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I have the heart of a believer and the mind of a skeptic
Some say it's a gift, I say it's tragic
I live in a universe of chaos inside my head
Who among us is truly at peace but the dead?
you can't escape the cages of your own mind.
Dear Diary,
Today I met a boy
One that won't break
My heart like a toy
He had shiny bright eyes
And his lips
Don't tell lies
He has a way with words
And his touching is comfort
He offered me friendship
Really the best kind of relationship
Gosh oh gosh
I hope today and again
Tomorrow and a day
That I'd see again this boy
That fills my heart with joy
Ok so this is a new thing I'm working on. Basically, the idea is that of a girl writing diary entries about this boy she met and how their relationship progresses through time. I hope you guys like the idea of this and the poem itself. I'd really appreciate it if you guys like it and please do comment below what you think. Also, feel free to message me anytime, I'm up for some new friends. And lastly, get me more followers so there'd be more awesome people reading my "poetry."
You told me that
You love me and
I got scared because
The last person who
Said that to me broke
Me in to tiny pieces
And so I responded
To you by pushing
You far away
And I'm sorry
I loved you the way I breathed.
All the time, and not knowing.
He's driving me crazy. He's creeped under my skin, entered my bloodstream and poisoned me. He's become a part of me and I didn't even see it coming. Too late now, He's become my phantom limb. Too late now, I am not his.
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
Lydia YQ
It does not take a blazing comet
or rounds of tectonic tremors to
pry our grounds open.

Neither would the giant waves lashing,
or the angry volcano
swallow us whole.

Torpedoes, tornadoes, guns, germs and steel
do not suffice in bringing our annihilation.

From within,

a cosmic revolution
-where fates change and stories rewritten,

and all it takes could be merely
a fraction of a moment missed,
a heart navigating on a compass
misaligned,
or another that ceased beating.
You
You and I,
We started off as a stranger,
Like a perfect destiny.
That moment,
You are dazzling under the sun,
You are like a star,
Which shine bright on me.
This rhyme is for you,
From my heart to you.
To my family,
I know i am such a disappointment
For that,
I am sorry

Every night
I am asking the stars
What's wrong with me?
Why do you hate me?

You can't even see the right in me
It is like, FLAWS is tattooed in my forehead
You always remind me that
I am not good enough and never will

I am on the stage
People's clapping their hands
I am searching for your presence
How stupid i am for expecting you to be there

And now i am doubting myself
If am really your child
Can you blame me?
If I always taste the bitterness of your rejection

I am not perfect
I got flaws
I make mistakes
And so are you

Mom,dad
I want you to know
That  i did my best
But i guess my best wasn't good enough

Why do I have to prove myself to you so that you can accept me as your child?
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
Erenn
It’s not easy when I was five
It’s not easy to grasp everything
Learning these new ‘signs’
So others would empathize
Demoralized only to be scrutinized
Wondering why they always laughed
I never knew how it sounds like
But it hurts me deep inside

It’s not easy when I was ten
They wrote on the board
How I always pretend
I keep smiling despite everything
I did pretend
Pretending tomorrow
Everything will end

It’s not easy when I was fifteen
Almost everyone doesn't comprehend
These hands I use to eat & speak
I can read their lips saying,
"FREAK, FREAK, FREAK!!!"
But this time I didn't pretend
Mama always told me before she left
"Your voice is louder than the rest!"

It’s easier now that I’m twenty
It actually gets better if I believe
I found true friends along the way
They get furious if I get played
Diminishing negative thoughts to dust
I know now life has its eminence
There are more others like me

What my mama meant before she left
Help those who are in need
Especially to those who are-
*Special like me.
(I didnt expect it to get featured as the daily poem! I'm so happy I get to share this message with everyone. A better understanding to these gifted individuals:) And if u have a friend who's deaf or learning ASL. Let them read this:)
And once again. Thank you so much To everyone who liked and comment!)
Give your love.
Even if you're the one being received.
I just had to write about this.
And i don't see it as a disability,
I see it as a gift.
(Dedicated to this young girl i saw in the train helping a guy in a wheelchair. She was showing directions! I stood there appalled in awe)
P.S: I need a suggestion whether to name this title 'Gift' or 'Hand Signs'??
I think both stood out.
Comment below.
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I feel nothing but a heartbeat in my head
When your hands are doors closing around my throat,
Trying to force your name from these lips.
Instead I bite my tongue and pretend to enjoy
The taste of the blood filling my mouth.
I much prefer the taste of it
To the lie you so desperately want me to feed you.
I'll keep my liquor lips from you,
I won't allow you to get drunk off of my kisses.
I won't allow the blood flowing through my teeth
To pass from my mouth to yours.
True love is biting your tongue
And pretending you don't mind the taste of blood.
#love #unrequited #blood
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