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.