"imortal" poems
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
5:43 PM
Sa panahon ngayon uminom ka ng maraming salitang "mag ingat ka".
Dahil sa mundong ginagalawan mo hindi ka sigurado.
Hindi ka tiyak sa mga makakasalubong mo at lalong hindi ka tiyak sa seguridad mo.
Tao ka lang at di imortal na may kapangyaring i time machine ang nakaraan, kung sakaling bawiin na ito.
Hindi ka mutant na kayang patigilan ang mga taong may masamang balak sayo.
At lalong hindi ka super hero para di tamaan ng mga balang hatid sayo ng mundo.
Hindi ka si superman na may kakayahang hindi makaramdam ng sakit.
Na kung sa panong paraan, hindi ko 'yon alam.
Tama na ang pagpapanggap.
Hindi kana tulad ng dating matibay.
Kasi matibay ka lang.
Hindi kana tulad ng dating malakas para sabihing kaya mo ang lahat.
Kasi kinakaya mo lang.
Para kang si joker na kahit nakasimangot may malaking ngiti parin sa labi.
Pinapaalala ko lang sayo,
hindi lahat ng tumatawa ay masaya.
Hindi kana bata para sa tuwing iiyak ka ay may handang sumaklolo para pawiin ang lungkot mo.
Hindi din mapa ang makakapagsabi ng lugar kung saan ka dapat magtungo, bagkos hanapin mo ito.
Tulad ng isang batang nawawala,
Sabik at handang tanawin ang bukas.
Hindi para tumakas kung hindi para hanapin ang lugar na magpapasaya sayo.
Hindi lahat ng tao ay totoo, iba ay balatkayo.
Hindi ako sigurado sa paghakbang mo kasama ako ay hindi ko masusugatan ang mga paa mo.
Kung ako ba ang makakapag pahilom ng sugatan **** pagkatao.
Kasi tulad mo duguan din ako.
Hindi ko 'yon masisigurado.
Kaya uulitin ko sayo,
Sa mundong ito,
Inumin mo ang salitang
"mag ingat ka".
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC
Kulang ang haba ng magdamag at lalim ng
Himbing upang lubos nating maunawaan ang
Imortal na sandaling ito. Dahil alam natin na
Wala tayong anumang panlaban sa lumbay
At pangungulila, nagkakasya na lamang tayo sa
Isang pangako at pag-ako ng damdamin.
Tahan na mahal ko...
Umasa kang saan mang lupalop tayo tangayin ng
Buhay at paghihintay, ng siklo at pagpapasya,
Ako'y mananatiling nakapako sa hiwaga ng iyong
Langit na pagsinta. Kapos man ang sandaling
Ito upang maging sandalan natin sa saglit
Na paglayo, alalahanin **** hindi lahat
Ay humahantong sa wakas dahil
Likas sa atin ang manalig sa pagsintang wagas.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 4:58 AM UTC
Hindi na ako iibig sa isang bagay na mamamatay rin lang
Hindi ko na ibibigay ang oras sa mga 'yong mapanlinlang!
Tigilin mo na ang paglublob saakin sa mga panaginip ng magpakailanman
Hindi totoo ang pag-ibig sa mamamatay rin lang
At iiwan ang imortal kong pag-ibig na tiwangwang sa gilid ng daan
Wala nang malay na siya ay tinalikuran ng isang bagay namamamatay rin lang
At di kayang punan ang puso kong kulang kulang
Nais kong umibig sa kalayaan
Isang bagay na di ko mahahagkan ni mahahawakan
Gusto kitang ibigin, o kalayaang mailap
Sa buhay kong kay tagal di hinagap
Isisigaw ang ngalan mo sa mga nais umapi sa 'yo
At agawin ka man ng kahit kanino
Hayaan mo't nandito akong mamamatay para sayo
Dahil ikaw ng pinili kong ibigin
Sa sibat o bala handa kang sagipin
Ialay ang boses na para sayo lamang
At walang ibang magkakamkam
Ikaw lamang ang hindi mamamatay
Na maski pagkaraan ng daan taong namatay
Ay muli ring mabubuhay
Kung mawala ka man saakin o aking giliw
Di kailanman nila'y maitatago di ako bibitiw
Ang pagkulong sayo sa mga kadena o sa likod ng rehas
Ay kahangalan ng isang batang mapangahas
O matatawag ko siya, mahal, na isang ungas
Dahil nagsusumigaw ka kailan pa man
Hindi ka nila maaagaw o kalayaan
Sapat na ang nagdugong puso ko noon kay hustisyang binalatan ng buhay sa aking harapan
Ubos ang laman, ginahasa't binayaran
Ang nais ko lang naman ay 'wag siyang mamimili ng pagnanasaan
Lumapit ako sa kanya ngunit anong maiaalay ng aking karukhaan?
Di pa sapat ang aking kamalasan
Binaligtad aking katotohanan
Maging ang pagkapantay pantay
Na siya rin mismo ang pumatay
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC
Sou eu ….
Caminhando por entre vales sonolentos,
Penedos com mil encantos,
Sobreiros abençoados, amores bem-amados,
Fontes de tesouros abandonados….
Sou eu…
Me vejo imortal nas papelarias feito postal,
Imagino ser sempre menino,
Cantar na escola o mesmo Hino,
O hino sublime de Portugal.
Sou eu…
Que pernoito ao luar sem contas para dar,
Me enalteço com vitórias e derrotas,
Vejo coisas vivas quase mortas,
Sentimento ímpar de um olhar.
Sou eu…
Nascido numa terra que seu rio sempre vai amar,
Nevoeiro que se envaidece sem falar,
Amor de um amor que me quer sempre bajular,
Sou eu e meu fado por cantar…
Victor Marques
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
Papagorin ka't pupuyatin,
Hangga't utak mo'y mapupod.
Gumising ka, kaya pa natin,
Bawal ka mapagod.
Tanong mo sa sarili, 'para san nga ba?'
Para sa kitang di mapagkasya?
Tanong mo sa sarili, 'tuloy pa ba?'
Hanggang san nga ba ang kaya?
Mga imortal na manggagawa,
Kahit bagyo di ka kaya,
Pigilan, subokan,
Babangon pa din kinabukasan.
Tanong mo sa sarili, 'para san nga ba?'
Para sa kitang di mapagkasya?
Tanong mo sa sarili, 'tuloy pa ba?'
Hanggang san nga ba ang kaya?
Kaya ayokong napupuyat,
Kung ano ano ang nasusulat.
Pero ito lang panghuli na,
Pikit ka na, bukas maaga ka pa.
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 5:12 AM UTC
The petals lay on the marble table top in the garden patio droplets of rain bejewel the petals
Moist as the mourner’s eye she now immortal is beyond my knowing it as if you write with a
Lead pencil of strains of gold the steerage of a great ship slipped beyond earth’s earth bound
Harbor the lights are dim these peeping tiny wonders contain the exactness of the richest soul
The voice was textured velvet it spoke and then lingered longest on the heart’s ear where it
Reverberated gently down the corridors of the soul in quietude she can still be heard it’s heart
Felt there is no agony just pleasantries assuage with tiny burst of light that vanquish the dark
You can feel the softness of her soft free flowing hair you stop in amazement and realize you
Don’t have a care there is nothing to compare it with love bows down it pulls earth and sky low
You feel yourself slowing to accept these bestowing gifts the tangle of nature so rare leaves you
Left staring this uncommon daring life proceeds beyond the vale the void immerses you in
Liquid joy the window rattles in the wind blown storm and you find comfort in this uncommon
Character you spill out the door and follow the wondering wind her essence imbibes your
Conscious and unconscious knowing you have found the spring of everlasting water it gently
Flows from Heaven above and she rides its crest intact in the total entirety of being and
Thought the wasteland dissolves as paradise further advances at each place it touches magical
Electric vibrant and alive all you have to do is walk to the table and with mortal fingers pick up
And tenderly handle the petals and the cage of death will open its dark closed door will
Immediately brighten with the soul immortal you will stand at the threshold of glory there you
Can commune with lost love
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 6:31 PM UTC
What would happen on the day
When death tinkers in your life
This thought might recoil once
It turns a 'men' into 'corpse' I soliloquy
kith will pretending of regret by flowing false tears
Several examine you by discussing your deeds.
Pale face like a winter moon ignite on funeral pyre
ossesous turn into ash
Memories get fade with the passage of time
So what we earn worth by stay alive?
The only things which eternal relies on your deeds
It alive era to era never die
Embellish your deeds with great cause and painstaking
The actions never die, remain imortal with every rays of sunshine....
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
Theres the tree,
Pruned back,
2009 looked like a dream,
Brads poniac yellow shirt,
We sped down vassualt,
Over the hills soul,
Where the russian boys
Name was carved on the old mans ugly tree.
The bleeding branches,
Force us to slow down.
In the movies nobody dies.
The actors are imortal,
The actors get to leave a crash scene.
The filming stops.
We get to see the russian boy go to college.
He buys the old house over the hill.
Becomes an engineer and prunes the tree
That killed him on vassualt street.
We always think of the tree
And the apples which line the
ground like graves.
Somewhere it happens
Every year.
Fast cars and slanted hills.
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 3:17 AM UTC
sou um espelho antigo
frio . vazio . sombrio
como um túmulo
sobre a lareira
domino o quarto
vejo lá fora
as flores e árvores
do teu jardim
há dias em que sinto o vento
vejo-te à noite a pentear
os teus sedosos cabelos
vejo-te à noite a acariciar
os teus voluptuosos seios
fazes amor no reflexo da minha existência
eu sou imortal
nunca minto
eu serei o único
que lá vai estar, no teu quarto
até que definhes
e aí
dar-te-ei as minhas memórias
será muito, muito difícil para mim,
quando já não houver nada para refletir
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 6:06 PM UTC
pode um imortal
morrer de amor?
e viver
nas palavras intemporais?
mesclemos pois,
vida e morte
e na dualidade
tornemo-nos unos
por amor
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
the day gift glow
eternal
the imortal soul
you
------
come!
dance the madness real
love the weird and the free who still
dare look death
in the face
constantly
------
we grow weak
--------
the day you song you are to me
and your powers to ride and rise
hills below
courage!!!!!
----
dont let them **** tomorrow's children
if you can
Dec 7, 2010
Dec 7, 2010 at 9:05 AM UTC
Sou vento, mar, terra
Sou corpo, carne, ossos
Sou tudo o que há.
Feito de estrelas, feito de nuvens
Com cheiro de chuva, fumaça e ferrugem.
Sou a pedra no caminho, o perfume das flores
O amor, o ódio, a saudade e a morte.
O canto dos pássaros, a contagem do tempo até o fim
Não sou um, sou milhares, com um mundo inteiro dentro de mim.
Não imortal, mas infinito.
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
vacancies upon the shelf
emptied souls upon the
almond scent aged
old faded pages
sooth the soul
voices of old
imortal ink
born new
speak
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 2:20 PM UTC
One day I sat down listening
To one of your songs
Just waiting for the man to come
And then in the other day
I refused to go onboard that ship
Cap didn't seem very well to lead me somewhere
Some years had gone
Some new songs had come
Some new exciting feelings too
One day I got up to go to the zoo
But there were warnings
"Do not feed the animals"
I don't mind, I don't care
Certainly it was a lovely day
Spending with your records in my ears
The other day I saw my face
And hated myself, I've wished
I was someone else, a better person
Someone good, like I always thought you were
But as dreams come true
Nightmares does too
I would really apreciate
If you had an imortal body
To never listen what I have listened
On that sunday evening...
Lou is gone
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
The grass fears
no enemy.
If he is cut down
by blade
of man
or tooth
of beast,
he will simply
rise again
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
My body refuses to die
So many time I've tried
The blood just refused to run dry
I've decided I'm imortal
At least to myself
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
Com a alma na morte encontramos vida,
Crença que a morte não é despedida!
Almas individuais contínuas com ou sem contratempos,
Ressuscitam os mortos no fim dos tempos.
Alma perene e imortal,
Não física, mas espiritual.
Renascer com esplendor,
Agradeço ao Criador ,
Deus da vida, do amor.
A carne não precisa de ressurreição,
Alma do meu espírito em comunhão.
Alma que vives de uma forma imperecivel,
Parecendo que outra vida é possível.
Seremos imunes à morte com o espírito libertado,
Céu resplandecente sem dor, nem pecado.
Paraiso celestial de Deus ressuscitado,
Com Deus Pai, Filho e Espírito consagrado.
May 17, 2023
May 17, 2023 at 3:37 PM UTC
Why do we live ?
So that Death itself will fear us .
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 12:23 PM UTC
Life as an imortal isn't easy,
Full of boredom, anger and jealousy.
But when I met you things changed,
And I didn't expect it to be quite strange.
Eyes as bright as the stars at night,
Staring at me as I fall from this flight.
Knowing that I'm a danger to you,
Despite that I still tend to pursue.
You don't know the effect your name has on me
First it was flowers
But now its daggers
And it hurts so much that you don't even see
I promised to love you with all my heart
And yet you still tore me a part
Can't you see what I promised is true
Why have you decided that we're through?
To you it may seem as quite a joke,
But to me its just another given hope.
And I knew when we decided to just be friends,
We wouldn't be together till the very end.
Chasing you feels like an infinite maze,
A start with no finish; you have me on a daze.
If it wasn't for that Nymph that stole you from me,
We could've been together; for everyone to see!
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 8:30 AM UTC
Speak thou you’re so spoken of
Reek of truth so that all your love
Doubts you enough to call you a liar
So beautiful, this sound from above
That always reaches out
When the heavens drop wildfire.
Angels fall,
When they face the night sky,
And be that as it may, they call
For the one and only track
That will ever call them back,
And so did I.
Time was to no avail
And so you’ve spent yours
Watching these petty lives of ours
Laughing at our ending hours
While setting sail
On your path of imortal lore
Whenever you found our tendency
To misplay with the time we’re given,
To misjudge our own misery,
To mislead those who led us to wisdom
To mistreat those who care for our freedom
To mishear our life-ending song,
You found us, where you now belong.
Hear thou you’re so heard of
Reek of lies so that all your hate
Doubts you enough to call you truthful
So hateful, this sound from the ground
That never reaches out
And whether it's lower or higher
There will come a date
When the heavens drop wildfire.
H. Aleixo
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 4:17 PM UTC