"melton" poems - Hello Poetry

dahil wara katapusan an duon san mga mata mabubuhay akong minamatay san dating kaaway ko sa lawas na ini sa lawas na ini naghambog an talawon pinapagubtik an kaaluhan na nagpapamuda muda na nagpupukaw saakon gurugab-i kendi na nagpapahibi mesias na naghahala-hala magiging madalas an pagsid-ip niya sa bintana para laen ko makita an liwanag malaog siya sa kahon ko laen para magkawat kundi dagdagan an pagub-at makasakat an pagbagsak siya na ako masurat tula. ~Written by Melton Balicano (a bikol dialect) since these eyes have been weighed down on unending i shall live while being slain by an old foe in this body this body where the craven had once boasted surging chagrins that blaspheme blasphemy that rouses this corpse in the dark treats that shed tears a messiah that taunts. he shall constantly peep through the window so that I see no light he will break in my casket not to thieve but to burden further the downfall shall rise then he becomes me penning a poem. ~a translation of Balicano's masterpiece Glenn Sentes

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Mar 6, 2013

Mar 6, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC

An_Batingaw

Sepsis

dahil wara katapusan an duon san mga mata mabubuhay akong minamatay san dating kaaway ko sa lawas na ini sa lawas na ini naghambog an talawon pinapagubtik an kaaluhan na nagpapamuda muda na nagpupukaw saakon gurugab-i kendi na nagpapahibi mesias na naghahala-hala magiging madalas an pagsid-ip niya sa bintana para laen ko makita an liwanag malaog siya sa kahon ko laen para magkawat kundi dagdagan an pagub-at makasakat an pagbagsak siya na ako masurat tula. ~Written by Melton Balicano (a bikol dialect) since these eyes have been weighed down on unending i shall live while being slain by an old foe in this body this body where the craven had once boasted surging chagrins that blaspheme blasphemy that rouses this corpse in the dark treats that shed tears a messiah that taunts. he shall constantly peep through the window so that I see no light he will break in my casket not to thieve but to burden further the downfall shall rise then he becomes me penning a poem. ~a translation of Balicano's masterpiece Glenn Sentes

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*Once Upon a Time There was a little Wooden Spool of Yarn Covered in Layers of Coats Of Soft Protective Yarn Protecting its insides Everyone kept telling The special Ball of Yarn How pretty its layers were How its yarn was prettier than Any other color on the shelf And if it fell from the shelf Its pretty coats would protect it Except one day it fell from the shelf Hitting other shelves along the way And the rest of ***** of Yarn spectating Stared in disbelief Because the coats of the Pretty Ball of Yarn Weren't protecting the It like they had anticipated In fact It had begun unravelling Becoming Undone It unwound and unwound Across the concrete Floor Yarn stretched like Lines of a ruined and strewn apart coat Until all that was left of it Was a little wooden heart At the center The other Yarns of Wool Stared in disbelief How could this Yarn of Wool Survive without his coats of Yarn "He's broken" They said But slowly Over days His wooden heart began to grow So strong that he didn't need a coat He looked up and said "This whole time I was wrapped in Cotton Wool Layers of protection and defense I couldn't touch the rest of the world And now the excess is gone All that is left is my heart And it might be broken Because I Broke from the Fall But now I realize I didn't need The capes and coats and excess The wool wasn't me What is me, is what remains And now I can touch the rest of the universe Because "The heart that breaks open is the heart that can contain the universe" (Melton) The world broke me open And it hurt But I don't want to go back To being sealed shut from the universe Even if it hurts at first Its worth breaking to rebuild So now I my heart is big enough To contain the universe"* ~JLH

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Mar 28, 2017

Mar 28, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC

jade-louise

Breaking and Unravelling

*Once Upon a Time There was a little Wooden Spool of Yarn Covered in Layers of Coats Of Soft Protective Yarn Protecting its insides Everyone kept telling The special Ball of Yarn How pretty its layers were How its yarn was prettier than Any other color on the shelf And if it fell from the shelf Its pretty coats would protect it Except one day it fell from the shelf Hitting other shelves along the way And the rest of ***** of Yarn spectating Stared in disbelief Because the coats of the Pretty Ball of Yarn Weren't protecting the It like they had anticipated In fact It had begun unravelling Becoming Undone It unwound and unwound Across the concrete Floor Yarn stretched like Lines of a ruined and strewn apart coat Until all that was left of it Was a little wooden heart At the center The other Yarns of Wool Stared in disbelief How could this Yarn of Wool Survive without his coats of Yarn "He's broken" They said But slowly Over days His wooden heart began to grow So strong that he didn't need a coat He looked up and said "This whole time I was wrapped in Cotton Wool Layers of protection and defense I couldn't touch the rest of the world And now the excess is gone All that is left is my heart And it might be broken Because I Broke from the Fall But now I realize I didn't need The capes and coats and excess The wool wasn't me What is me, is what remains And now I can touch the rest of the universe Because "The heart that breaks open is the heart that can contain the universe" (Melton) The world broke me open And it hurt But I don't want to go back To being sealed shut from the universe Even if it hurts at first Its worth breaking to rebuild So now I my heart is big enough To contain the universe"* ~JLH

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I Knew This from The Start I Knew This Was Coming¬ As easy it is to fall in love As quickly as the rain falls from above If you think you’re ready To Keep It Steady Knowing that it’s cloudy As the rain falls from above So can your heart I knew this coming in I knew this from the start -Giovanii Moreno & Eric Scott Melton

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Oct 19, 2011

Oct 19, 2011 at 9:22 PM UTC

gio-van-nii

"I Knew"

I Knew This from The Start I Knew This Was Coming¬ As easy it is to fall in love As quickly as the rain falls from above If you think you’re ready To Keep It Steady Knowing that it’s cloudy As the rain falls from above So can your heart I knew this coming in I knew this from the start -Giovanii Moreno & Eric Scott Melton

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I have not lived all my life My ma and pa at the birth misnamed me I always say poor Curtis Melton Died at only three days old I am often amazed in wondering what his life would have been like © 2017 Jim Davis

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Oct 12, 2018

Oct 12, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC

jbdvet75

A Name

I have not lived all my life My ma and pa at the birth misnamed me I always say poor Curtis Melton Died at only three days old I am often amazed in wondering what his life would have been like © 2017 Jim Davis

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