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"nena" poems
Napabuntong-hininga na lamang Tila ba tumatakbo ang bubutil na pawis sa noo niya Sasabak na naman si Tatang sa gyera Pilit binuhat ang sakong mas mabigat pa sa kanya Marupok na ang mga buto Ngunit hindi ang puso Ang wika nya, "Walang hindi gagawin para sa apo." Si Nena, sampu na ang anak Hindi na magkanda-ugaga Iiyak ang isa, gutom naman sa kabila Sa sususunod na buwan, malapit na siyang manganak Ang ama ng mga bata, naroon sa kanto nagpapakalunod sa alak Sabi nga nila, walang hindi gagawin ang magulang para sa anak. Tanghaling tapat na, almusal pa rin ang hinahanap Natulala na lamang si Nena nang malaman, ang tatay niya'y patay na -Tula X, Margaret Austin Go
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
Tula X
#No me diga – la nena ‘ta pregnant again? (I thought she decided no more after Tito…) she’s almost 16 – and she dropped out of school. (It might be the spice in abuela’s sofrito…) There’s one in the oven and two in the stroller Oh nubile Boricua, what gives – ¿Qué sería? if life is the masa and birth is the bakery yours is a virtual panadería… Some pulse in your short-shorts, those flexible hips under tropical rhythm of lewd reggaeton seems to summon the ***** from your lover’s abundance whenever you find yourselves home and alone. Where’s your man? Who’s the daddy? Why didn’t he stay? your gaze is unsettling, harshly pathetic. You sad Betty-Boop: are you waiting in vain for your man – or your period?  How unpoetic… This life lived on welfare, entitled, enslaved with your babies at grandma’s and you with your phone is a taxpayer’s nightmare and teenage recurrence (but you’re busy texting some drama unknown…) Mamita herself looks more like your hermana She started this game even earlier, too When you stand, side by side, in your thongs and pijama it’s hard to be sure who is who.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
Taina Fertility Chant
Siempre eliges tan bien tus palabras sin espacios para la fantasía para un escenario que mantenga mi cabeza fría dame un poco de espacio, dame un poco de tiempo.. déjame entrar. déjame quererte como quiero relaja un poco el pensamiento conmigo no hay resentimiento aquí no hay intrigas y no hace falta que me digas que te han tratado mal y que aun no sanan tus heridas nena ya deja de ver atrás sabes bien que no hay espacio para dudar y aunque no estoy seguro de lo que pudiera pasar nunca tengas miedo de intentar por que lo peor que podría sucederte es que sin saberlo empieces a quererme.
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Jun 8, 2013
Jun 8, 2013 at 2:03 AM UTC
Déjame Entrar
Growing up i looked up to you. You showed me what it was like to be brave. But that one day, you chose to mess it all up. "Come to my room, lets watch a movie." Little did I know , I was about to be violated in my own home. "Give me a hug" But oh this was no hug, i wish I would'e known. How could i have been so DUMB. "Oh its not my fault" I say, I was too young. The feeling of your touch down there. "This doesn't feel right.." " i don't care" Nena walked in, "What the hell are yall doing??" "He said to give him a hug" I said That night, we got a stern talking to. "Don't ever do that again" Was that it? All you had to say? I had felt like my innocence had been taken away. Years later, there's not a day that goes by where i don't think of that traumatizing, long-lasting memory of mine. Maybe I'm just overreacting. Or maybe, you should've taken action. I'll never feel the same again.
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Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 7:21 PM UTC
Betrayed By Blood
Un dia orando le dije a mi Señor tu el alfarero y yo el barro soy moldea mi vida a tu parecer haz como tu quieras asme un nuevo ser. Coro Me dijo no me gustas te voy a quebrantar y en un vaso nuevo te voy a transformar pero en el proceso te voy hacer llorar porque pr el fuego te voy hacer pasar Quiero una sonrisa cuando todo va mal quiero una alabanza en lugar de tu quejar, quiero tu confianza en la tempestad y quiero que aprendas tambien a perdonar
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 3:23 AM UTC
Nena Leal - El Alfarero
Hi this is Nena's phone, I can't come to the phone right now I'm on a journey I don't really know I am anymore you can leave a message but chances are I probably won't return it any time soon if its an emergency hang up now and call 9-1-1! I can't help you! Don't try to find me because I'm on a journey somewhere between the past and the future I don't really know when I will be back but if you are in this for the long haul please leave a message at the tone
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
voicemail
It was kind of crazy, Army guys listening to Nena & her red luft balloons, Kim Wilde’s American Kids, a bit of Madonna Lucky Star and Lauper’s girls just wanting to have some fun. Man o’ man, we danced our drunk ***** off with all them pretty little lasses. And like we gave a flying **** for in a moment’s notice, we might have been Airborne, hoooooaaaaah.
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
Army Boy Groupies (Airborne, Hoooooaaaaah)
Photographs of my family hang on the wall. Some I know. Some would recognize me. Others I know only from the stories that immortalize them. There is a family portrait in the hall it tells tales that great legends envy. For the stories left by these faces will never be forgotten, retold at bedtime for generations to come. The portrait speaks of a time before cancer and old age. Back when Linda and Debbie ran the house and Jorge still went by Georgie. Kathy was falling in love with dirt bikes, Joey had to take Jimmy everywhere and Nena made everyone save food for when Silvia got home from school. All the while Papo sipped his scotch and watched his legacy leave their footprint in the sand. Truth is I’ve always known he’d live forever. Long before he began his walk home Papo was already immortalized in our memories and spirits. Now that you rest I find comfort knowing that I carry your story with me, and have the honor of calling you Grandfather. For us, you will always be the legendary Vincent Joseph Schement.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
Poem For My Grandpa
They say so sorry for your loss but that doesn't do any good I thank them for their intentions but everything has been thrown into a feeling cycle times when I just want to forget others when I want to go back regardless of time I just want you They say 大個女啦 不要再哭了 You're a big girl now , no more crying 他只是走先一步 He's just gone one step ahead 只要他還在你心中那已足夠 as long as he's still in your heart that's enough but no not even the world is enough anymore incomplete that's it words don't mean much nothing more I just want you give me strength with love from your nena wherever you are with love always
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 6:09 PM UTC
love lost
weightlessly the squirrel frolics, aping one luft balloon of 99. a mighty oak it climbs, coming to rest in the lush canopy along with the balloon. deflated, the balloon falls to the ground while the squirrel looks down at the deflated balloon, snickers, and continues its frolicking from tree top to tree top.
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Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
A balloon and squirrel [Nena & Rocky]