I wish I could tell you what a coward you are. I wish I could tell you that you didn't break my heart but you broke my spirit somehow. It's no use pointing fingers I brought this on myself. But…
I left my heart where other roads lead to majestic caves where I first heard of shamans and unicorns yet I've never seen one; only felt them
You told me to grow a backbone when you were the one using your pain to shatter me Instead of breaking the cycle that wounded you,
I made it at 00:00. Since there are no deafening sounds from monsters trying to destroy me. There is no light bulb forcing me to write about you. Lastly, I made it since my soul endures the pain without you.
Bare fingers stretch the feeling-bands, the poet poseur, Bakes his poems on a fire, he says, that blanches his heart: A fire that blanches his heart, makes breathing hard and feeds his art.
Their wise songs have gone, dashed against cliffs. Wiping off dewdrops from grass lips, the day stretches till its grayness splits. A bird sings from a branch. Both are plastic.
If only we can be true to ourselves And say what is in our hearts Then maybe we could say That we are truly happy and free If only we can be strong and brave In wearing our hearts in…
When joy comes in your life Let it rest in your hand Like a dainty butterfly But hold it not As one day it will pass When sorrow comes a-visiting Receive it with open heart Look at it with…
Searching for reasons of all the things in this treason. Finding his sail for direction, can’t barely make any motion
Another tagalog poem entry brought to you by Sir Eyyy entitled Hanggang sa Dulo (To the very End)
A Spoken Poetry Entry by Sir Eyyy based from the popular childhood game Hide and Seek or Tagu-Taguan