Panamuh
Iniwan ako,
Iniwan ang kahapong tila panaginip na natapos,
Natapos na animo'y bangungot na kung muling maibabalik ay aking nanaising lumisan na lamang,
On The Ball
On The Ball is a poem written by Kevin Rein and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of November. On The Ball I’m done crying over spilled milk Now I need to get back in shape…
Nighttime Grey
I loved that you were so full of life
But I was saddened when suddenly things changed
The moon started to crack like weeping
And I wept too
I'm still that kid
I’m Allergic to People
Sometimes when I explore these things in my mind I feel like I'm torturing myself 'coz I couldn't care less.
All these years I have been a brain of many thoughts.
Tissues and Crookedness
This is just a daydream.
Can you pick your phone back once more?
Dial my number for the first time in nine years.
Say your hello again and I'll say mine sweeter.
Dapit-hapon
paano ko nanaising magpatuloy kung sa bandang huli ay maraming mawawala?
sapat na sakin ang dalawampu't walong taon na nasilayan ko ang kariktan ng daigdig,
Late Night Conversation
And I can't get over you.
I cannot just erase you in my mind.
I cannot just unlove the spirit that lives in your chest,
and just like how you vanished,
I cannot convince myself that you were just a mirage from a lucid dream.
Translucent
You made me understand that a broken heart can heal in a million ways.
You taught me that pain can be a crayon to much happier days.
And for the aches and bleedings, you gifted me,
I owe you my betterment
Five
We will end up to this.
You, drifting far away miles to miles
Falling out of love.
Me and Myself
Because whenever I look at the mirror I can still see him staring at me,
But I'm afraid
He's gone through a lot of pain that all I can see in his eyes are dead fires
And an imprisoned soul.