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One Sided Beat Feb 2016
Nung araw na nagtapat ako
Totoo ba yung sinabi mo?
Nalaman ng buong klase
Alam mo bang nasaktan rin ako?

Kinabukasan nagulat ako dahil di nagbago ang tingin mo
Kahit na inaasar ka ng mga barkada mo
Nilapitan mo pa nga ako
Ngunit ako 'tong si tanga na umiwas sayo

Ilang araw ang nakalipas
Patuloy pa rin ako sa pag iwas
Pilit nila tayong pinag usap
Ngunit ayoko pa ring kumalas

Sa bawat paglapit mo saakin
Mas lalong naguguluhan ang aking damdamin
Bakit ba patuloy mo pa rin akong pinapansin?
Kung sinabi mo nang wala kang pakialam sa'kin
Sobrang naguguluhan ako sayo. Lagi naman eh. Noon pa man, bipolar na nga tawag ko sayo. Seryoso nagulat ako nung pinansin mo ulit ako. Akala ko kasi iiwasan mo ako eh. Actually prepared na ako. Hinanda ko ang sarili ko sa mga mangyayari kaso may nagtwist ng plot eh. Kaya eto, naguguluhan ako.
Karl Gerald Saul Sep 2013
Minsan sa buhay natin,
kahit alam natin na tag-araw,
may iilang ambon o ulan na sa buhay nati'y dadalaw.

Sa pagdating at sa pagbuhos ng ulan,
May ilan naghahanap na punong masisilungan,
ngunit di katagalan - sila'y mababasa't tuluyang mauulanan,
pagkat di kaya ng mga sanga't dahon na saluin ang buhos ng ulan.

May mga nakahandang armas na payong naman ang iba,
ngunit mababasa naman ang kanilang mga binti't paa,
na kung minsan sinasabayan ng malakas na hangin,
na ang mga payong nila'y kayang liparin o sirain.

Ang iba nama'y sa pagbuhos ng ulan - nagagalak,
may parang lasenggerong tumitingala, sinasalo, sumashot na parang alak,
may mga batang masayang naglalaro habang naliligo,
na kung minsan nagtatampisaw sa mga inaipong ulan sa estero.

Kung ako ang 'yong tatanungin, ang ulan nakatalaga sa bawat tao,
Na kahit anong iwas mo - darating at darating ito sayo.
ang mga patak nito'y sadyang maliliit -
kapag ito'y patuloy na bumuhos, kung minsan ito'y mabigat at masakit.

Kaya ang tanong ko sayo aking kapatid,
Saan ka dito sa aking mga nabanggit?
Na sa unang pagpatak ng ulan sa iyong bumbunan,
Ano ang iyong gagawin at naiisip na paraan?
cherry blossom Sep 2018
Baka sakali lang naman na alam ko ang tinutukoy mo
Nag-iba bigla ang sinasabi ng mga mata mo
Noong sinabi **** 'alam mo na yon'
Pasensya dahil hindi ko kayang kumonekta ng ganon kabilis
Natatakot pa akong magtanggal ng damit
Natatakot pa akong ipakita ang tunay na ako
Patawarin mo ang kahangalan ko

Siguro hanggang paghaplos
Hanggang pagkapit mo sa mga braso ko
At ang manaka-nakang paghawak mo sa mga pulso at kamay ko
Paghawak mo sa ulo ko at sabay ang paghaplos sa buhok ko,
At ang pagkawala ng mga 'to
Dahil madalas na ang pag-iwas mo sa mga mata ko.

Pero saglit,
May tradisyon pa tayong gaganapin
Magkasamang haharapin ang sakit
Saglit
Sana maabutan pa natin ang buwan na mahahaluan ng mga ngiti
At pagsambit
ng mga lihim
Sana interesado ka pa dahil ganon kabilis
nagbago ang isip
Walang wala sa bilis ng paglakad mo sa susunod na destinsyon
Bakit ganon kabilis?
Kaya saglit,
Ngayon lang ako magpapahintay kaya sana 'wag ka munang mainip.
Hangal, oo hangal
9/9/18
Ang sabog pero hahaha
M e l l o Aug 2019
"Nagbago ka na"
salitang pagbinitiwan
ng mga taong mahalaga sayo
sobrang laki ng epekto
kadalasan huhulaan ko pa
kung masama ba ang pagbabagong
nakikita nila sa pagkatao ko
o maganda ba naman ang dulot nito
hindi masabi ng harapan
kaya idinadaan na lang
sa maliliit na komento
ibubulong kuno para kahit paano
hindi marinig at iwas argumento
pahapyaw lang pero
tagos hanggang buto
ang tanong, mali bang magbago?
mga pagbabagong
sinanay ng panahon
pagsubok sa pananampalataya
at temptasyon
sa huli ay natuto din ng mga leksyon
pero kahit ano pa sabihin niyo
kung kilala niyo talaga ako
ako pa din naman 'to
may ilang nagbago
pero lahat naman tayo
dumaan sa ganito
hinahanap yung totoong silbi
ng buhay na 'to?


Oo nagbago na ako.
Nahanap ko na kasi ang sagot
sa huling tanong ko.
Poem of the day. Aug. 19
Eugene Dec 2018
Nakakubling Lungkot Sa Puso

Pilitin ko mang itago ang nararamdaman kong saya,
Nangingibabaw pa rin nang malaki ang nakakubling pangungulila.
Kahit sumilay man ang mga ngiti sa aking mukha,
Nakikita pa rin sa aking mga mata ang labis na pag-aalala.

Ano mang pilit kong magpakatatag at huwag pansinin ang bawat sumbat,
Muli pa ring nadarama sa puso ang pighati, pait, pagtitiis at sakit.
Naitatago man ng aking mga ngiti ang lahat ng pagdurusa't bigat,
Dadaloy pa rin ang mga luha at muling maaalala ang nakaraang mabibigat na habagat.

Kahit anong iwas ko, tinatangay pa rin ako ng isipan kung kamustahin sila.
Hindi ko kayang magsinungaling dahil sa puso ko ay mahal na mahal ko sila.
Ipagsawalang-bahala man ang bawat mga letrang nasa mensahe nila,
Mabubuo pa rin ito at mararamdaman ko ang nakaukit na mga salitang hinihintay ng puso sa tuwi-tuwina.

Sana ang lahat ng mga letrang naging salita ay totoo.
Sana ang lahat ng mga katagang nababasa ko ay galing sa kanilang mga puso.
Sana ang lahat ng mga litratong nakikita ko ay tunay at totoong-totoo.
At sana... mapanghawakan ng puso ko ang katotohanang hindi ko kayang mawalay pagkat sila ay naging bahagi ng bawat nakakubling lungkot sa aking puso.
PEARL SMOKE Sep 2014
iNever Been iN A Relationship With A Human Being.
Only With My Drug,
Crystal ****.
IConsidered iT My Lover.
My Baby, My World My Everything. iFell inlove With A Substance,
Felt So Real.
Created A Strong Bond
That Seemed unbreakable We Were unseperable.
This Stimulant Kept Me Away From Reality And Everything in it.
Blocked Me
From Having An Actual Boyfriend and Catching
True Loving Feeling.
iWas Blinded By These False Euphoric Feelings.
A Rush Like iF ive Accomplished A Hundred Things.
iWas Concentrated And Focused On Getting High And
Just living The Addict life.
That iHad No intrest At 16 Towards Boys or having a love life.
My Mind Was Just Set On The Streets And Dope Game,
Riskful Missions And Hanging With Friends. Guys Would Holler,
But id Give No interest.
Just Me And My Drug iS All That Mattered.
Throughout My 3rd Time iN Rehab, My Neighbor Would Call.
A Guy Friend.
Daily Conversations, Laughs And giggls,  something so rare and unexperienced.
As iBegan To Recover & Emotions Started To Untie,
iBegan To Feel Some Strange feelings ive never experienced 1st hand.
Once iGraduated My program. We Communicated More,
I liked This, i liked him.
Was Hard To believe that after all he knew about me?
He was into me to.
My supporter, My Friend This Guy Became My 1st Boyfriend <3
041314
Jor Apr 2016
I.
Una palang pansin ko na,
At kita sa iyong mga mata,
Ang pag-iwas mo sa tuwing kakausapin kita.
Binabaling sa iba ang tingin,
Habang dinadama ang dampi ng malamyos na hangin.

II.
Rinig sa iyong labi,
Ang tipid ng iyong huni.
Mas naririnig ko pa--
Ang tibok ng puso mo, sinta,
Kaysa sa mga sinasabing **** salita.

III.
"Hindi ka ba kumportable
Na ako'y makatabi?"

'Yan ang tanong ko sa'king sarili.
"Oh, baka sa init ng panahon--
Kaya ka ganyan ngayon?"
Dugtong ko pa.

IV.
Gusto kong basagin ang katahimikan,
Ngunit hindi ko alam ang sasabihin,
At hindi ko rin alam kung paano sisimulan.
Sapagkat, pareho tayong nag-aalinlangan.

V.
Ilangan at alinlangan,
Iyan ang tila rehas na nagkukulong sa'ting dalawa.
Balak ko sanang basagin at tibagin,
Pero hindi ko kaya ng mag-isa,
Kailangan tayong dalawa.
inggo May 2016
hindi ko alam
wala akong magawa
ang bigat sa pakiramdam
gusto ko na itong mawala

mahal kita
hindi ko ipagkakaila
ngunit wala akong magawa
kundi pumayag na itigil na

kahit ayaw kong itigil
damdamin hirap ipigil
hindi ko naman gusto ito
kasi ikaw ang gusto ko

sobrang sakit sa akin
pag-ibig ko'y hindi tanggapin
pinili ko pa rin na ika'y intindihin
ngunit mas lalo pa kitang gusto makapiling

bawat pag iwas sa iyo
ay katumbas ng lalong pagkamiss
kaunting sulyap sa pagdaan mo
ay bumabalik agad lahat ng ala-alang matamis

bawat pag-alala sa mga nakaraan
pinapalitan ang tamis ng pait
bumibigat ang aking pakiramdam
puso'y kumikirot sa sobrang sakit

hayaan **** mahalin lang kita
lilipas din ito at mawawala
at kung sakaling babalik ka
sana ikaw pa rin ang aking sinta
Para sa isang kaibigan ko na nahihirapang mag move on.
kahel Nov 2016
Ano nga ba ang layunin ng oras?
Mas matimbang ba ito sa mga makikinang na alahas?
O mas mapula pa sa pag usbong ng mga sariwang rosas
Ito ba talaga ay nagbibigay lakas?

Hindi sapat ang pagluha upang makabawas
Para saluhin ang mga masasakit na hampas
At sa mga sugat na walang lunas
Na nag iiwan ng mga malulungkot na bakas

Kung saan lumaban at nakipagsapalaran ka naman ng patas
Ngunit pakiramdam mo sa bandang huli ay ikaw pa din ang olats
Dahil ba biglang bumida ang mga mapalinlang na ahas?
Na pumupulupot sa leeg na parang isang kwintas

At pumipigil sa mga kasinungalingang pwedeng ibigkas
At inaakalang wala ng pag-asa upang makaligtas
Kulang pa ba ang kinaing bigas?
Harapin ang mga ito ng walang kaba at di pag iwas

O kaya naman gawing posas para masiguradong walang takas
Sa mga bagay na iniingatan magkaroon ng maliliit na gasgas
Hirap tuloy matukoy kung ito ba ay pagkakataong maging swerte o malas
Pwedeng maghintay, wag ka nga lang masobrahan at baka di mamalayan na lumampas

Ang bawat segundo ay hindi tulad ng pera na basta lang winawaldas
Hinay-hinay lang dahil hindi na maibabalik ang bawat minuto na lumipas
Ang maganda dito ay wala itong sinusunod na anumang batas
Dahil ang oras ay isang pinakamumunting regalo na walang hinihinging katumbas
Na pwedeng i-alay sayo ng isang taong nagmamahal ng wagas
Kalusugan ang pangunahing aatupagin
Lunas-sakit, pagamutan sa lahat ng barangay
Iwas-sakit, pasilidad pampalakasan palalaganapin
Mauuso magandang pangangatawan at mahabang buhay.

-01/03/2015
(Dumarao)
*Pinuno Namin sa Panahong Ginto Collection
My Poem No. 303
PEARL SMOKE Dec 2014
I Introduced Myself To ****
Searched On The Internet
Most Dangerous Drug
I Was Curious
None Around Me Had Ever Mentioned or Talked About it
At 14
I Read Its Affects & Effects
The Consequences
Of **** Use Didn't Scare me
The Sensation of How it Makes You Feel is What bought me.
There i Go
That Same Day, That Night.
Hit Up My Dealer
Asked if He Had Any Connections
Turned out, He Sold That Too
iWanted To Try This
A One Time Thing, Just to see
Got it That Night
Crushed it Till i Thought Could Turn To Powder, Never Did.
Rolled Up A Dollar
Snorted A 3/4 Inch Line
Of Shiny Crystals
Then instantly my Nose Was on fire
Felt Like it Cut Up Inside my nose
Dissolving my sinuses
The pain lasted Around 40 Seconds
My Eyes Got Teary and Redish
Then A Few Minutes Later
A Nasty Taste Dripped in the Back Of My Throat
So Bitter and horrible
But
The Feel iT Gave Me Was
incredibly Wonderful
Did not expect this much Amazing sensation.
I loved it, Ice Seduced Me
The Drug Had Me Up loving Life For 24 Hrs
Once The high was gone
I Noticed i felt much better on it
So i Wanted it again
The Feeling Was As if You Won The Lottery, Had Every Materialistic
Thing you Ever wanted
As if All Your Dreams all Came True
Accomplishing
More Than 100 Thing's
Felt So Good about myself
Motivated, Highself Esteemed
I Liked How iT Functioned
iUsed
Then iT Quickly Turned
To Abuse
I Wanted To Feel That Loving Euphoria Affect Everyday
I loved it.
Id Started Buying more of it
Without Keeping Count of How Much id Spend.
Id Buy Bigger Quantities
The Amount iBegan With No Longer Hit Me, iNeeded More
I Had Then Built A Tolerance iHad No Recognition of.
I Noticed
My Allowence Money Was No Longer Enough To Get Me High
I Lost Control, **** Took A hold.
iBelieved iWas Doing it Out of me.
When in Reality
The Substance is whats Telling Me What To Do & how to Move
Developed The Addictive Mentality
Asking My Body For More
& More.
Scheming Of Ways To Provide Myself to get high.
It Was Destroying My Life
I Was To High To Even Realize The Negative Affects it was creating.
It Pushed People Away
I Was All About My Dope
Didnt Care if i lost Friends
Just Wanted To Smoke.
It Complicated & Made My Life miserable.
Crystal Had Me So Distracted i Had No iDea Or Intrest About What Was Going On Around me.
Family Arguments Appeared
iWould Get Rowdy Or Act ****** When id Be Coming Down
And Just Talk nonsense
Even if Nobody Was Doing Anything to me
Id Just Keep Disrespecting.
I Slowly Started To Disappear
And Was Becoming A Whole New Person.
With A Different View, Perspective
Unknown motives
Unpredictable Actions
I Lost My Self Completely
Mentally & Emotionally
I Smoked My Self Gone
People Then Started Becoming Concerned, Saying i had a problem.
I Then No Longer New
Who i Really Was.
Not Like it Mattered To Me Anyways
All i Cared About Was My Dope
And Getting High.
I Was Living in My Own Unrealistic World.
What Began To Look Real To Me.
Lack Of sleep
Made Me Start Tripping, Hearing Voices And Seeing ****.
I Would Go Weeks Without Sleep And food .
I Experienced So Many Bad Trips
Methamphetamine Had Me In A Bumpy Road, Lead Me To places i didnt know existed
And introduced me to tweakers who became my homie
iWasnt Concerned About My Looks Rather More into finding more
Dope Hooks
My Image Was Fading
I Became Very Thin, My Cheecks ****** in
Skin Tone Was Pale
Easily bruised
Collar bone out, My pupils Would Stand Out Especially With The Dark Bags under My Eyes.
i thought i looked good.
The Drug blocked the view of how i slowly began to look.
I Didnt Mind, Didn't Care .
I No longer Stoped to think About
My Actions or consequences
i Started to rebel more
I Didnt Fear Or Was Scared of nothing.
Eventually i Got To The point were i Would use and just feel nothing.
I Had No More Emotions
I Couldn't Smile or cry
I Felt No Remorse No Guilt
No Present Conscious
All Of This Behavior Led Me To Stealing And Doing Things that Went against My Own Will.
The Drugs
Messed With My Head
Gave Me insane Thoughts
Made Me Think Evil
Into A Complete Monster.
Its Really Krazie How these Tiny Shards Can Convernt
You into Something So Lifeless And Horrible.
I Went From Being A Curious Regular girl
To Just Wanting to Sit in My Room Isolated Everyday and just get high Hitting the Glass Pipe.
I dedicated all my time to this
I was sprung and in love
I depended on it for everything
I Went A Long Road
Went Through So Much
4 years of this
Story goes on..
Gothboy Feb 2020
Crush,pag hanga
Salitang na imbento para pag ka tamad di alintana
Dahil lahat na nangyayari
Ginagawa di bali
Mahirap man
Masaktan sulit lahat,ikaw dahilan
Nakita kita sa daan
Umuulan wala kang payong
Papayungan ka kahit ako’y medyo maulanan
Wag nang tumanong nang bakit
Sagot ko jan abay alangan
Ayaw ko magkasakit ka
Ayaw din na masaktan

Alagaan ka,kahit di na sarili
Sa mood mo naka depende
Tatabihan ka lalagyan ngiti sa labi
Kahit mga tula ko iyong sina sauli

Oo iyong sinasauli
Mas mabuti pang tinapon mo nalang
Baka may maka pulot
Tapos kiligin
Kesa sayo walang pakiramdam
Dati sweet
Nong di mo pa alam
Biglang pumait
Uwian mga langam
Bakit ang sakit
Walang karapatan
Bawal masaktan
Sa babaeng puro hanap pogi palagi naman sina saktan

Sinasaktan kana nga ignore ka lang
Parang ako sayo
Dapat nga humaling ako kay lexi lore nalang
Kaso pinili ka
Parang **** sa estudyante
Recitation,pero iwas kana
Pero kapag gwapo kahit ikaw mang ligaw ayus lang
Kahit pina paasa ka sigi kalang
Kung ayaw mo sa sarili mo sakin ka nalang

Bibigyang atensyon 24/7
Pagmamahal parang kanin
Sa mang inasal di ka mabibitin
Kung hahambing ang sarili ko
Para akong hotel
Kasi ilang araw ka lang nag stay sakin…………
VJ BRIONES Jul 2018
Tapos na ang araw
Dumilim na ang kalangitan
Dumating na ang buwan
Nagliparan na ang mga bituin
Kasabay ng pagdating ng pagod
Sa napakahabang araw


Nagmamadali sa paglakad
Pagaspas ang takbo ng mga paa
Di matigil sa paghabol ng hininga
Para lang makauna sa pila at makauwi na


Mapupungay na mga mata
Walang pakialam kahit kanino
Binabangga kung sinu-sino
Nilalampasan ang mga tao
Na parang nag-aalay lakad
Hindi man lang humingi ng tawad

Kahit nabangga sa bilis ng hindi pag-iwas
Walang Pake kahit makasakit
Basta ang sarili ay makasiksik
Sa Tren,
Sa Bus,
Sa jeep,
Sa trike,

Unahang makauwi
Okay lang kahit nakatayo
Pero mas maswerte kung minsan nakaupo
At kapag may babaeng nakatayo
Pasensya na pagod ako
Pasensya na ganito ako

Nakakainis
Nakakabwisit
Kanina pako nagsasalita
Hindi parin ako nakakauwi
Nandito parin ako
Ambagal ng takbo
Ang bilis ng oras
Naipit sa daloy ng trapiko
Parang hindi nausad
at walang progreso
Parang walang katapusang byahe
na kalyeng naging preso
Tulog na ang iba, nagpapahinga
Pero ako nandito pa
Sa gitna ng kalsada
parang pagong ang pasada
Nang mga sasakyang parang gamu-gamo
Sisiksik pag nakakita ng puwang at espasyo


Tiis nalang at makakauwi din tayo
Matatapos din ang takbo nito
Hihinto sa destinasyon ng ating tahanan
Makakarating din sa ating pupuntahan
Hindi kailangang magmadali

Dahil ito ay walang katapusang
Byahe ng ating buhay
At bukas sabay nating itong sakyan

Wag po tayong magtulakan
Lahat po tayo makakauwi sa ating pinanggalingan
Hindi natin kailangan madaliin
Ang byahe na walang katapusan
Faye Feb 2020
Sa mundong maraming tukso
Handa na ba ang puso mo para dito?
Mga kalokohan na nauwi sa tuksuhan
Tuksuhan na nagkagusto sayo ng tuluyan.

Pinipigilan ang damdamin
Na tila ba lumalalim
Inuukit sa langit
Mukha **** mapang akit.

Haplos at yakap na naramdaman
Sa isip ay hindi makalimutan
Pag-iwas sa iyo ako'y nahihirapan
Mahal, kaya ba natin ito kalimutan?

Matang mapungay sa akin nakatitig
Mapulang labi mo'y nakakatuksong humalik
Buhok na kasing bango ng mga rosas
Boses **** parang anghel ang katumbas.

Mga braso mo kaysarap hagkan
Kamay mo na kaysarap hawakan
Mahigpit na yakap na sayo lang naramdaman
Nararamdaman na sana wala ng katapusan.

Pero tama na, mahal. Tama na 'to. Tigil na tayo
Burahin ang mga alaala na nabuo pareho
Kalimutan ang nararamdan at pangako
Sa mundong mapanghusga at puno ng tukso.
life nomadic Jan 2013
Someone gave me a round metal button with a picture of Ghandi spinning thread.  He says the best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.  This is true.  Finding the depth of life, what love looks like, was the most substantial, amazing gift my daughters gave me.

Even before each was born, I found myself tying my heart to each life, their future.  Before, I had always revolved around me and my survival, what was best for me. Now even what I ate and drank affected someone else directly.  Babies born so vulnerable they needed everything I am and needed the best I tried to be, with them first.  Their needs decided when or if I slept, when or if I left the house, where or if I would go.  But in return we both merged into the same clock, the same life for a few years, and I could see the world through brand new eyes.

A Preening Ego, fluffed from a career's fleeting recognition, is told to sit down for awhile.
Timorous Self-Esteem, a façade validated by producing the world's tokens, is put away awhile.
Resentful Self-preservation's ******* up importance, first in line grasping time, is ignored awhile.
Gratification never satisfied by a quick rush from the temporary is told to wait awhile.
Self-centered Goals, a calendar filled because empty is worthless, is taken down awhile.

The Grand Illusion is cleared away.

They grow so fast, I treasure their company.  The afternoon sun shines warmly through the living room window, skims over the top of the couch, reveals some lazy dust floating peacefully in the quiet house, and lights up my 9 month old daughter's baby fine brunette hair.  She has been studying a tiny colorful empty double sided box, the same size as her tiny palms, for 20 minutes. Little fingers working the top, figuring this all out;  I am so impressed with her attention span; this moment is so much more important than a schedule.   My younger daughter was born with brilliant blond curly hair, and tomboy laughter; so laid back nothing phases her.  She is a toddler, standing in front of the toy jeep driven by her older sister, who sits knowing she has all the power right now.  The younger is daring and knows she stands with all the power right now.  I hope they both remember they always do.  When they were in school, Iwas pleased getting notes from the teacher, telling me one is talking in class, or the other can't sit still, interrupting, because I knew they are happy.

Both of my daughters walk around with my heart in their hands and all I can do is pray for their well-being.

And that so happens to be the point of it all.
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Copyright © 2013 Anna Honda. All Rights Reserved.
raquezha Jul 2020
Makaribong sa payo
Dai ko na naintindihan
an mga nangyayari
Sa palibot ko
Garo nag-iikot an mundo
Dai na garo kaya kan mata ko
Naglalabo an paghiling ko
Dai na naggagana an payo ko
Napapahibi na ako
**** kan nagbagsak ka
Hali sa madiklom na langit
Manlaenlaen na imahe
An sakuyang nadidiskobre
Igwa pala akong barkada
Sa irarom kan katre
Pwede mo palan kaulayon
An sadiri mo sa salming
Kaya mo palan bukasan
Gabos na pintoan pagnakapikit
Pirang oras pang uminagi
Dai nagpupundo an pagturo kan luha
hali sa librong binabasa ko
An mga letra nagdudulag na parayo sa libro
Tinipon ko an mga ini
Nilaag sa garapon
Mas nagkusog an paghibi kan libro
Nagaapaw na an tubig sa kwarto ko
Nasusuya na ako
Kaya Inapon ko sa langit
Nag-iwas an bulan asin bitoon
Pero kinakan kan saldang
Dai kaini aram na padagos
An pagdulag kan mga letra sa libro
Dai na maugma an saldang
An dating masinggaya ngunyan kurundot na
Aro-aldaw ng naguuran
Aro-aldaw naman akong nasasakitan
Tiponon an mga letrang satuyang pinabayaan.

—𝐔𝐫𝐚𝐧, a Bikol poetry.
1. Urán means rain
2. Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/CDJsZ6sn5um
S Smoothie Jan 2014
Strong is a choice.
I believe that with all my soul.
but I guess if you don't believe it...  
you're stuck. What a shame.
I remember being there in that pain.
I will never go back there again.
It gave me nothing I ever needed.
Iwas all I had and all I needed.
I chose to be there for myself.
I chose to crave life and the simple things
I soaked it all up!
I made the world my new drug.
exercise and nature and living.
life is my new pain and its scars
decorate my heart as momentos of my strength.
the measure of my beautiful life.
Virgel T Zantua Aug 2020
Huwag mo ng dagdagan ang bigat
At baka hindi ko na mabuhat
Mga sinasabi mo'y salungat
Sa mga nakasulat sa aklat...

Ano ba talaga ang layunin
Walang tigil kung ako'y inisin
Nakakalito kung iisipin
Wag selos ang iyong pairalin...

At bakit ka nga ba nagagalit
Ano ba ang iyong hinanakit
Dahil ba sa hindi mo napilit
Ang pagmamahal mo sa may sabit...

Pagkatao mo'y nakakatakot
Ang kaisipan mo ay baluktot
Kahit sino ay napapaikot
Sa daldal ng dila **** kulikot...

Ano ang gusto **** patunayan?
Na ikaw ay angat sa lipunan
Ang anino mo'y may kayabangan
Ngunit natatakot sa harapan...

Ano man ang gawin kung pag-iwas
Di niya ako pinapalampas
Sa mga kwento na walang basbas
Sinisira ang isipang wagas...

Sa katotohana'y sumasabay
Upang pagbabago'y maging tunay
Ayoko na ng magulong buhay
Tumigil ka at magnilay nilay...
dennis gunsteen Jul 2010
rich person  my grammer is poor
where your heart.
an soul on the money.
i see  on money i see.
i have a heart of gold.
i try help people.
  to see the light.
but my grammer poor.
i'am so sorry i'am not
smart . sorry  i'am poor
sorry i'am poor.
some time  i wish iwas evil
but love people for who  they
are .but thing remain
my grammer poor .
have no mind because
i'am slow. i try do my best
but people say grammer
poor . that truly hurt
mead me cry once again.
i want to  be normal but what is  normal.
have big bank  account.
or heart gold that care about people.
because grammer poor an i'am poor
sorry richie person i'am  so dum an poor.
ownly  blank  with poor grammer.
that it poor grammer i poor man spoken
PEARL SMOKE Nov 2014
The Person i Made
The Commitment Of Maintaining Sober
Is The Same Person Who
i Relapse Over.
Yes, He Supports Me And Motivates Me Towards Succeeding.
But At Times He Tells Me Things That Trigger Me To Relapsing.
So i Question My Self How This is Supposed To.Work?
Hes The Potion But Posion As Well.
Like in The past
He Was The Reason Why iRan Away To Go Use To Forget How Hurt And used he Made me Feel.
But Then
Was The Reason i Accepted Rehab All Over Again.
Called Me And Supported Me Those 3 months, i Became Sober Once Again For Him.
When i Got Out
2 Weeks later i Did it Again
Because Of The Same Person.
Ever since i Kept ******* Up
Iwas Already in Good steps,
Motivated looked happy and healthy but **** happened that made me want to fall.
The Funny Thing.
This Very Same Man Turned into My Boyfriend.
And Yet Still hes One of my triggers.
PEARL SMOKE Sep 2014
iTurned 17 Today.
Never imagined id make it this far.
iTs A Blessing.
iN Every Journal iHave, ive mentioned i wouldn't make it to this age. Would Have Died
Off An Overdose, Gun Shots or Stab.
But im Here, iJust Came in
from The Adorable Party my neighbor Threw me, out of every one
iWas First To Go in.
iTs late night, iM 17 And iM About To Get High, Got The Pipe
And the Bic Ready to light and twist
Find This Disgusting and
Sick. about to begin another year to this dope ****.
Started At 14, Now im Heading towards Another sad year.
mr ronald speckleton, the 1100s magician




you see in  the 1100s, there was this man named ronald speckle ton, who to a lot of people

was a real joker, right from the tender age of 1, he’s the son of peter and prue, who were

too ****** realistic , and in those days realistic was a big thing with no TV an d all.

robert through every day of he teased his mum and dad with silly little practical jokes,

he also put cuffs on his hands and said the police have me in their horse and cart,

can you save me mummy and daddy and then said, the bushrangers have me kidnapped

in their cave, save me, and his father got out the snippers, and boy was he angry, but ronald was having fun

doing this, and, yes, it was under his parents expensive, ronald joined stage coach road trips to try and be noticed

and everyone laughed at his jokes, thinking he was a funny dude, he was a good magician for 5 generations

all of ronald’s friends thought of ronald as being a fun loving guy, who loves the world of magic

and ronald would do clown shows to all of his chums, and all the kids and members of the general public loved him

ronald tried to pull a rabbit out of his hat, it never worked, and the crowd yelled out boooo hiiis boooo hiisss

and ronalds friends and parents said it’s over, but it was fun while it lasted, but ronald was determined to make his magic happen

and then his friends said, how about if you can put on a regular show for the king, and  and ronalds best friend roslyn resin

was given the title of girl being cut in a box, you see roslyn would get in the box, and ronald would put swords in

the box, and yell, abracadabra and roslyn walks away unharmed, and the townsfolk who don’t believe in magic

and then, roslyn resin and brendan schultz were dragged by ronald down to the sea, where ronald tied them up

and threw them in the lake and yelled out ABRACADABRA, but they never escaped, because there was no such thing as magic

both these kids died.   when ronalds parents found out about the body in box experiment, they drove the stage coach away from this weird life, saying ronald

isn’t ready, and they moved into this town where everyone liked ronald except for this bully who hated ronald because, he was brendan schmaltz’s little brother

ronald was determined to get these tough kids to like him, so he showed him his magic tricks, but brendan’s brother said, he will tie you up

and leave you in the ocean, and ronald said, how about we play a game called tie the bully up, but as ronald tried to touch brendan’s brother

he said, get off me ya little freak, and the next day ronald and all his chums were brine watched by a weird predator, who has plans to lock them in his old fashioned dungeon

and then at the stroke of midnight ronald and all his chums were ******* in a stage coach and driven to  the mt georgia volcano, as hot as a

giant oven and ronald escaped from the stage coach just as they stopped, and because there were only 2 people who driving, so ronald ran back up the road, and after two weeks

ronald arrived at his parents den, saying, the other kids were thrown at the volcano and that christmas, when ronald was 12, a man dressed up as santa

kidnapped and murdered ronald, and cut ronalds head off, and threw him to the sharks, and the head was being brought to the stern of the ship, and

i believe the only thing that died in ronald iwas the body, the should will be passed onto each earth body year by year, now, the should is in his latest life, ME

totally cool dude
Trisha Lapeciros Dec 2017
New year is fast approaching
Another new beginning of an ending
I'm Excited of what it may bring,
      scared of what's coming.

New opportunities, new challenges
And also a lot more chances.
New hope, new everything
A new chapter in the making.

Another story is yet to be made
While a new history has been made.
Last year's mistakes served as a lesson,
To become a better person in this new season.

Cheers to happier life!
May this new year be filled with smiles and laughter,
Making our hearts flutter.
May this new year be filled with peace,
To make our minds at ease.
May this new year be filled with positive vibes,
Para iwas bad vibes

We survived
We made it to page 365

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
This is the very first poem I made. I hope you like it. I'm not poetic.
Kon Grin Apr 2018
i could be
incorporating zillion words to reel
at the combustion of my percevearance
of my contagious belief and clearance
but i wont
i am higher than imperfect ego
than the dirt iwas born to live inside
equal to the monument of thoughts of teachers
build inside this crumbling mind

discovering the glue to fix
discovering some time to make it beat
at least
a little bit
its my year im here
THE ALLAN FAMILY STORY, THE BOOZING PARTY


YOU SEE, LIKE MOST YOUNG DUDES, I LIKE PARTYING ANDS I HAD

TO CELEBRATE THE END OF SCHOOL SOMEHOW, SO I ASKED DAD

AND MUM, IF I CAN INVITE ALL MY MATES, FROM SCHOOL, LIKE STEVE

AND ALL THE OTHER GANG FROM RAID BASKETBALL, YA SEE PARTIES START

AS A GOOD THING, BUT MY PARENTS ENDED UP BEING A FREE TAXI SERVICE

FOR ALL THOSE DRUNKEN PARTY GOERS, AND YES, I WANTED THE PARTY

BECAUSE I LIKED THE ATMOSPHERE OF ALIX’S PARTY AND ALL MY OTHER FAMILY’S PARTIES

YA SEE, MY DAD AND MUM, ARE VERY HELPFUL AS THEY DROVE EVERYONE HOME THAT NIGHT

YOU SEE, THEY HAD ROPE, AND I VISIONED THEY WERE GOING TO TIE ME UP WITH IT

SAYING, I AM NOT A COOL KID, BUT I KNEW THE MATES I WAS NEAR, WERE THE BEST MATES FOR ME

YOU SEE, I CAN’T STAND, HOME PARTIES, SINCE THAT DAY, CAUSE EDDIE WAS GOING

I AM SURE THERE WAS A FEW GATECRASHERS, AND I REMEMBER, THAT THE YOUNGER DUDES

WERE MY BEST MATES I EVER HAD, CAUSE, THEY PARTIED WITH ME BETTER, AND WE MADE

A FEW MISTAKES, AND I AM SURE I HEARD STEVE SING

LIVING NEXT DOOR TO ALAN BY RODNEY RUDE AND OTHER GREAT RODNEY RUDE SONGS

YOU SEE, I WAS DRUNK ON *****, BACK THEN, YA KNOW IWAS SINGING, EVERY HEAVY METAL

SONG AND PATRICK WAS PLAYING COMPUTER GAMES, WITH HIS BROTHERS, YOU SEE, I LIKED

THE IDEA, OF A PARTY LIKE THIS, BUT AS MUCH AS I DISAGEE WITH MY PARENTS PARTY MODE

I DO BELIEVE IN THEY DID THAT FOR LOVE, BUT, I WANTED ALL MY MATES TO TREAT ME LIKE

A REGULAR TEENAGERS, HAVING A PARTY, I JUST WANTED ALL THESE DUDES TO LIKE ME

NOT TIE ME UP, NOT PRETEND TO BE GAY, NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS

I STILL WANT HOME PARTIES, IT’S FUN, BUT I MUST GROW UP AND BE A ARTIST A WRITER ABD A YOUTUBE ENTERTAINER

DAD WAS WORRIED THAT NOBODY WANTED TO MUCK WITH ME, IN COOL DUDE GROUPS

I DON’T WANT TO BE A LITTLE PARENTS BOY, ANYMORE

I WANT TO HAVE FRIENDS OVER TO MY HOUSE FOR PARTIES

THAT IS WHY I GAVE UP MY JOB, TO BECOME AN ARTIST WRITER AND PLAY ACTOR

I PERFORM ON YOUTUBE, TO MAKE MEV FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF

I HATED THAT PARTY, EVERYONE WAS EVERYWHERE, I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE AN ADULT THAT NOBODY LIKES

I WAS SHOWING MY BROTHER, WHO USED TO SAY, PARTYING ISN’T THE RIGHT THING FOR YOU BRIAN

HA HA HA HA HA HA, I SAID, YEAH IT’S THE RIGHT THING FOR ME, BUT NOT FOR ME

WHETHER I WAS SHY BACK THEN OR NOT, THIS IS WHAT I AM FEELING

I STILL LIKE PARTYING THOUGH, AND THAT IS HOW MY PARENTS BECAME SPECIAL TAXI SERVICES FOR THE DRUNK

I PARTY ON YOUTUBE, NOW, AND I AM PROUD OF IT
AND I PARTY IN CLUBS AND ON THE ROADS

I AM CAREFUL THOUGH THAT I DON’T GET BULLIED

I AM AN ALLAN, ALIEN FROM THE PLANET FUN

WHICH MEANS I AM THE ONLY FUN DUDE AROUND
Jay Co Jan 2019
Tangapin nalang natin na may mga taong hindi talaga tayo gusto.
'Yong tipo na ikaw ang mag bibigay halaga, siya naman ang pag-iwas.
Talaga ang tadhana mapaglaro, kailanman sa mata ng tao ay ang mundo ay hindi pantay.
deadboycreek Mar 2018
whenever they gave awards at school
iwas always so happy to come home
and give you the white piece of paper
that read "GOLD HONORS"
i think you even used to
put it on the fridge for a while
back then all i wanted to be
was a writer
i thought people would think
it was silly
but it stuck with me

when i´d wake up you'd always have
waffles and a banana milkshake
on the table for my breakfast
i was younger than ten
but now i realize what it meant
to wake up earlier than everyone else
and make food for each
of your little chickens

we had two red cars:
one for each of you
abuelo kept his car so clean
and always smelled so clean
he’d buy flowers
for the women on their birthdays
it was a grand gesture
i understand more than ever
now that no one gives me flowers

there's this thing you used to say, Abue
about each and every one of us
how you loved us
the way you loved your fingers
each one so different
some shorter some longer
a lot of the things you say
they stick to my head
but i understood then
and i understand now
you can love a lot of different people
in a lot of different ways

it gets a little cold now
i know things are a little sad now
with no thanksgiving dinner
or christmas and midnight
with cheese and wine
it'd be so much better now i´m older
i understand things a little bit more
like how precious a warm meal is
and how things are always better
when you're surrounded
by family and warmth

the last time we saw each other
you let me read The Pigman
and we watched Persépolis together
i cry a little each time at the end
when the grandma lets the jasmine
fall in slow motion from her breast
it's the sort of thing grandmothers do
that make you feel so warm inside
like the scars from your C section
i always thought were so beautiful

it's been years since i saw you
my mom woke me up early that day
to pick you up at the airport
it was supposed to be a surprise
but I had this feeling something was up
i couldn't believe it when i saw you
my grandparents walking towards me
and i was so happy to hug you
you smell like a mother
i don't know what it means
but it's like being in the arms of someone
you know has always loved you
and knows just who you are
Knight pen Nov 4
GEM💎
  I speculate your beauty in these world
With this splendour isn't of blood
For I couldn't identify who's nameplate own
For which your smiling face is but a rare gem 💎

When you speak, thousand of  aid ⛑️, added up to my den
For which caused me,me of all people
Spate because Iwas in gaze
Your face are fireflies which flew around my pen 🖊️
Glittering,how so bright in the darkness
Your heart I see, it's unsaken Star ⭐✨
        
Well I don't think 💬 more to fetch
Since I really ****** fight through my dream
Dragging all my soul,this maybe the only reason I get with thee
And I know you, would show up
Since you and I need one soul

You've get this splendour bodybuilding
And it's very splashy to everyone
For it's like a star to every wondering bark
What could a man speculate about an angel
Who showed in my books,my dream,when I take a look at the summer's faces and even in the mid night 🌃,when it's dark 🌑,you shine.
    
This has been what I've long wait for
For which I left for a journey which I could not noted an headline for
I went to Sea, drowning at the waves
But not did I see but only the image of yours
What I desire for
When though, I've shun from the sea to the sky,
Looking at the galaxy, nothing amoung your part I do see
Natural you are ,how are you
If be it,what and many years
That had passed without you without you and I been loved
It is but a waste in this world 🌎

Allow me your love,to serve as a wheel of change
In my life,I wish a change
If your love could effect
You and I should be singular
I shall build you a spaza in my heart.
A poem about a secret admitre,been In love,but unknown to heart so sadly love and joy
eli Dec 2022
some days

i can't even look at my body.

is it even my body?


once iwas violated
by you
and now
i feel *****
and disgusting
and i just think
there is no way this is my body

i need to get out
nvinn fonia Sep 5
man
iwas dumb
and easily amused
....................
and Polly , polly  wantS a *******..............

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