"raman" poems
Sa imo ra nipitik ning akong dughan
Buntag, udto, ug gabieng tanan
Na bisan ug namalandong ko sa makadaghan
Dinasaysay gihapon niini ang imong ngalan.
Sa imo ra nitotok ang akong mga mata
Sa matag pilok niini, imong nawong ang makita.
Ug bisan paman ug motan-aw ko sa ubang dalaga
Ikaw raman jud akong makit-an na gwapa.
Sa imo ra nilupad ang akong hunahuna
Nagahandom na makauban ka sa matag takna
Nahigam ko, lisod jud ning mahigugma
Magpanikad sa adlaw na makaanha ko sa imoha
Ug sa imo ra iukit ang akong ugma
Hugot sa pagtoo na dili ko sa imo mawala
Ubanan teka sa kasakit, hilak, ug pagmaya
Hangtod kitang duha husgahan na niining kalibotana.
Sa imo ra.
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 5:23 AM UTC
Sayon man makalimot.
Assignment malimtan,
Klase malimtan,
gamit malimtan
ug ubang mga buhatunon malimtan,
pero pag abot sa imo, nganong lisod man.
Dali kaayu sugdan pero ngano man jung pwerti lisora undangan
ang gugma ko sa imo nga gadala raman unta ug dangan
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
Ning 'wave' raman ko nimo, dibah maam?
Pero ngano man pud imo ko gireplayan?
Tan-awa naibog na noon ko nimo ug taman taman
Ambot kaha kung ako pa ni mapugngan.
Dili nako tumong sa sinugdanan na ikaw maibgan
Nitext ko sa imo inamego raman unta ang tanan
Kay kabalo ko wala jud kay pagbati sa ako gikan pa sinugdanan.
Pero ambot ngano sa kadugayan ikaw naman ang gipitik ning dughan
Maong ako maingon sa imoha kay salamat
Wala nimo gipasagdaan na ako mata maglurat
Imo gitagaan ug bili ang dughan ko na gikan natuali.
Imo ko gipasulod sa imong kinabuhing walay ali
Tungod ato nasood teka
Nakatext, nakachat, ug matag gabie pa maestorya
Kanindot ba sa niabot na grasya
Pwede ba akoa nalang ka?
Tinood bitaw, walay sagol yagayaga.
Murag binuang pero seryoso ning akong gipangmama
Pero ang tanang pulong na dili kaya isulti sa akong baba
Ako nalang gipaagi niining kabos ko na tula.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 5:28 AM UTC
Ngano kaha gihigugma gihapon tika
masking nawala na imong paghigugma sa akoa?
Ngano kaha gipangga gihapon tika masking wala na ka ganahi sa atoa?
Ngano kaha gahandum gihapon ko nga ikaw ug ako gihapon
masking ako nalang ang gapugong sa kung unsay naa ta?
Ngano kaha ikaw ug ikaw gihapon ang pirminte naa sa akong huna huna
masking kabalo kong dili na ako ang naa sa imuha?
Ngano kaha gagunit gihapon ko sa imong saad na ako ra
Masking kabalo kong naa nakay lain na mas angay muhigugma sa imuha?
Siguro ingon ani lang gyud ko mahigugma
Higugmaon gihapon tika masking sakit na kaayo para sa akoa
Siguro ingon ani lang gyud ang gugma
Sakit pero nahigugma raman ko nimo masking ikaw wa na nahigugma sa akoa
Kabalo kong walay taong bogo pero andam ko mabogo kung ang kapuli kay pagpabilin nimo sa akoa
Pero ug kalipay gyud nimo ang mubiya na
Andam nakong mubuhi sa atoa
Andam nakong buhian ka ug ihatag sa iya
Andam nakong ako nalang ug wa nay kita
Kay tungod ingon ana kadako akong paghigugma sa imuha
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 4:48 AM UTC
Dili na mapugngan ang gugma
dughan nato wa na nag duha-duha
gikalimtan na ang kaugalingon
andam ihatag ang tanan sa imo
Basta naay ikaw ug ako
Ang selos dili gyud mapugngan
Bisag walay man tay hinungdan
oh Pagsabot raman ang kinahanglan
Aron atong gugma way katapusan
Basta naay ikaw ug ako
Lantaw na makalanay
Nangurog sa kalipay
Dugay ko ng gihandom
nga ikaw akong maangkon
(Ayaw unta paasaha
Kining akong gugma
Kanunay gahandom
Bisag way pag laom)
Basta naay ikaw ug ako
(Lantaw na makalanay
Nangurog sa kalipay)
Basta naay ikaw ug ako
(Dugay ko ng gihandom
basta ikaw maangkon)
Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 4:48 AM UTC
"Ähoy" a sudden call, that speaks so much ; looking up I see,
a face familiar for ages,up above the dark, sturdy Palmyra tree,
thirty feet high, amidst the lush canopy of thick green leaves,
his toddy tapper's gear, unchanged for generations, around his waist,
just a breast plate to protect from the rough trunk, while crawling up,
a broad smile, time couldn't wither, on that countenance.
An ancient avatar, he jumps out from a favorite story book,
of childhood, he animated a lot of memories of those times,
walking through the narrow path among trees,a loud "Ähoy"
would unexpectedly greet dad and I, from where the wind reigns,
unaware there is world above, ready to reach us, any time,
cut in to our animated talk on atlas moths with broad wings,
or amazing things, Malabar squirrels that fly from tree to tree.
"Ähoy! Raman!how'z toddy flow today? All fine?"
his voice booming from below, dad would cheer our friend;
more like talking to the wind and trees, pleasantly surreal.
"Ähoy"makes all fall in place, Raman hasn't changed a bit,
time flows only down here, up there it seems standing still,
my little village too has a trap, I suspect, time has no way to escape,
if it makes the river languid, no, Raman seems not to mind!
"Master" the old familiar endearment, "Ẅhat's the matter?
from here, above the clouds, I can see those brooding eyes,
The city, shall I say took all those smiles, you would gift
as a village boy , going to school with your chums, this way"
I know what comes next, fresh toddy served with love as an antidote,
right here under the tree, a brew that brims with memories
of many guilty pleasures of adolescence,can I ever reject?
No worry lines on that gentle face, Raman is ageless, cool,
we sit on a pre historic rock, that extends seating arrangement,
in to container, he made with braided Palmyra leaf,
Raman pours limitless love that for others would look like toddy,
to me this milky liquid, is a magic potion tapped from memories,
of a past that I thought has winged away from me but still here.
I gulp it and get transported to a time, I don't want to forget,
Now the wind, I can hear hums an old haunting tune,familiar
In mild intoxication, we chorus the wind's song on Palmyra leaves.
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 11:04 AM UTC
Silent lunch alone in a room full of people
Stringy spaghetti
Quiet lunch with a cute boy across the table
Bubbling Raman noodles
School meal next to the cute boy
Toasted bagel
Cafeteria date with the boy
Steaming bean soup
Dinner date with a new boyfriend
Gourmet pizza
Perfect picnic on spring hills
Juicy strawberries
One year anniversary celebration
Succulent chocolates
Meeting with his parents alone for the first time
Slimy spaghetti
Breakfast in bed after passionate nights
Sugary waffles
Late night movies together
Buttery popcorn
Two year anniversary family gathering
Barbeque ribs
Romantic dinner for a marriage proposal
Roasted oysters
Nights alone after he says no
Greasy pizza
Following him wherever he goes
Rotten strawberries
After receiving a restraining order from the police
Molded chocolates
Sleepless nights staring at his picture
Stale popcorn
Insane asylums daily lunch servings
Undercooked Raman noodles
Mental institutes only breakfast special
Disintegrating waffles
First meal after faculty release
Boiling bean soup
Plotting revenge for a broken heart
Crumbling bagel
Violent lunch with a cute boy tied up across from me
Burnt oysters
A picnic over his chopped up body
…
****** ribs.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
The Great American melting ***
has boiled over
and simmered down.
It's either a fine soufflé,
Or a bowl of Raman noodles.
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
Gather round my dears gather round
For this freak of nature that I’ve found
Though it’s growing more and more common
By the day she’s a tiny girl, eats nothing but Raman
Look at her pretty pink cheeks painted on for $50 a jar
That ought to last her a week, by then she’ll need a new car
Because the old one will have gone out of style
She’ll need a new man; this one’ll be out of cash in a while
And you can see her waste away before your very eyes
You’ll expect her to change but would be in for a surprise
She’ll stick her fingers down her throat until she is sore
It has been so long she doesn’t know why she does it anymore
This pretty pink princess, is incapable of lasting very much longer
The men grow bored as she grows old and not much stronger
Nov 22, 2010
Nov 22, 2010 at 10:48 PM UTC
Pagka pait huna-hunaon. Ang tawo nga imong kalipay, imong kasakit raman sad diay. Sa mga panahon nga nanglabay nabati ko ang dli ta magkasinabtanay kay ikaw aduna nay laing gihigugma apan ako, ikaw diri kanako nag inusara ra. Maong ako mo babye na kay alkansi ko aning kahimtanga.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
"Doream ca tu sa-mi fii alaturi,
Dar ai disparut si m-ai lasat plangand.
Vedeam sute de frumoase meleaguri.
Dar doar tu-mi erai frumoasa in gand."
Am sa te fac sa te ineci in sange
Si o sa iti vezi mama *** te plange.
Asa *** plang si eu de cateva luni incoace
Din cauza ca tie nimic nu-ti mai place.
Orice as face, nu e bine.
Oricat as incerca, tot nu o sa te am langa mine.
Tot ce faci e sa ma ignori
Fara sa stii, sau poate cu buna stiinta, ca asa ma dobori.
in plansete o tot tin
Si doar asa mai *** sa dorm.
Din al tau sange as face vin
Si doar cu el as putea sa te transform.
Dar degeaba, eu nu te *** rani.
Tu poti si o tot faci.
Caci tu pentru mine esti un zeu
Iar eu pentru tine m-as lupta cu mii de draci.
Am ganduri rele,
Incerc sa le alung.
Sentimentele-mi sunt grele
Si de realitate as vrea sa ma disjung.
Tu o sa-mi ramai vesnic in gand
Si eu doar cu gandul am sa raman, vesnic plangand.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC