"noy" poems
id rather drink this pain away than deal with the reality that you may noy love me as much as I love you
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 5:50 PM UTC
Naglunad ako sa traysikel pa-sentro
Kaskason an padalagan kan drayber
Garo dai ma-lampas limang minuto
Yaon na ako sa padudumanan ko
Pero garo igwá akong nahihiling sa kanto
Kaya bigla na sana ining puminundo
Igwa kayang nag pára na sarong gurang
Nagsakay siya, kaya naglipat ako
Naglipat ako sa tungod ko
Nakahiling ini sa sakuyang mata
Asin nagsabi: "Noy, úbos na"
Dai ko aram kun ano an ibig niyang sabihon
Nagbaba na ako sa plaza
Hiniling si Rizal
Na nakahiling duman sa ido
Na hinahabol itong para-habón
Na igwang hinabon na limón
Naghurop-hurop ako
Nalingawan ko an tuyo ko igdi sa sentro
Naglakaw-lakaw muna ako
Hanggang sa nakaabot sa Market
Pinapabakal palan akong limón ni amay
Napagal ako sa kakalibot
Mayò ni saròng nagtitinda
An pirming simbag sako: "Noy, úbos na".
—𝐔𝐛𝐨𝐬, a Bikol poetry.
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 11:57 AM UTC
I am thinking nothing at this moment.
Although I know later I'll start to think depressing thoughts.
Some days I'll feel real good and feel like I can do anything.
My thoughts go all over the place.
I'll just write nowmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmfxvcjcjkknvnncnfncnvnj cjnx nxmynkynnfnmhjnx mnnnjnnjmjfcf
I'll try to write words I guess.
I neeed to take off my pants becaus my jeans will ***** the bed, I think'll I'll do hthat now.nm,gdbjdn,dxvdkundntjhfcb,
What am I doing? Ow yeah, I'm doing me, I'm doing me, I'm doing me right now.
Noy gonna gcorrect annything just oigoing ottoo write.
If you don't love **** than let me go, olol.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
You can't grow a tree with a flower seed,
Some people are just off by being small,
Maybe sometimes the best way to lead,
Is by not leading at all.
An endless sets of chains with trying to satisfy,
Everyone you fear from and hide,
All will establish their theories to defy,
Everything that already been defied.
Enough is just a word that is enough to write,
Nothing is enough the way it should,
If you were made of gold they'll say your light hurts our sight,
You shine so much and that's noy good.
Not everyone must be planned for something big,
Some people fate with them never fit,
If i was made to dig a hole then i shall dig,
But if i wanted to stay please let me sit.
So kind of you telling me who to be,
Trying to save the last grain of your pride,
Wanting to inherit your dreams to me,
It's not my fault that your dreams died.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 1:31 PM UTC
i have these little movements in my hand
which i don’t know why they are there, it could be my past
catching up with mr, i wish they will go
you see as i spreat my fingers out
seroquel shows you how my fingers move slowly and weirdly
i used o grab kids and i feel the movements were caused by that, you see it’s the guilt from doing that
i say i shouldn’t have done that,oh no
you see the movements are abnormal from a sudden moment in a dream, like you being punned down off a ladder
or being knocked off a bridge
or simply being punched by someone in a dream
like last night i dreamt i was given a bag of syringes
too dangerous to pick up
and i felt every syringe pricking into my body
yeah, it pointed into me, i wish it’ll go away
the movements could have been coming from the fact i liked feeling my body
waiting for an itch, I AM NOY GAY OR HOMOSEXUAL
you see instead of liking fighting my parents
i tried to say i hated it by feeling my body
i hated other people feeling me
i say, that if you have a ***** you a boy or man, so obvious
i don’t want to be treated like a little girlie
i think it could be my hand puppets like a bird and crocodile
and grub and possum like other young dudes use weird hand signals
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC
No, I'm noy a mage
I take up all of the page
I'm a giant
(and quite a riot)
Please be quiet,
for I am a giant
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC