Love is just a passing momentA flicker of lightnot-knowingly fading the nick of time It is a euphemismas subtle as drinking coffeeWhen you get temptedyou forget to quit But if there is an insightof how worst you becomeYou tend to look overthe damages that have been done Love is never easyNo one saidNo one didBut … Continue reading Love: of what is it made?
Tag: Poem
eyes on you.
how lovely is itto gain what you needwhen all what we careis all about what you did but I know who you areand I always see it throughyou often roll your eyeswhen no one stares at you note: this belongs to the five poems i created when i was having a tough time. i don’t … Continue reading eyes on you.
Pagtapat
ang tinig ng gabinananatiling tahimikat ito’y lalong lumalimnang ika’y biglang humikbi antok at luhaang pumapagod sa matabalak mo ba tumahansa pagsapit ng umaga ilabas mo ang lahatdamdamin ay ilahadang sarili’y imulatsa mga alaalang makalat ituon ang mundosa kanyang puwestodoon tumungoupang sabihin ang totoo pilit isipinang bawat lihimsubukang piliinmga salitang sasabihin ulan ay bubuhosboses ay mapapaospuso … Continue reading Pagtapat
The Preacher is A Hypocrite
A father of multitude mediocrity, Spoke about his truth and prophecies; Raised his arms with power in hands; “Those who feast on heaven shall glory the poor and the land.” Our father has a veneering gluttony, Fashioned with wit and simplicity; The harbinger of peace and serenity; The messiah of great humanity. To be good … Continue reading The Preacher is A Hypocrite
Tales of Sarimanok and Bakunawa
A fabled creatureHarbinger of good fortuneRests at heaven’s gate By the plans of fateAstonishing beautyCloaked by the rainbows Its crimson eyes glowsFeathers flaps and flies up highSarimanok has risen! Myth 'bout the serpent Lurking in the sea's abyssWaiting for the night Arose at great heighthe villagers threw a fiestaCast him to be gone From … Continue reading Tales of Sarimanok and Bakunawa
Ode to The August Rain
From the sweet nectar of your heavy cloudsSplatters some showers of droplets of the rain,That quenches the thirst of summer dried ground,Where sooner starts flooding the dirt and the flame.The popping of effervescent liquid in the pondWould sound melodies where crickets and toadsSing a lullaby for the storm to be calm;But the wind whirrs loudly … Continue reading Ode to The August Rain
The Regret
On my first sight of you,You were nothing special.Yet as we exchanged friendly words,A swarm of butterflies tingled my core.You came closer; I was star-stunned.That’s my first memory of us. On a second thought, you were a half gentleman.Kind of a good boy, sort of a daredevil lover.Time passed us by, and we’re still on … Continue reading The Regret
The Encounter with The Hermit
What if one day in your life, you lost your path? Then in a chance encounter, you met a hermit. He approached you with the following questions below. What will be your reply? You, who wandered through the surface of soil,Have you cleaned your feet before you walked?Have you offered some goods to the oldest … Continue reading The Encounter with The Hermit
Andromeda
What things do exist in the darkest room of my body? Since, it was always been dim, I sometimes saw lights that twinkle;Zooming in are stars that sparkle,Where assumingly, there are no planets revolving. If you are wondering, where does my sun located?Not in my heart for it is the nest of my moon,Nor in … Continue reading Andromeda
Art as The Aves
Art is a flamingo.It blooms in a flock of pigeonsBut glamours moreWithin the flamboyance of its own. Art is a peacock.It is the beauty of the ancientThat flaps its tail Made of finest elegance. Art is a nightingale.It whistles its sweetest songsWith all willing creaturesChoir in its unison. Art is a jaybird.Its plumage of cerulean … Continue reading Art as The Aves
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