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"Tagu-taguan, maliwanag ang buwan
Sona-sonahan, madilim na naman.
Pagbilang kong tatlo, nakatago na kayo
Mapagod man kayo, tuloy pa rin ang laban ko
Isa.. dalawa.. tatlo.. Game?"*

Pag si Juan ang nagsalita,
Nag-aalitan ang madla.
Pag tikom ang bibig,
Siya'y bulag raw sa maralita.

Pag nilatag ang naplantsa,
Lalatiguhin ng administrasyon.
Pag walang plataporma,
Ihahagis sa bangin ng suhestisyon.

Kalaban pala nati'y ang sariling atin,
Demokrasya nga'y may sapin pa rin sa bibig
Mga bolang itim, saang lupalop ang padpad
Mapait ang kapayapaan,
Dakila ma'y kanilang binabagsak din.

Walang nakatitiis sa bayang nagpapapansin
Masakit nga naman sa bulsa ang tunay na bayanihan
Dugo'y dumanak makamtan lamang ang demokrasya
Sobra-sobra nga lang ang danak ng iilang raleyista.

Sadsad sa suliranin ang Inang tinakwil
Mga anak sa lama'y namasyal pa sa ibang bayan
Hindi na matapus-tapos ito'y pagdadamayan,
Damay sa kurapsyon, damay sa pagtitwakal ng mga Inakay.
Yuyuko na lang ang nasa langit
Pagkat nagapi ang mga tunay na Anak --
Ang lipunang ginahasa ng iilang ganid,
Paulit-ulit na, ang hapdi ng kamusmusan.

May iilang nagtatanong,
May iilang walang pagtataka,
Musmos sa bayan, wala namang pag-usbong
Kaya't iba na lang ang nakikinabang
Puspos sa distansya
Ng kamalian ng nakaraan.

Hugas-kamay ang iilan,
Simpleng hindi batian,
Wika nga ba ng pagkakalimutan?
Parang away-kalye, away-bata
Aso't pusa, sa lipunang
ang hepe'y sila-sila lang din.

Batu-bato pik, naglalaro ang iilan
Bukas tataya na naman sa lotto
At pag natalo'y iiyak na lang,
Bibigyan ng tsokolate,
Pangako para sa matamis na pag-iibigan
Ngunit balat lang pala,
Mapagbalatkayong himagsikan
Tapos, hahanap ng Darna
Pagkalunok ng bato ng kamanhidan.
neth jones Apr 2022
we kip through all the ****** on the news
i left the device on a radio channal
  awoke to it burning up static and turned it off

silence as falcon overviews us
ultraviolet sight
  looking for neon spots and trails of *****
            markings that may betray the entrance of our dwelling

i put the kettle on

our voices are clayed
            by our
   confessing inner multitude
but they're recorded all the same

i pour a cup of tea

our pattern of submission
        is signal tweaked
maintainance by murmers
****** thorough
        through our glacial surrender

i take a sip

silence as
aided by the clear weather
   a drone nips out its choice targets

we were not selected
neither us or any neighbour
but far away ;
a story heard on the device
John Milligan Feb 2015
Eye hav a higgoramous, shee tort me orl I knoe
Sheez a clevar Higgoramous az Higorrami goe
Shee tort me orl mi spelin and wen eye pik mi no’s
Ter wypit on der carpit knot rubbit on mi close

Sum peepul saye herz higgorrunt an saye dat shee iz fik
I ate dem orrid peepul dey reely mayk mee sik
I ope dat shee gitz pregerant an az a littel cubb
Eye’ll fead er lotz of kandie an uthar luvly grubb
Eye’ll elp er mummie baff er eye’ll chainge er durty nappie
Shee’ll bee soe qoot an cudelsum shee’l mayk mee viry appy
An wen der cubb gitz biggar shee’ll plae wiv mee an kis
An evariwun wil real eyes dat higgoramous’s iz bliss :-)
Just a moment of madness on a bus journey today1
Frederik B Jul 2014
DU SIGER AT DU ELSKER MIG, MEN DET ER BARE SÅ SVÆRT AT HØRE, FOR DE VOLDSOMME LYDE DU LAVER NÅR DU HAR HANS PIK, SÅ LANGT NEDE I HALSEN, AT DU FÅR SURE OPSTØD.

DU FÅR SÅ SURE OPSTØD, AT HAN FLYVER UD AF MUNDEN PÅ DIG; SAMMEN MED NOGET AF DET SÆD, SOM DU BAD MIG OM AT TØMME I KÆFTEN PÅ DIG TIDELIGERE.

DU FIK MIG TIL AT TØMME DET, SÅ HÅRDT I KRANIET PÅ DIG, AT DIT HOVED EKSPLODEREDE. EKPLOSIONEN MÅ HAVE VÆRET, SÅ KRAFTIG, AT DU GLEMTE HVAD DET VIL SIGE AT ELSKE.

*f.b
2D World Mar 2019
I hear the melody though it skips a beat each time an arrow strikes
A sweet tune your personality plays leaving me to feel so enticed
Sometimes you drain me but it's like my glass never runs out because you know how to refill
It's delicate tank that on average was a desolate wasteland with no will
Think of it as a car with a messed up engine that needs a push to start
Or one of those moments you're losing the race but you receive a golden mushroom in Mario Kart
The feeling you bring chips away at my icebox and melts its inner shell til you can see what it was protecting
The barren but hopeful ***** that destiny and love were always neglecting
I can't picture many days where my face didn't light up just because I got to be with you
I know I see you almost everyday but you're like my Pokémon, I always want to Pik-a-chu
To be honest you remind me of a nice adorable little poodle and I just want to take you home
But since you're a poodle and all dogs go to heaven it means I have an angel in my midst to change my tone
I get all bubbly inside and carefree just being around you on a daily
It's like a sigh of relief, an Hakuna Matata, the only thing that keeps me from going crazy
You're the spice that seasons my character the taste of life I've longed for
The only reason I keep this electricity flowing is because you showed up with an extension cord
Even if I wanted to I couldn't deny the emotions I've been picking up lately
I just hope I'm not the only one that feels this way because you're the most incredible young lady
That I've ever met and honestly if I had to man up and tell you the truth about what I say in my mind
Then I'd tell you I could care less whether I'm called a friend because I always think of you as my future wife in due time
The bond I feel goes deeper than any mere infatuation
It passes a barrier that leads to a deep heart palpitation
There's not a chance that I'd miss if it meant I could capture your essence but from a closer distance
In a heartbeat I'd give up a fortune if it meant I could join your resistance
Because I can't resist you it's like trying to separate Martin Luther King from his dream
Or like trying to rip apart your favorite shirt seem by seem
I know that I can't explain deeply how I truly feel
Simples words can't explain what actions can though I have a hard time trying to reveal
My emotions through my actions because my body can get a bit stiff at times
And once I'm able to each action will amount to more than just some cheap rhymes
You are a beautiful flower, a caring spirit with a delightful attitude
An intelligent individual, a dainty little ole lady who can never be devalued
I can care less what anyone has to say because beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I definitely see more than beauty both inside and out
I see things I can't explain though they drive me toward you, reel me in, have me toss and turning in excitement and salivating from my mouth
And don't worry about the pain you once felt that's a past I will never let you look back on as each day passes
It doesn't matter how you look or who you turn out to be, I love you with both your braces and your glasses ☺️
We can both get cozy, live lavishly and live with this neverending luxuriance
Me and you together, we can explore with each other and make this A Wondrous Experience
#AlwaysChooseRight   #YourHeartIsTheRightPath   #WaitForTheRightOne
#LoveTheGirlYouFallInLoveWith
ungdomspoet Nov 2014
det triste var at *** er så smuk
og han var den eneste der ikke ville fortælle hende det
så istedet fortalte han højt og pralende
bag hendes ranglede ryg fyldt med skønhedspletter
til en hver der ville lytte
for "*** suttede fandme godt pik"

det triste var at *** er så god for ham
og han var den eneste der ikke kunne indse det
så istedet dansede *** vildt
bag hans blege ryg fyldt med skønhedspletter
op ad en hver dreng der ville røre
for de fortalte hende gerne at *** var meget smuk

det triste var at de er så forvirrede
og de var de eneste der forstod hvad de lavede
så istedet for at give dét et navn
bag deres høje ranke rygge
bollede de til en hver tone
for de var triste og kunne ikke lade vær

det triste var at *** er såret
og hendes mor var den eneste der kunne se det
så istedet for at lytte til moderen
bag hendes stolte kvinde ryg
græd *** hver gang *** var alene
for *** vidste nu at *** var færdig
- om forførelser
- en historie
ungdomspoet Oct 2014
hvor mange gange har du fået knust dit hjerte?
pigen *** græd
pigen *** dansede
pigen var træt
pigen drak vin
pigen var naiv
pigen suttede pik
pigen var forelsket
pigen røg cigaretter
pigen havde fået knust sit hjerte
fire gange
af dreng**en
- en historie
NS Mar 2015
Bedende øjne og knuste hjerter,
sprang over det hele
som sultne hunde
tiggende efter spildte følelser
som da du slog mig
med din dunklende pik
og det fløj med stjerner,
som i en dårlig tegneserie
og børnene nede på gaden,
når de snakker om kærlighed
og gudskelov for det,
at de snakker om det
for det gjorde vi aldrig,
men dine følelser hang
udenpå tøjet, som udsalg
i Superbrugsen
i konstrast til mine, gemt
som papmache figuren,
jeg lavede i 4 klasse,
da du hviskede fortryllende ord
i mine lukkede ører;
for tre år siden,
sagde du at du elskede mig;
i dag, da du kyssede mig,
sagde jeg det næsten igen
givin' a shout out
to all the young fellas
chasin' cheddar
hands on the berrata
cuz im go getter
like my hoes wetter
than the average twist .  cabbage
born a savage ill die a savage
these are just
the tales from the hood g
outkast built in me
no phonies on my block
we all had to knock
a hustle drugs n thangs for the struggle
we got switches n dead bodies in the dit ch es
some time my minds
spins faster than helicopter
propellers
aint neva chased a yella
bone phone home
soon cuz i feel the doom
sealin' my death soom
boom
there i go into another dimension
with all my past folks
blowin' smoke
sayin' jokes
we havin a good time
kick a good rhymes
feelin o so fine
drinkin' red wine
no body cant come between
my happiness
if ya know what i mean
aint no hate but i got hate
to all haters
watch me catch a gun in they pate
but thats reality
friends turn to foes i suppose
???


once upon a funky rhyme
i laid this beat so hard
it should be considered a crime
uh minds was blown
six feet deep as my spirit sinks
lower than a submarine
no radar could locate
my reality in actuality i be
silky smooth cuttin the groove
make ya wanna move
ya feet check my afro thick
with a fist pik n stick
the baddest hos with the baddest flows
cadillac music in ya trunk
so dont loose it
rhymes is choosen carefully
me and partna be
enticin girls like teddiy
pendergrass rough as a diaper rash crash
gotta make this cash
on delivery cods down for opp
opressors pimpin the poor
time to even the score sound the drums for war as i soar
in the mothership with two clips
on my nine blunt to lips
even got my girl packin
pistols n **** quick to whip
lift a fool out his frame
rick james cuz i got fire and desire
roll over ya *** like a set of tires grip the game like pliers
as i add peak to ya amfliers
who am i? Kb (killin'beats)ill be like this til they day i die
my homie and i aqueminiiiii
sap sap deibi coli pik decía david cassidy a los pies
de su melancolía en primavera ¡oh!
esa melancolía sonaba como siete cañones grandes de la
primera guerra mundial
cuando él la agitaba o bailaba con su hermoso costado

pero ahora callar
david cassidy sube por las calles del pueblo
y es como si hubiera un oleaje seco frío
más ***** que la cólera que ardió

con todo eso ¿qué hacer? ¿eh, presidentes?
se le evaporaron jugos entrañas humedades a david cassidy
dejándole huesos tirantes
crepitaciones cuando roza el otoño

¿alguno sabe realmente qué hacer?
david cassidy pisa rosas muertas ha mucho
y levanta un olor a podrido frágil
como la tía francesa que escapó al amanecer

qué pies señor algún día
david cassidy se encontrará varado en Cochrane Street o en la
esquina del cine
y no habrá más remedio que regarlo y cuidarlo del sol

david cassidy seguirá convirtiéndose en rosas
distraídas que los niños arrancarán
será un bello final una bella continuación mejor dicho
en vez de andar vagando por tanta tierra agua fuego y otoño
como todo lo que se tuesta asa quema o chamusca

y los que lo envidiaron se morirán de rabia o rabiosos
no irán a pájaros ni a peces ni nada
mientras que david cassidy
cantará todo lo que tenga que cantar
Muzaffer Sep 2019
uzman mağra bilimciler
"susam" söylemininin
nobranlık
olduğunu beyan etmişler
mağranın dudaklarını
aralayıp girmeden önce
ojeli, fondötenli
sözlere gereksinim varmış

göze mili
rimelle çektiğinizde
eşiğin ayağı yerden kesilip,
kapı kendiliğinden açıldığında,
içeride dilediğiniz
süre kalabilirmişsiniz

ancak,
önemle
ikaz ediliyor ki
ziyaret edilmiş bir mağra ise
duvardaki resim,
ve graffittilere bakmamanız
ve sorgulama
yapmamanız gerekiyormuş

şayet
bunu başarabilirseniz
siz de,
uzmanlık sertifikası alabilir
ya da
öğretim görevlisi olarak
orada kalabilirmişsiniz

pik tabi
yıllar sonra
yüce divanda
defteriniz dürülüp
yüce kanepe
yüce köşeli koltuğa
cezanız kesilene dek..

du bakıyim
başvuru formu
şurda bir yerde olucaktı
hımm..
"büyük harflerle doldurun"
yazıyor..


..
Fresh cut, with the gangsta strut,
Ladies looking, saying what,
Who that is, looking like he giving the biz,
And I'm just a cool ***, playa,

Can't knock the beat that's rocking, got em out of their seats, boppin' toppin',
Looking for my Mary to be Poppin, ain't no stopping, this smooth *** playa,

Yo baby let's get on, make love til we touch souls, in the horizon,
Let by gones be by bones, and I'm just vibing the song, like a playa,

That I am, that I am, says like Sam, match the slam, bring crowds of mayhem,
******* on the team, of nothing but true *** playas,

I keep it cold, like the phlegm in your throat, icy darts is what I wrote, not many can quote, a true lyricist, sticking this,
Pik style, the noble slayer, just a playa,


Everybody clap ya hands, fellas grab a girl, and just romance,
Save the last dance, play cool on ya chance,
And make moves like a...

Straighten it out, never chase the clout, really doe, real only for the dough,
Ya know, how it flows, straight *******,
Only for the real ......



Ladies y'all know I'm just a....
All my families is just some....
Me and sons some...
Man this song is so....

And we out y'all
Daan Jun 2019
Kaarsen, geld, ik ben geboeid,
hier is wat vies,
wat louche'jes mee gemoeid.
voel je verlies
dat poesje heeft gestoeid
kies
met alle opties open
pik eruit wat nooit
meer mag gaan lopen.

— The End —