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hi Jun 2019
I was six when we used to play fairy
The unknown didn’t even bother me,
I went along with the rhythm
The neighborhood was my kingdom
The front yard was my palace
And nothing has malice.

We used to play pretends
Along with friends, without stupid trends
Worlds of magic and fantasy,
Flashily, randomly, valiantly, yet on rhapsody.
We made up spells and slayed dragons.
Years later, we had our own battles.

We looked at each other and all they think about is ***
All they do now is flex
Milktea, Sampgyupsal, Iphone X
Everybody now is an object of what's next.
Those things that should be treasured forever,
I wonder if they still remember.

Remember how the cold breeze of Christmas mixed well in December,
How "Ber Months" was welcomed by September,
How happy it was to do trick or treats at November
When celebrations meant for every family member to be together.
People forgot so fast like it was plaque,
No one even tried to be awake.

Kids these days will never understand
The heat of afternoon I withstand
To play "Patintero", "Garter" and "Piko"
How we chased "Binatog" and "Taho"
To have our bare foot at the heat or wet ground
With ignorance at our feet, we had the world as our playground.

All I seen in social media is words,
Words of people who wants likes and hearts.
I guess only few remember,
How good it was when we were younger.
Ignorance was bliss
When did we become like this?
I've read a poem here entitled "Ignorance was Bliss" so I decided to make my own version. No plagiarism intended, full credits to the rightful owner of the idea, unfortunately I can't find the poem anymore and I can't give proper credits.
ForgottenDiety Sep 2018
Dae
You are the unexpected twist of my 2018,
my knight in shining armour,
my milktea buddy,
my rant-support system,
my more than colleague pal.

You keep me sane when things unsteady,
You make me laugh when I feel down.
You remind me to take care of myself,
You make me feel like a woman.

But forgive me if I need to stop this
Just for me stay away from gossips
For you are a married man,
That I will never call ‘mine’
Khrome Mar 2019
The vivid darkness of nightfall amplifies since the day you left,
the warmth in my being slowly fades likes a hot cup of tea in winter breeze,
each moment my mind brushes a glimpse of the smiles we shared and moments we held each others hand,
my tears runs down my cheeks as broken faucets,
raindrops on an autumn rain.

The first few minutes of our departure are the easiest i can say, but the rest is hell.
so hellish that all the things I cherished in the world turned against me.
betrayed me in a way as hurtful as stabbing me in the heart while saying you care for me,
you love me,
and you will never leave my side,
knowing that it is all just comforting lies.

Walking in circles not knowing where to go,
my eyes gets blurry from the steam of my own warm tears,
holding a cup of milktea with its melting ice,
like how my sanity melts in deep dark void.

Soon enough I know that this will all end, the circles I am walking into will form a path that will lead me to eden,
hoping that before my sanity melts I get to see the light at end of this deep dark void,
and when that time comes I know I can meet you with a smile on my lips and thank you for how much you make me strong.
dedicated to my friend that has been heart-broken. "Smile again Patrice!"

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