A reminder, a truth I so often forget: All things come to an end.
Pati sarili ko ay di ko alam kung saan tutungo.. Tila ako ay takot na.. Takot harapin ang mundo sapagkat ang pumapasok sa isipan ko ay kung paano harapin ito at kung ito ba ay kaya ko...
Alam kong ako’y di nag-iisa is a tagalog poem by Ms. Jelyn V. Chavez and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of November. Alam kong ako’y di nag-iisa Tila isang munting bata Nakalapat ang dalawang palad…
Pasulong patungo sa bukas, Paatras sa takot na mag wakas. Sandaling paghinto upang huminga, Nang magmadali'y hinahabol ang hininga.
Not just drops of salty water but remnants of painful slaughter of heart and the soul perhaps the psyche of a person who did not know the way to beg for consideration or mercy
Karma is a short poem written and shared by Kaustav Nath to The Ugly Writers under the theme Love for the month of May.
I wanted to see all your old photographs, so I could see you in the freeze frame, when you were just a child, & they called you by a different name
Walang pag-ibig na sa huli ikaw rin ang kawawa.. Mahalin nalang natin ang sarili at magpakatotoo. Sapagkat ang tanging nagkapagpapasaya ng iyong buhay Ay ang sarili mo lamang.
Angels aren't invincible some are just too weak to fly, some too afraid to try.
Gusto ko ng magpahinga. Nais ko ng ipikit ang aking mga mata. Ngunit bakit sa bawat pagpikit ng mata Ikaw parin ang nakikita.
The walk seemed endless, but after a while, I found myself back to where I started. It had been a painful walk in the shadows. I thought I could face it with less tears, but I didn't. Although, by any means, I think I had been braver still.
There was none on the other end of the line. And I gave up trying. It seems it's over. And I just kept crying. Her pulse grew weaker, her breathing more shallow. Her face, whiter, and her whole body colder. Is this how cold she must have felt?