døren åbner Et skarpt hvidt lys blænder mit syn Jeg ser intet andet End blot hvidt lys En overvældende følelse overhaler mig Din dør er omsider åbnet Jeg er lettet Jeg er tryg Det umulige var muligt Jeg kan nu have ro i mit faldefærdige sind Jeg kan nu supplere de søvnløse nætter med søvn Men det er blot en illusion Gid det dog bare var sådan det var For jeg står fortsat over for den lukkede dør Døren der umuligt kan åbnes op Døren med 47 forskellige hængelåse Der har 47 forskellige koder Lad mig nu komme ind Please, luk mig ind! Men det er intet andet end umuligt Jeg kommer ikke ind Ikke før jeg har svaret på dine koder For det jeg står overfor nu Er den lukkede dør

0

Dec 8, 2017

Dec 8, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC

Josefine

Den lukkede dør

Døren åbner Et skarpt hvidt lys blænder mit syn Jeg ser intet andet End blot hvidt lys En overvældende følelse overhaler mig Din dør er omsider åbnet Jeg er lettet Jeg er tryg Det umulige var muligt Jeg kan nu have ro i mit faldefærdige sind Jeg kan nu supplere de søvnløse nætter med søvn Men det er blot en illusion Gid det dog bare var sådan det var For jeg står fortsat over for den lukkede dør Døren der umuligt kan åbnes op Døren med 47 forskellige hængelåse Der har 47 forskellige koder Lad mig nu komme ind Please, luk mig ind! Men det er intet andet end umuligt Jeg kommer ikke ind Ikke før jeg har svaret på dine koder For det jeg står overfor nu Er den lukkede dør

24

Menneskelig opløsning Du kan ikke købe substans Gid jeg kunne høre dig sige Tag med til ingenmandsland

0

Sep 1, 2019

Sep 1, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC

sofieschau

Ingenmandsland

Menneskelig opløsning Du kan ikke købe substans Gid jeg kunne høre dig sige Tag med til ingenmandsland

4

I have fallen in love and can't get out. I pushed and pulled but nothing came out of it. I screamed and yelled but was never heard from. I tried to leave love but that was hard to do. As you have taken my heart for good or worst. You taken my hand to gid me to my path. When i had lost it. you taken my hand just as easy as you taken my heart. You were the one that never left and you were the one for me as I was the one for you but could not see. I could not reason I had a friend and a great guy by my side at great times. Which then cause me to fall in love and i beat myself up for only to reason with myself to see that you were never going to leave so easily. You are my soul. You are my everything. But i have fallen in love never want to get out.

0

Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC

tina-11

can i take it.

I have fallen in love and can't get out. I pushed and pulled but nothing came out of it. I screamed and yelled but was never heard from. I tried to leave love but that was hard to do. As you have taken my heart for good or worst. You taken my hand to gid me to my path. When i had lost it. you taken my hand just as easy as you taken my heart. You were the one that never left and you were the one for me as I was the one for you but could not see. I could not reason I had a friend and a great guy by my side at great times. Which then cause me to fall in love and i beat myself up for only to reason with myself to see that you were never going to leave so easily. You are my soul. You are my everything. But i have fallen in love never want to get out.

13