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ILYSB It wasn't magic nor a trick but it's love. It's not love that makes me feel so bad. Delusion called US, possession called MINE. The power of human touch as I hold your hand. The warmth that you bring when you come close, next to me. Slow dance with fairy lights where only our heartbeats serve as our music. You're a hypnosis that stays me awake all night. Your face, especially your eyes so brown, My obsession drives me crazy. My reverie, I love you, so bad.
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Pink Skies We're under pink skies. Pink sky. Does this mean 'sailors delight' or 'sailors warning'? You, silhouetted by the hiding sun serenely Stood by the seashore for the darkness to be bleed. For heaven was red at night, Should be a good weather the next day. You were someone that meant everything, My favorite everything and the crowd knows. I have these eight letters, I know you have these too. But, is it hard for you to say? We've been together as best friends for…
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Let Me Know You are blue sky that lights up every night until the dawn breaks. But this morning you turned pink causing rainfall. My legs were shaking on the floor. My ears couldn't even decode what you've said. Yesterdays, lying under pink skies together have been passed. The exchange of our eight letters was moved into silence. Every 'good bye' deserves 'see you'. We were both in love, patiently waiting for the sun to set. Is there something wrong? Is loving me back a…
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Hurts Our pink sky is no longer black and white. My old days haunt me. To me, love was just an empty sheet of paper, ‘twas nothing. ‘Twas just a plain shirt, if didn't fit me, it's alright. But when it's you, who was entitled "mine", Became a masterpiece written in an empty sheet, the more I love you, the more it hurts. Your words are precious yet painful. It was me who crafted a piece about you. No, it was my love who wrote about you. It was really easy at first. It was…
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Run As they say, what's done is done. There should be turning back. When doors are totally closed, you're not allowed to open them once again. But I was thunderstruck when I've heard that you came back into your past love's arms. Maybe an actor was right with his line “It’s hard to love someone who's not yet done loving someone else”? You're wounded when I came to rescue you. So, it was her love that can only cure all the pain that you have inside. But who am I to you? Was I…
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Okay Could still reminisce what you've sworn. Was I surely all you sought? But what changes you? Or shall I say, is there any chance that I was really the only one whom you needed? Inches became meters unraveling us, until it's an empty space. Taking what prompts our blissful moments together. Shall I preserve them inside the bottom drawer to? A spot that serves as our home slowly vanished as it went back into a conventional structure called house. As you snooze perfect, I…
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Through These Tears Could see nothing through these tears. Because every little thing always reminds me of you. Misery from a hundred sleepless nights as I wish memories with you would wane. This really kills like abyss. The love we had was over. So, why do you need to shed tears on my shoulder? Sleeping right next to somebody else might be a good hint to hinder the feeling of being with you all the time. But how can I obliterate you if it was already invaded by you? The…
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The Mother of a Mother Woman, your icon's indeed a nostalgia. Have the ugliest hands for you had endured blood red hue. Your incandescent brown eyes are nefarious Yet could bring tears of great happiness. Smell like an old book and tobacco smoke. Your lips that add fuel to the fire of blissful Gehenna called love. Your wrinkled face reminds how time made you. Old yet worth more than gold. Dauntless and beautiful.
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If you feel how dense the emptiness inside, just close your eyes and you'll be embraced by the warmth of tranquility.
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Gold as Rice Grains First fall of colorless liquid on dry Earth seduced me to taste its kisses. So I came out like an outcast, waiting for petrichor to be revealed. Scream of thunder startled the calmness of my ears. Barefoot, I created pavement in muddy open land towards the deep well. Right now, I can endure drips of rain soaking me until my hands and toes get wrinkled. Bringing fragrance and scent of hair from my palm. Rice grains were turning into golden yellow, making…
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Golden Hour The sun had totally burnt the darkness as its radiance scattered in the horizon. It had been two days but still the odd butterfly stayed down the curtain in my room. The smoke of coffee bringing its aroma inside pulling me to consciousness together with the smell of cigarette that probably irritated my respiratory system. But I was stuck in a reverie of having you for the rest of hours. Squeezing my head on your chest, inhaling your scent just to bring back all…
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Mediocre Leaden drops of tears swiftly fell into the greenest wild grass. Cutthroat growl of thunder attacked this battered heart. Serene flashes of lightning slowly awakened my dying soul. Colossal amount of rain melted the sweltering scent of the sun. Darkness intentionally swathed my whole sky. Then I saw you meters away, reaching the tip of my finger. But slowly, you vanished.
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A Punch of Fantasy Obsessively seeking to take a dip at the Burj Khalifa version of an unknown municipality. Pulling me to unwind and breathe air of peace of mind while soaking up the sun, taking glances at the views of the place. A bite of darkness, a night by the pool captured by the lens of gleaming eyes. Relished mesmerizing skyline views while sipping a glass of red wine, And that’s the only caveat to maintain its dry property. An unknown architect heartening my…
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Like a Moving Castle The smell of fresh water greeting my nose. Inhaling the aroma of paddy field soothing my throat full of pus. The mystery of rosy nails caviar attached on Sago pond weeds. The morning call of guttural toad’s croak like an inflatable amplifier. Wounded feet leaving prints on a muddy open land. Puffy morning eyes caused by a nightmarish fantasy, a bad night sleep. Had dreamt of you being inside a bubble resembling the feeling of isolation. Had seen my hands…
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Unhinged The moment I opened my eyes, I was there, sitting on a tiled-floor. I was barely breathing in a four– cornered chamber, painted in ashes of blue. Walls were drawn with the calligraphy of our names. The room was covered with the noise of silence. No one was there, only the golden light coming from the radiance of the firewood in the chimney. My eyes started to roll its camera and attacked the 3R-sized photo of yours dropped with droplets of red liquid. I tried to…
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Drunk By Love’s New Taste **“I love you no more.”** **Prickle my organ of life** **Bathe me with liters of blood** **Heal my furry skin full of insect’s bites** **Wipe the sticky droplets of liquid on my face** **Mark cuts on my wrist** **Staple my lips let it get infected** **Let me swallow doses of prohibited drugs** **Let me be bald** **Tighten the chain that wraps me** **Take my last breath** **Pour my eyes with potion of blindness** **Surround me with guards of truth**…
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Eyes of Innocence Smoky, messy pastel colors ruptured the sky Stunning sun has left the horizon asking the stars to come out The snores of ceiling fans, giggles of young children Scattered toys, crumpled papers, spilled chocolate drink on the white-tiled floor Cold breeze whispering in everyone’s gentle ears Telling darkness to swathe the world of phantom. Arms of the clock on the wall making my world go round. Eyes were about to close when the sound of the doorbell awakened…
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Living Circe **“Because I want to be the best.”** **Her cliché annoys me yet amazes me.** **Too hackneyed to take it seriously but it’s true.** **A time eater, an unbeatable achiever.** **Could see her stern expression every time tangled thread of woes was still unsolved.** **As the thunder growled, well of tears in eyes about to flow, blocked by a fictitious smile of hers** **The thought of failure sent a shiver down her spine** **Yet radiated positivity through her veins**…
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Surreal Evil hour had warned me to hug sleep but my eyes couldn't. Heart burn made me think that death is fast approaching. Killing my consciousness, I closed my eyes. Then I saw a woman standing in front of a piece of glass showing my reflection. She was wearing a white shirt and navy blue short pants. She went to her room. I tried to look for probable answers to my puzzling questions about this woman, and I found out that she's really a mystery. I could see anxieties in…
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Behind the Spotlight Behind the mask of glimmer, Fragile and shame pale icon . Scarlet tint shaping your lips. Living punching bags full of slaps of reality, Fainting echoes trying to whisper the loudest scream . Spotlights in stage, flashes of camera rupturing fame and popularity. Drying tears converting into clean sheets. Embracing confidence digging holes of fright. Literally, not a blood of royalty, Only a blood of hard work and effort. Coins in a rusting can dissolve…
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Silver Tongue Sun kissing bitter smiles Its rays greeting bittersweet cries Traitors now walking down the aisle Silver-tongued deafening words of lies Chaotic plea bribing innocent Their swears and promises slapping ornament Showing empathy on the feet of the needy Fragrance of advertisement were blown 'coz it's windy. Witty plans have turned into evil motifs Oblivious public service burning democracy, their drafts Their Achilles' heel killing political dynasty Bottles of…
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A Jewel of Memory I was in the corner of my doomy room, when I saw crumpled sheets of scented paper scattered on the floor. I was still drowning because of that bottle of red purplish liquid having the mixture of bittersweet taste. I can still remember I was wearing my favorite cocktail dress with a rosy tint cheeks, and a chilly red lips. Drops of tears dampen my face. My attention was captured by the paintings on the wall. The paintings of my favorite fairies having their…
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The Only Antidote **I was in the middle of nowhere, crying and shaking.** **I had nothing to do but to make countless of silent scream.** **Bruises, burns, cuts and wounds on my arms and knees.** **My hands and feet were tied with poisonous vines.** **Stains of blood with a mixture of drained frothy substance and salty drops of liquid on my ripped odd shirt.** **I could see nothing but darkness.** **I was blinded with the magic spell sprinkled by a fairy from the past.** **I…
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The Creator's Flair Started with sprouted seeds in a fertile land into piles of deciduous autumn leaves. Allowing light gentle wind tickle ears to secure that one lives. Cotton-like clouds squeezing empty cheeks of the sky. Reigning eagle soaring high as it bids good bye. Dawn has left the loneliest darkness. Pulling out kisses of the sun, oh so warm. Revealing beauty as it enlightens the hidden gladness. Untiring cocks have started their 'good morning' alarm. Scent of…
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Limang Letra Galit. Limang letrang kay hirap kalimutan. Mahirap kalimutan dahil ito ang siyang dahilan kung bakit hindi na kita kayang kalimutan. Galit na nauwi sa kilig hanggang sa muntikan ng masiraan ng bait. Bait---ang tanging aking naririnig sa tuwing ikaw ay tinatanong sa yung mga kaibigan walang halong pait. Walang halong pait ang kape sa umaga na unang beses kong natikman ang timplang nanunuot sa tamis. Sobrang tamis ng iyong mga ngiti sa labi kasabay ng pagkislap ng…
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Apocalypse Three o’ clock in the morning woke me up Curiosity suddenly punched me My bare hands grabbed a wine glass For the first time, prepared an odd drink A tablespoon of wine, a tablespoon of *rum* Mixed with a teaspoon of tea, plus half glass of beer. Whipped cream on top of the drink with a fresh cherry fruit Lighted candles have been blown by the cold breeze Their smoke were hollowed in my drink. Somewhat bitter, somewhat sweet. Uniqueness of its taste colors my…
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Getting Over You And now I am the mightiest warrior who can defeat cans of beer. Disco balls are like starlit that fall and bleed every night. But this room is filled with strange things as emptiness, Questions that are left unanswered. It's not the alcohol that makes my life tougher. My expectation does for this could only bring late nights with you. Taste of the beer stinks in someone else's mouth as my lips caress his. Almost undressed on a cold bed, lying in his arms,…
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Sad Forever Too much of my illusion. Weeks have been passed and my bones want to come out. My stomach starts to bleed. Pimples on my face are turning into gold. Lice in my head are now having their feast. I've missed the rainy season because of too much sadness and blame. I've forgotten the taste of my favorite food. Maybe it's time to replace cans of beer into cups of green tea without adding any teaspoon of sugar. This may taste odd, yet healthier. Tears are not really…
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Tired of Love Song Song playlist in party crushes my bones. Lines of every song in my ears are your laugh and chuckles. Every toss of glasses of vodka tortures me for I could see you stand in front of me, In a slow motion you grab my hand. Your scent has been exploded around this bar. It makes me drunken every time I hear our song, Desperately sang by the crowd let my heart sink. Where I am right now secludes me for every corner is a picture of you. Love, bring with me the…
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Mean It New staple wires have visited me again, bringing new sheets of paper. Shall I make an attachment once more? But am I still hurt? Why do I even fall faster with small talks and cold conversation? How can I let someone who's never been certain? Looking at me with a heart of doubt makes me wonder how he plays safely. What's convenient to you feels uncomfortable to me. Why do we kiss? Why do you need to tell me that you need me? Why do you have to build me up when in the…
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I Like Me Better Am a little bit afraid but stronger now. Afraid, for I am starting to love a glass of bittersweet drink at night Until a cup of hot coffee in the morning, the sunshine and city lights. Stronger that I have sown a seed of my trust in your garden of love. Wild grasses of doubt around me might be inevitable But am willing to water this seed with loyalty and honesty. Until it turns out into a vineyard that will serve you the sweetest wine of my love. We both are…
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Breathe Time doesn't really heal. People do, their choice to heal. Rainy into sunny days, you've totally grown with glimmer as your soul blooms like a rose with its thorns. But bruises are coming out again and again. Bullets are making me hard to breathe. Scars keep on squeezing the past as they turn out into fresh wounds. Am mesmerized by the smile left in your eyes that stared so intently into mine as I lie down in your arms. It seems like everything is in a slow motion as…
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Seawaves Knew As the clock indicates time, it’s the time when I met you; I felt the collywobbles inside my tummy. As I watched you walking nearby the seashore, I realize that you’re like the coconut tree where I am sitting right now, the source of my strength to live because you to me are everything. As time passed by, the love between the two of us dwindled away; I became blind that I need to wear eye glasses for me to know, to see, and to believe the truth, the truth that…
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First Cry Tears keep me warm like angel’s gentle touch The moment a bouncing baby girl opened her eyes Her whole body was wrapped with blood of love from the womb of the light of our home The sound of the newborn wasn’t a form of noise but a mellifluous music like the beat of her heart More than 270 days of stay inside my mother’s cozy sanctuary had reached its end. The baby’s first cry, the greatest gift from God Almighty Reminding her to be the family’s source of joy.…
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First Word Natural sound surrounding the little joy fills the holes of silence. Tiny ears catch and filter like a dream catcher Music from the pouring rain, the language of animals The whisper of the wind, the growl of thunder, The signals of vehicles, and the words from one’s laughter and cries. These dictate the tip of the tongue Utter phonemes as they turn into simple words. What irritates the ears will be spoken by the lips as a response. Of all the words that tickled my…
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First Touch A mixture of tears and joy when a little angel finally opened her eyes. A hero’s hands were waiting for a gentle touch through the freshly-made human body. The mellifluous sound of a newly born---her antidotal cry, hiccups, and yawns. The beats of her heart that brought out unconditional love. The current from a mother’s fingertips Crawling around the baby’s face radiating the warmest embrace. Until they reached tiny hands. One touch, tiny hands held back.
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First Smell Scent that might stink one’s nose. A potion of addiction, a form of relief. Wasn’t her perfume, nor dried sweat. A smell that reveals her identity as my mother. Has the weirdest whiff, yet the best perfume. Doesn’t smell like her milk, but gives me strength. Give me her used and unwashed shirt, I would keep it forever.
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First Hug No cuddles could trade The flash that a resilient woman had given the most dominant embrace The tightest hug that removes stains of doubt For I was poured the gift of life from our Almighty God. Carrying the bloody Joie who’s naked, pure, and innocent. Long lasting hug that cures uncertainty and fear.
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First Kiss Marks that were left on baby’s fluffy cheeks excluding dextrose Tight-lipped kiss delivered on her eyelids Like beeping her nose as she waits for a response. At least a cry could do. N kisses could never beat a mother’s touch of lips.
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Alone Reaching Loneliness “It feels like I’m abandoned in an endless desert.” Before, I reminded myself that being alone is just drinking a cup of tea without adding glucose. It’s quite strange, yet healthier. But now that I’m a grown up woman, the bitter the drink, the more toxic. The optimism on my head was totally buried just because of the poisonous piece of glass that hit my right eye. Being a visually impaired is worse than a curse. Closing and opening my eyes feels…
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Right **Wine that soothes my swelling throat** **Bathe my head with bottles of vodka** **Suffocated in a room of smoke of cigarette** **Has eaten crunchy pieces of thumb tacks full coated with curse** **Lied on a bed of sharp blades reminding the smoky past** **Couldn’t rid stabs that torture my back.** **Blood that kills me makes me safe and sound, swathe me slaps of truth.** **Muddy knees, and feet filled with blisters caused by crawling back to you, pulling your cold…
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Half Well, Half Ill A paralytic pair of natural vision, pair of magnifying glasses has worn. Affirmation is all he strums like the hazardous strings of my old acoustic guitar Its melody that kills the deafening silence. Like fire that keeps one’s heart warm as its beat cures anxieties. Innocent eyes that transmit sweet curve of the lips yet pull the thread of pain carrying sudden tears. Still inner stitches infectious, but slowly getting fine Swelling wounds continuously…
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First Song Not Paul Klein’s nor Lauv’s songs that melt a heart so hard. Not Moira’s solemn voice that calms one’s storm. Not Daughtry’s nor alternative rock artist’s pieces that eradicates negativity. But a lullaby that fills my holes of emptiness. A song that overthrows dense lines of the most played songs. A song with no lyrics but a language of a mother’s heart. A song that brings me to life Yet a song that puts me to death when I forgot its melody.
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First Fear A new born who transformed into a one-year old child. Storms, thunder, lightning, rain, darkness, and any sound that gives danger Just a piece of cake when she’s not alone. A mother’s eye lashes or even her shadow is even recognized by a tiny baby. The moment she was left was when she started to cry. Just watch her steps as she watch yours. Leave her, then break her heart.
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First Wound Scabs into scars brought by infectious wounds. Naughty child who used to play with hazardous and fragile stuffs. Let her hold thorns. Let her carry sharp objects. As you ask death to procure your child Instead, I hold her hand, but let her hook her first wound, on knees. Then you’ll by stand how she shrieks due to agony. When her abrasions bleed ‘til they get mended.
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First Step Struggle at first, risky, and dangerous. Once you first fell, Take yourself up. Like the first moment that a child to stand in her own And take her first step to walk. She might fall once again, but slowly gets up To continue chase pavements.
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Where Were You? Finally my dream house was built. A structure that simply resembles our old yet precious memories together. Its backbone was perfectly planned by my one and only love. The roof was poured with tint of black and blue. Walls were swathed with ashes of gray. The camera of my eyes were not excellent in rupturing piles of descriptors that could perfectly suit to let creatures imagine every detail of the house. It was filled with crafts and masterpieces as well as…
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Eye water of Elation Wicked princess stuck in a cursed castle, Guarded by an apparition of an Amaranthine woman. Resembling a zombie kid has lithe body figure yet glutton. Her languor whole being like an empty can Hypnotic eyes hampering sanguine memories. Feeding her heart with flesh of solitude. Still pleading for an elixir called warmth, Darting bombs of hatred and grenade of anger. Rusticating safety pins. In a battleground of woebegone feels like Gehenna, Has drawn…
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Rogue Paper Clip Caught thrust of nefarious knife. Kismet soothes thirst of Madeleine, halcyon tryst of two ribs. A man like an old document full of holes of hyetal. Tortured by the blanket of hiraeth. Rogue heart probably a plethora. Its silent thunder enuring adhesive bandages. Has eliminated staple wires of attachment, love, and affection. Yet stains of rust ruined his empty space. Has replaced pristine paper clips to hamper his raging heart. Hiding in a temporary curtain…
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Butterfly Catcher A grown-up man whose soul never grows. Horrible kisses of butterflies haunt his mem’ries. Trapped in a jar of abandonment. Mentally ill, burnt in an outré life. A senile, where cutting attachment was an Ad Infinitum. Drowned in a caliginous room of fear. Could only see *eigengrau* like the collision of black and white. A cheerful dog that couldn’t shear its leash. Flaming heart, a rogue one cries in a thin voice in a pouring rain. Whine in silence, enduring…
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Men in Darkness When man must live for others. Shouldn’t cut the strings that connect his team. Self should be omitted and let more than two heads reign. Minds are open to pleas and opinions. Common goal must be achieved to defeat cruelty of ego. Diverse ideas should be shifted into coarse particle of plan. A plan that serves as the backbone of hardwork. To come up with a masterpiece, the finest weapon. In the middle of battlefield where victory is the queen. Chaos had been…
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Young Heart Started with sunrise kissing the horizon Sun’s rays spattering radiance greeting sweet morning. Like glimmer of your eyes unlocking the mystery behind you. Angelic face pulling me out from my magnetic bed. One of my reasons to read books and accomplish school requirements. Sweetest smile that radiates positivity and guards off problems and anxiety in each and every day. Mellifluous voice with the accompaniment of strums of guitar singing my fav’rite song makes me…
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World of Chocolates I could still remember when a friend caught me eating a basket of chocolates. She yelled at me, “How could you eat a basket of chocolates? Haven’t you eaten for a long period of time, glutton?” I stopped her, “Shhh! I just can’t manage to smile anymore. I want to put my teeth out of my mouth!” She approached me, “Why don’t you eat this box of *Ferrero Rocher*? I have here! Come on, have a bite!” I then replied, “We’re not living in a world of *Ferrero…
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Plea **Moon, let me see your radiance** **Seeking for your dependent light** **Save me from the world full of uncertainty** **Hold my paralytic hands, and let my vision comeback** **I indeed love that person, that person with whom I never thought loving.** **Fear, is what I want to defeat.** **Fright of shovel digging cavernous holes of reasons to love that person** **Weak enough to fight for a shallow phase of affection, wings are still dull** **Guarantee of “my love for…
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Deny *Barefoot on the coarse particles of white sand nearby the seashore* *Twirling waves of the salty water totally submerged the written swears made by my index finger* *But footprints lingered as I crossed trails towards the burning hardwoods.* *Romantic lights that were dangled on branches of mangrove* *A basket of fresh fruits, survivors of dark chocolates, bowl of chicken and mushroom soup* *Smoke of grilled pork and beef torturing my nostril.* *Worn old ripped jeans…
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Come Then Go Seven in the evening and was hypnotized by the glares of the city lights Mouthwatering grilled pork, street food flattering my empty tummy Bowl of coins turned into empty wallet. Just eat the smell and be full. Liquor defeated my consciousness Kept on singing the tune of *"ILYSB"* In the middle of nowhere, trying to fix my mess, looking for a jeep that would bring me back home. A plastic cup of cold water with cubes of ice was spilled into my shirt Then suddenly…
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Too I could see tiny light bulbs hanging on branches of trees but still too dark Could taste bottles of mild beer but still too wild and made me drunk Could go and sit beside you and talk to you about nothingness but still too deserter for I couldn’t make meters into inches away from you Could steal obscure pats on your face but still too wary to catch your candid smiles Could grasp your cold hands to fill the spaces in mine but still too giddy to recognize your retort.…
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Rain: My Fear and Healer I was walking down the street when a bubble of scenario from my college memories popped up. I was startled when a friend annoyingly asked me, “Hey, the droplets of rain smash me like it is the end of my world. Do you want me to be crowned as ‘The Boy in the Rain’? Don’t tell me that you are Hina- san, the sunshine girl. How could you do this to me? Can I have your umbrella, please? I forgot mine.” I retorted, “I don’t have one. Just get soaked.”…
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A Sip of the Love's New Taste Was drunk while sipping the new taste of love. Did take a shower of my own blood. Wasn't healed from deep cuts and scratches that could make armies of flies hold a feast. Couldn't even crawl nor couldn't stand by my own feet, I was bitten by an electric eel. Just uprooted my strands of hair until bald. Had shaved my eye brows and had trimmed my eye lashes. Just peeled the skin of my lips off. Had removed my finger nails. Went to see a dentist…
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A Bomb of Proof Evident cracks on the walls, falling raindrops from rusting old roof, Dull floor painted with red floor wax, and shade of pink paint was slowly fading. Festered by the blink of fluorescent lamps on the ceiling. Pair of eyes focused on seven clear folders comprising my application forms. Echoes of rants coming from my outside world Spattering the whole crowd about my anxiety, my bad luck. Four corners of our chamber, full of complaints of sleeping late at…
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Coins of Trust Requires winning a battle of patience. Yet danger haunts when once earned. Watch your step, wicked; you're too weak. You might end up broken.
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Creeping Happiness Asking for butterfly’s proboscis, seeking for liquid of sweetness. Making me cherish the wink of the past, my childhood memory. Pulling me into the cloud of fantasy, where there is inner peace. Guiding me towards the path of giggles, chuckles and laughter. Holding my bare hands, so tight as if no one could ever dare to take me away from you. Pouring me liquid of vision into my blurry pair of eyes. Whispering into my ears with words of inspiration.…
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New Staple Rays of sun passing through stained glasses on an old-fashioned classroom. The mixture of light and rain resulting a multi-colored semicircle of infinity. Particles of dust dazzling in the light. Scent of ancient books hypnotizing bookworms Empty chairs, abandoned tables. Fans on the ceiling had blown sheets of paper. No one even responded, no one noticed, no one was there Dancing fluorescent lamps imitating scenarios in a horror movie. Sound of a man who couldn't…
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An Open Letter to a Friend To the most dauntless friend, These gushing tears from bulging eyes feel like excruciating acid down my pale cheeks. The faint echo of your voice has broken the serenity of this four-cornered room. By now, blood bursting out from wounds inside, their anger now has met its limitation and has turned into a break wrath. Memories with you were the strangest delusion that I've suffered. You left this room of friendship with nothing but a swear 'I'll be…
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Belle Who Left Beast, Found a Prince Not an archetypal princess who lived in a chamber of bliss. Buried her pair of shoes, ran away from a nightmare of magical night. Tortured like a prisoner on a bed of nails. Belle who ripped luxuries on her shoulder. Had spilled bottles of milk, fed the scoundrel Beast with blood of rejection. Had neglected to kiss the spell of true love from a monster. Left petals of enchanted roses and locked the evil prince. A snap of thrust on her…
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When When your words absolutely dissolved my actions. When your rusting arrow made my heel susceptible. When your sarcasm pulled down my fancy lines. When you just blew carbon dioxide of negativity from my yell. When you kept on making divergence between leave and stay. When you just declined and ignored dropped messages when you thought waiting could kill you. When you thought of the knitted string that binds us can cause blindness and deaf . When you just bear in your…
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A Cup of Coffee that Brought Me Scars Days have turned into weeks, until they reached years as the overflowing cup of brewed coffee is still here. Even the invincible colonies of ants had finally surrendered their finest sword taking some sip of the drink. Time had defeated them as they lost a glimpse of their memories. They felt like they were trapped under the spell of wicked witch for they could no longer find their way back home. From a warm delight into stones of…
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Behind Clouds The sun overpowers the moon, so I couldn’t even witness its shadow. And this brought me into another form of serenity--- the rousing of the largest star called “sunrise”. As it burst out in the skyline, huge cotton balls come out blending with her blue sky. I wanted to capture a ring of light surrounding the sun or moon but a dense and towering cloud had stricken me with pale to dark gray form. It was a bit trickier to point out such scenery as the cloud, but…
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Arrow Pierced Eclipse An arrow brought a girl who’s a ball of stardust who sings symphony for the lost and dying souls in the city of fallen dreams. She had shown her phases as she chased the furious marble of life, ran 365 days enduring a roller coaster ride of seasons with rosy tint on her face but her eyes with starry sky became storm when days turned into years. The world had left her with lines and scratches of shadows and scars on the face. Her tears that caused tides…
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Joie-de-Vivre Inadvertently met decorum with glimmers of caramel brown eyes. Must be an intrepid one who craves adventure has thick eye brows. Caught her wearing black polo shirt, poured with black pants and gray sneakers plus black cap. Painting potent smile, so contagious. Has a relieving dose of scent scorching warm hugs of positivity. Eliminates petulant through her acerbic words. Exasperating she is sometimes pouring diminutive and cold replies. Puppies, a saccharine…
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Dragonflies Chasing the Pour I was wondering why dragonflies suddenly appear before the rain. Variety of words is attacking my mind as if they are warriors who were ready to defeat me. I then realized that they are good in predicting weather condition, especially in predicting that it will rain. And that made me think of what I am feeling right now. I wish to have dragonflies that always remind or at least warn me that it will rain, that rain of problems and struggles in…
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The Boy with Stains of Paint A young boy silhouetted by the hiding sun, serenely stood in an open land waiting for the darkness to bleed. His feet got swollen caused by rusting nails. He had bruises on his arms marked by bamboo sticks shattered by his mother. He had dehydrated lips and hefty eyes filled with dried tears resembling his passion in art. But to his mother, it means nothing. As the artist wiped the young boy's tears, he started his words, "Hey, young sober, why…
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Embracing Sunset **Sparkling granules of white sand,** **Petite seashells chasing the seawater.** **Trails of two pairs of footprints towards happily ever after,** **Waves that destroy inner calmness of mantle layer of the Earth.** **Tentacles of jelly fish that slap itch on my fair skin.** **Sun, kiss my wholeness and leave your addictive scent.** **Hide on the flesh of the sea and take part from darkness.** **Darkness burning the horizon demands the sky to bring back the…
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Caressing Darkness ***Where am I?*** ***Why can’t my eyes even foresee my tomorrow?*** ***Why can’t my sense of smell notice your scent, your scent that relieves me?*** ***Why can’t I even feel your warmest hug that can melt my frozen body?*** ***Why can’t I even take just a single drop of your smile that can sweeten a cup of dark chocolate?*** ***Why can’t I even tangle every strand of your hair?*** ***Why can’t I even whisper my loudest scream saying how much I adore you…
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Tea Steeping in boiled water a cup of *Camellia sinensis’* leaf buds Dawn breaking over the rice field, exactly 5:05 ante meridiem Suffering from horrific hallucination, envisaging leaning on you and dozing off on your shoulder Like touching a piece of metal, tingling in my fingertips as I reached the invisible strings tying your hands so cold. Human aromatherapy polluting the smoke coming from the burning haystack. Relish cuddly hugs and drink life from your lips proving…
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Uncertain Walking under the flame of the sun Kissing my skin turning into its tan color Pouring rain of sweat on my forehead. An hour of being an outcast like in the middle of nothingness. Burning crystals in my eyes letting them to melt Straining for singularity of someone else’s hand Shaking of my voice waving for a cup of cold water Sinking strength trying to stand still. A minute left before a final verdict towards my destination. Like just a second of taking a step away…
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I Shouldn't Countless of perpendicular lines on the ceiling wishing them to be burnt into ashes, ashes nurtured with built-in dim light. But everything was fire. The wind tricked my eyes pulling me to withdraw pour of tears. For my senses could only perceived nothing but sketches of what makes the pain inside my organ of life burst out. Cold temperature stood out due to needles of rain as they finally kissed our rusting roof. The sound of crashing water glass broke the focus…
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One *Tiny drops of rain just landed on a bus’ window pane* *Cleansing particle of dust producing walls of vague* *Pale hands reaching each teardrop waiting for its fall.* *Sitting beside you suffocates me.* *Waiting for the magnetic current flowing through my fingertips to cross your hand so cold.* *Stealing glances at your face.* *Captivating still pictures of yours through the lenses of my eyes.* *Looking at you being controlled by the powerful words of music running…
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Abandoned Sanctuary Roars of thunder Root like veins of lightning Mourning clouds Evil rain kissing the Earth Yelling of dead trees reviving the souls Humanity seeking for the scent of the Earth Turning off the lights of one's home Embracing darkness, letting coldness to crawl on the four corners of their comfort zone Crying candles on the dining table Creamy mushroom soup, chicken adobo Steamed sweet potato tops with fish sauce and sliced tomatoes Grilled pork, fish, and…
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A Whisker Away Used to wish the world to end, every moment counts. Insecurity asphyxiated warmth. Hindering her spirit to love and to be loved. Naive obsession like phosphemes in Miyo’s eyes. Under the elixir of a cat mask, her munitions. Celerity, crooked into silky white kitten. Bodacious glacier-blue eyes were a panacea. Mending Hinode’s languor that ensnared him. Caught by his adored old pet Taro, Melted heart was stricken, ‘til hairbreadth. Delusion of puppy love coated…
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Bed of Daisies Voices like gunshots and atomic bombs Loutish words that turned into sweltering asphalt Melted my bones. Cheers and hoot heaving out threads of hair. Torn worn shirt and jeans like a piece of paper. Took shoes off and threw them into muddy field. Evil shadows had stolen real face. Shaming like I was drowning in a fire volcano. Put crown of fear and torment. Dosage inoculated in my eyes, losing vision. Let me drink glasses of fuel, voice facing its death.…
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Fuel of Life Indispensable pumping organ that retains human alive Invincible blood vessels that serve as chords binding lungs and other internal organs. Red liquid carrying nutrients passing through the veins touching capillaries. Cold breeze entering the nose ‘til reaches bronchi supporting the empty tube towards the alveoli. Air sacs letting the interchange of gas in the lungs. The contraction of the diaphragm as you breathe in, and expansion of it as you breathe out.…
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Chimera Woke up looking for my pair of slippers for my bud-like feet full of blisters Not for wide arms open squeezing around me Bathe with cold water hollowed topsy turvy with glasses of fresh milk Not for prolonged hugs of intimacy and cuddles in a room of comfort Plate of rice and fish plus aromatic cup of dark hot chocolate Not stolen gaze and glares upon opening my swelling eyes Not blatantly words that prickle my insensible tacioception. Not jars of paper hearts full…
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She Was It was already 9: 45 in the evening when I reached the old house. A house that once made me feel like refuge. Punches of cold breeze in my ears warned me to leave the haunted place. It has been ten years since I’d finally close the windows of conversation, removed laces that tangled curtains of untold stories. It has been years since I’d finally locked the door of my despondent childhood reminiscence. The stars wanted me to surpass this chamber of suffocation, but my…
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New Savor of Love As I unfastened the door of my fav’rite coffee shop, Had grasped scattered plastic rings on the floor. Recapped me of something that made my odd past even Like bursting kaleidoscopic colors. Something that turned the bitter taste of cold brewed coffee Into sweetened, heart-warming one. A kind of luxurious coffee that is irreplaceable to something else. Its aroma making the whole savor dominant, Where no one could ever dare to spill every drop of it. Cause…
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Words Through Your Heart My words are one of the finest swords That safeguard strident tongue but they’re not chaotic. Might be shallow but dash unconscious mind. Rolling stones that are thrown by the scrunching sea waves, Not as exquisite as diamond but sporadic like pearl. Daises among roses. Not bastes but mend open lacerations of anxiety. My lullaby when sleep spurts. Cozy blanket that removes whisper of vagueness and insecurity. Pillows that help me wander into the…
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Her Blue Sky Teardrop on bass guitar. Strings of broken dreams. Captured smiles when rhythm walked. Blueberry skies as the ocean embraced tranquil. Years perished false hope. Music like dust, caged under the spell of regret. Songs revealed like sugar turned into salt. Strong feeling like bolt of lightning. Incarnated spirit of young Shinn, whose soul remained like child’s. Imprisoned in a metal bar, eaten by loneliness and grief. Laced feet couldn’t wander the descant of…
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Gregori, the Great Who is Gregori Perelman by the way? The way that this Russian mathematician looks, he’s uncertain. Uncertain, for he had upheld the Poincare conjecture. But how would people believe about something that lacks proofs? Proofs that could perfectly kill one’s curiosity Proofs that could remove one’s doubt. I started to seek piles of information from the internet. Only to find out what’s behind this conjecture. Of all the words that Google had given me, only…
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New Moon Winning from a squabble is like gazing at new moon in the daytime sky. Quite close from the vivacity of the sun, yet too far from the stark-naked eyes of the horde. You can’t see me in my brightest side, always divulges my shadow during the dusk. You, the Sun and I, the Moon trying to compact each other on the midnight sky. We own the skyline at the same time. But tactlessly, a new moon like me can never be seen while you the sun always stuns in everyone’s eyes.
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Snores Muddy feet, sweaty face, sleepy pair of eyes Stars revolving around me even in daylight Non- elastic breath made me pale and sick. Light gentle wind followed by a warbling sound punched my consciousness. Eyes were getting heavy, Invisible sediments, uneven small stones, and mineraloids lingered in my whole body. The osmosis of blood got activated, deafening of my sense of hearing knocked the other senses down. Like a fictional character practitioner of magic having a…
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Permanence Cloudy, like invisible wounds in pitiful pair of eyes Heavy punches of the saddest reality awakened my dying mind. Diverse horns of transportation destroyed the music of silence Smokes that humiliate my consciousness Odorous scents of any kind of gas glued my stinky hair. Inevitable drops of sweat moistened my plain grey shirt Passengers patiently waited for buses to stop and fetch them towards their destination The growl of insane thunder warned the doomy and…
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Trapped Bare tiny hands carrying a pale of fresh water Water coming from the inner layer of the mantle Heavier than heaviest the more I forced my painful arms to exert an extra strength Sleep slowly ate me, then a portion of water in the pale splashed, was spilled on the edge of a piece of land Consciousness awakened my dizziness Inside the four corners of your safest room, painted in blue, blue that killed my anxiety Saw you sitting on a comfortable seat next to the door.…
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Eight Letters Imperfection spills in your cup of perfection Innocence kills your consciousness when you’re asleep Invincibility, your aura of invincibility conquers all uncertainty Indestructible, yes you are; optimism kills vague and histrionics. Lifted me up from a taunt and let me flip my wings of sovereignty Leaving, to you, is just an ordinary occurrence, ‘coz you know it just happened Littered what made you evil brought by the shadow of your past Let me enter, in your…
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Mars Gulped down leftover time as the Colossal Titans. Drenched like a rain catcher in a Gothic fairy tale. Muddled the fortress that I’ve rendered like choosing Mars over the Earth. Eight letters pierced like axes of lies in a thumping heart. Brown eyes banished my hungry spirit like a surplus. Rejection with a mask of one-sided love tormented like an internal massacre. Unhinged mind capsized digging holes of last afterthought. Never be a guilt-ridden from your enchanted…
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How You Left Stench of face blindness overpowering memories. Worms of confusion slithering through my bones. Slurped by scattered knots of obscure icon. Sweet sensation smoldering muddled distinction. Tainted schema of lineaments and silhouette. Strange indelible ink of smile, audacious caress, and movement of lips. Idiosyncratic scent admonishing thumping heart. Reigning vague hints chasing oblivious tracks. Like playing tag of war between reminisce and overlook.…
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It Wasn't Kismet It was not an emblematic night, but bizarre for the tacks in my heart wanted to be loosen. Pillows were equipped to catch my reveries when I had received a late night phone call from a mysterious number. It was him, screaming out my name that supplemented fuel to this blazing core. Tears surged up my eyes, engulfing wires of utterance attaching into my ears. And a thunder of fearful voyage with him had stricken my heel. Its arrow seized me to the cloud where…
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The Light of a Firefly Forest Mislaid in the woodland of the mountain god Incarnate spirits wander, guarding a reckless baby. Freezing feet searching pavements toward the gateway of exit. Exhausted, scream of fear and loneliness. Pulled out an Amaranthine young boy wearing mask unveiled his heart. Human touch that imbibes the spirit until vanished like ashes. Mountain god’s invincible spell poured upon Gin Set foot within while losing trails. A piece of wood linking each…
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On Vodka, Beers, and Regrets A syringe of clear distilled alcoholic beverage Harmonized with a plate of legumes of alacrity. Mixology craze of brewed malted barley With handwritten song fermented in a vintage copper. Serenade in an open air like a serous taste of lips. Blindingly bright blue, red, and yellow lights holding intimacy. Fastening shoelace of surreal and uncertain feelings. Shredded cheese of agony of abandonment. Shriek of shrinking violet enduring drunkard’s…
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You! Water that appeased dehydration of my desert. Freed splinters of my wrecked piece-self Swamped my fault lines, propelled a vessel of oxygen. Sunflower full-fledged on the fissures of the wall, magnificent and sporadic Sprinkled drips of water in my void canister. Tiptoes on razorblades of knives and rocks of fire with a hand so icy. The ball of fireflies to the oblate spheroid stardust. Ashes of blue to the crystal-like ocean. An archangel safeguarding my life. Cradle…
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A Tooth decay That Slaughters A toothache that ruined my nightmare. The flash of moment where lips assembling a reminiscence of the last savor of yours Still a serum of relief. But like a toothache that brought me a rock of agony. Nourished me sweets, ‘til fondled somewhat twisted hovels in my friable tooth. Holes into contagion that impeccably rescind one of my reasons to leer, to nip glee. Conveyed all the pain, but you’re not the cure. I miss you, but won’t be persuaded…
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Hearts Don't Break Around Here Like marshmallows dipped in a bowl of dark chocolate treacle Clasped when the lights go stumpy. A pot hole quivered my soul A one way voyage procured my heart to wander. Daises perched upon forehead A whisper of kisses under the incantation of incandescent apotheosis. Hands in hair, limbs and skims Lying in your chamber of weapons and roses were my safest place Beowulf, the conqueror of fear. Like river flow in Orwell crafting mirrors Tin wind…
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Cleansing Real Wounds A kiss of spectacular time lapse invaded. It was my soul who was with the peach sunset. She was surrounded by pungent smell of the sea, drenched with bottles of beer, coarse white sand between her toes. Melancholic sea waves were reaching the melody of LANY songs in my ears. My soul’s fortune was in woe for a drunk man, war freak one, dauntlessly took a thrust of a wrecked bottle of liquor in her eyes. In a slow motion, fireworks and lighters had…
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Thorns When aurora met airglow just before the dawn like dancing fairies drenched in a pixie dust, as her broken voice punched epiphany. Halycon ambiance while sea waves were dancing with strangers. Strums of guitar like a thumping heart as the apparition of her glimmer hit my eyes. Her tidy skin tone, personality, and unpretentious smile as she had blown me a candle of happy birthday with a small pot of cactus like craving for the Akin coffee mixture stuck in a jar of sand.…
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Bones Uncertain lines wrapped with sanguine Naive monochromes of gray scale Veils of shadows concealed our own ghost Aforementioned, ‘twas contemporary feeling of grief. Aroma of desiccated chloroplasts, of dark chitins of dust. Fingertips whispered on to something vanished. Old friends had compelled around same old curves. Got drenched in our whole tower of life Leave pigments but not words unexpressed. Down to our most fibrous bones Counting price tag, better to have…
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Tequila Disco balls freezing my bones, Shutting down a party like the glamour of the sun. Leaving kiss marks in someone else’s shoulder. A dosage of whisky, red wine, champagne all night, Little scotch on the rocks. A savor of tequila pushed me to absquatulate. Had seen your silhouette ripping up the floor of club shirt. Worn when we’re high sky, cloud 9 in Bolivia. Lips hard-pressed against the bottle. Could hear the same songs in my room. Canister of memory of you hit me…
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In My Blood Light pillars in the atmosphere Stars in vast array Chasing solace like an enigmatic paradox Paraphrasing peculiar prejudice but walls caved in Felt like giving up when learnt affliction faded to black Resting on the bathroom floor like soul plummeting in the mire Dazed and insecure, grabbing ticket to the Lake of Fire Sneaking defense such redwood tree. A drop of swill like hitchhiking from life. Guided by galaxy I am driven to inertia No ice to cool, but give…
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Miss B Splendid beauty as Psyche’s. Leer like a tremendous trails of sunlit. Silhouette stunning even in dusk. Giggle tingling my core, Malevolent voice that makes me tremble. Eyes capturing glimmer of positivity, Innocence when I shawl glimpses thaws my conceit. Persistence making the stars fall for her from the universe of books, Concoction of relief healing one’s bad day. **She’s everything and forever will be, always be my Ms. B.**
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Who Owns It? A luxurious bulky canister on the wooden table Curiosity stirs me up, forcing me to open the hidden mystery. Blinded by the renewed pairs of contact lenses. Can I make my vision vibrant? How can I transform everything evident? Leaden eyebrow liner pinched into my eye brows. Am I already an old woman? But made my face anomalous. Became Sisa’s twin caused by dusky face powder that made me ridiculous. Eyes get exasperated. Impugning the chastening mascara! Beloved…
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Invisible Crowded hallways, smoke of seclusion Solace for outcasts and rebels Tumbling in the mire of indifference Paving trails towards asylum like drowning in the sea of moon water. Whining lurks pain in hidden spots in the darkest sunset. Unsaturated mixture of day and night like narrow minds full worms. Where maelstrom in the ocean of heart means abandonment. Fainting echoes of their voices were sneak peeks of trembling noise. Trust like sticks and stones. Words of…
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Before It Sinks In Deferred in the air, Moonshine-soaked, starlight-draped. Wistful gazed soothing deep breath, Chasing heart beat in a hanging thread. Eyes on the splotch of metallic ink. Almost dipped in the pond of brokenness. Gently breaking beads of voices. Waking the next day with scribbles of memories. Like daisies lied on a stranger’s harbor before he disappeared. One word that makes me dance around a sonnet of you. Rushing back from hidden underneath a metaphor.…
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Totoro Caramel bars soothe throat. On gradients, tunnels, splendid grass Tapered bridges and bumpy gravel roads Heaving under spider webs Wandering cavernous into the woods Terrific tunnel of trees A haunted house---dust bunnies’ refuge Pitch black from bow of rain when eyes dim With dribs of acorn like squirrel’s nutriment Shadows burying nuts in the alleyway When minute sprouts breed, whispered a clandestine Passport to the forest unfastens a mystic ingress Enchanted…
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A Firefly That Ignites Feared yet dignified A woman with red Mini Cooper Serves as the sun that gives radiance To her compassionate educators in dispensing knowledge Meticulous and perfectionist one Words that emit optimism and liquefy learner’s frozen organ of life. Her deafening silence that conquests one’s noise. An eye catcher who has hypnosis transforming one’s naught into something. Like the sun, the source of the molders to give light to the learners in their darkest…
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Wounds of Childhood Perseid meteor shower on mid-dawn before sunrise Wipes of flashback bringing the shadow of a little girl nearby the seashore Flinging paper plane and lashing wooden trains Captivating sandcastle like building fortress of friendship Collecting dashing seashells leaving footprints Monstrous sea waves obliterating phonemes of memoirs. Swarming like eggroll on parched and clannish rice stalks. Santan crown perched on her head holding an enthralled wand like…
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Supermarket Flowers Mind sat on the Cliffside, Magnifying atoms of anxieties keeping me stagnant Fondled down-hearted and blue Taking supermarket flowers from the windowsill Had thrown the day-old chamomile tea from the cup Imbibed and drained me down to my last buck Dust had steady down ‘Get Well Soon’ cards and stuffed animals Crammed up photo album of reminiscence of sentiment Stinks of the old ginger beer down the basin Lines making me visionless crafting own conspiracy…
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The Spell of Technology In this world, life revolves around technology. Like potable water, survival is impossible without them. Like our backbone, we can’t stand alone without modern tools for every action we make, they serve as our weapon in dealing with odds. They play as our walking stick when everything is getting dark. One of the roles of technology is communication. A room of computer is a world between and among sender and receiver. Through this tool, one can gather…
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Peach Sunset and Rape Flowers Eating a plate of chopped flesh of watermelon signals that Lunar eclipse is nearly forthcoming. Also be the flinch of one’s chaotic silence. Still the moon serves as the crucial lamp in the entire land. But it was occupied with blood for it was bitten by the teeth of abhorrence, agony, and conceit like shattered vessel of sand, suppressing fear in a peach sunset and field of rape flowers. Watching the moon’s grief turning into specks of dust as…
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Dancing On My Own Big black sky osculated my whole city. Frostier and murkier than a graze of grim reaper Figures of old days like a array that ensemble my roving chi In a thrust of minutes, in a corner of darkness Caught you fluctuating the conspiracy of our Romeo and Juliet Shuddering from the bubble thought of my vying heart As killers running in disgrace from my stare Can’t you see my sleuth? Messed up, out of lines like guileless monochromes of gray scale Broken…
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Sunday Morning Sunday morning, room pitch dark Dewdrops in my window pane Whipped covers of destruction, united haywire skin Shrouding clouds in ticks of flash of nostalgia Meandering to suit the portrait that I am in More than all I need Mirrors darkness, you’re all I see Resting your bones in my asylum Fingers tracing your stars of silhouette Dashes of daub, hewing a gray scale photograph Sway like twigs in a hurricane, back and forth Flicking spectacle, still unruffled…
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Falling Slowly Ceaseless chaos in mind squeals sound hushed Words collapse through broken sonnet A combat between a bottle of alcohol and paper heart Wounded up emptier in a chamber of accidental furnace Chump me like sweltering mask of emotion Melancholy leaked on my precarious hands Games of wizard blowing enchanted spell Breath-taking adrift boat of your tragic film Spirit of fire reincarnated in sailor moon guiding you home Raising your voice of rainbow, subsiding fuel…
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When I Look at You A nightingale with a mellifluous descant Mesmerizing Gothic fairy tale Realm plunge apart like twin comet Absence of sunshine tantalizing twilight Whitecaps engulfing the shore of your name’s phoneme Blubber of clemency and truth surged in your eyes A love like how the stars freed the moon **A dream inside my half body** **Kaleidoscope colors enfolding around my bead** **Reservoir of air that I breathe** **That’s when I mien at you.**
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Your Name Splendor of eccentricity Enigmatic fragments of comet fall through the sky Collision repelled with the marble of life Halts and hurtles unswervingly towards the town of providence Braided cord, a conduit of flow of time Red filament of kismet intersecting two sentiments A dream like sunlight on water dwindles away when you wake up Mystic sensation losing scribbles lingering for a long span of time Haunts when the stars came falling Drunk from a vessel of…
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Waiting For Superman Locked up inside the crate a hundred days Whispered Superman got wedged at the Laundromat washing his shawl Stuck at the Five and Dime redeeming the day Clouds trundle by presaging her name like Lois Lane Singing symphony for Cherubim Pleading stars for a fleeting wagon Dancing with strangers while making breaches **Chanting for his earnest arms** **Out on the crook vexing to hook a glimpse** **Chasing a riposte, insignia mislaid in the abyss, this…
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Away From the Current Dwindling deeper than the ocean Sprinkling disputes amongst ashes Swim away from the current of limerence Ineffable minute, standing lanky Aquiver wings, feeling insignificant in my world Like effervescence that surrounds me Drifting away from sanity Supping a strong demitasse of anesthesia **Sink in your company trailing myself with an undressed identity** **Will you rescue me away from the current?**
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Beautiful Scars Gemini between my eyes with split personality Wrecked all the smithereens of Fluctus clouds Engrossed on the demons roaming unrestrained Grown-up fingers that were meant to be abandoned Done everything sideways by the end of own rope Concealed emotions down in diverse ashtrays Embracing flaws like writing the saddest lines A road of nowhere, caught my face every inch and corner of the place Bruises contracted the litmus test written in the air Like the tone…
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Leaves Wringing in constellations dripping through the night Warning not to dash the trail of glitter in the dark Twirls of radiant light of unexpected fate Painted diamonds of memories in dusk that the moon didn’t see But ‘twas gone like a bleeding poetry. Decided to move through the sky Scraped out the pieces of me Traveled the towns of hope from pitch-black door As leaves grown from the bareness of trees Swept dead angels, healing lesions in time Waves overgrown the…
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Hello World ALLTALE storing world’s intricate detail A recycle bin of epoch creating a world of real humans A plausible theory collided Naomi and Ruri Struck by lightning of split comet of timeline marking to unfold Harnessing the technology, had fabricated past self Through the avatar of crow, the simulation of love between past and present Brought a comatose of brutal injuries towards grave Manipulation of breaking codes fulfilling the whole set up of two versions Avoiding…
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A Paint of Smile I wanted to paint smile on my face, but years in my eyes did fall. Swiftly faced my reflection and plead my smile, “They say that a smile is an insignia that an individual is exultant. But why do they smile even if they feel misplaced, wrecked, and unwanted? Why do they always look for you when they’re miffed? Is it conceivable to be happy even if you’re actually not? Why do they always hide their real emotions? Smile, are you two-faced mask that can be worn…
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Fell Off the Moon Like shattered vessel of sand Out of the blue, fell of ball of stardust Raging winds blown in my mind of delusion Falling cancerous mass creeping clandestine love Mooring in an indiscernible plot with any plan Jumped in a pool of broken shards with no parachute Creating new windows under the smell of summer breezes Nudge all the words of devastated gardens in my head Find soul to speak out like wolves crying out demons People’s verdict about us as balanced…
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A Ray of Acceptance A magician who tinted jet black on his face, Was once the vermin who ransacked his family’s eminence. Bliss like the princess’ hieroglyphs. Holding a microphone of devotion. Like a cactus plant ensnaring orchard of discomfiture. Filling spotlight of indifference like ugly duckling. Wearing grungy slippers among shoes of luxury. Locked in a jar of own silence of forbidding tongue of woe. Acknowledgment more than an invisible cloak. Tambourine of sanity…
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Finding Reasons Specks of grime turning into majestic galaxy The arc of sneers converting into moon of faultiness Trajectories of plane reaching the domicile of where you belong Light placid gust hissing in my ears with words of devoutness Almost seamless whole being melts my heart Creating my eyes sightless ‘coz hue is the only thing I could perceive; it’s you. Only your existing footprints were left on the wholesome sand nearby the seashore. Tracing strewn pebbles through…
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Reminiscence Glances of blues and whites above at daytime. Waves of the coconut leaves bringing light gentle wind. Scattered broken bottles down the street Parallel electric wires that might cause massive fire Have seen an ancient house enveloped with fairy lights Growls of vehicles destroying tranquility Alternative rock music has been spoken by the tongue of radio. Chasing after your shadows, capturing your presence in my memory. **As the sun bids goodbye,** **I whispered,…
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Vegas Skies Limbs of the clock at twelfth knelt for occurrence. An alcohol making my head whirl like a whipped cream. Scent like spectacles of tequila. Aberration making me forlorn ‘till dawn, Wishing for a night of difference. Tremendous feeling like shadow lurking in my thoughts. Deafening silence ‘till invincible glass stood still. Thawing words with sugared cane. Long wander to Vegas skies, Making wrong turn of obsolete endeavors tonight. ‘Good night’ as soliloquy…