GOOD MORNING 🤗🤗
dear coffee,
it’s not you
it’s me
the sun is out
morning birds sing
all the clocks whisper
and paw at your name
why can’t I have you?
don’t you dare say decaf
it is not the same
mania is back
and you don’t help
no amount of sugar
no sweet candied cream
no I can’t drink you black
please, don’t do this
quit begging me
you’re making a scene
ok, maybe just a sip
just this once
a sip
a swallow
this brain is now mush
this lightning storm feeling
what a **** trip!
I’ll run, swim, chase, and follow
this tasty rabbit
down any dark hole
no lights
no warning bells
my landing gear wrapped
in rusty, twisted metal
my wheels worn thin
too many flights
too many sins
the jump button isn’t there
manic me drifting and existing
and that goddamned
cup of coffee
that gorgeous steam
blowing gorgeous kisses
the air around you feels soft
a pillowtop dream
you sit strong, in my favorite mug
the pond water blue one with the ridged edges and chipped handle
you’ll keep persisting
I’ll keep resisting
coffee, it’s not you
it’s manic me
GOOD MORNING
luto ng almusal
kanin sa umaga
para matagal ang gutom
buro at tilapia
kain mga ka ingay
kahit busog pa hindi ko ma hindian
ang ulam sarap
Malberry Tree
dami naman bungga
kelan kahapon lng kami nag picking
now dami na namam hinog
daming bunga pero marami parin hindi hinog
dahil ang dami ng bungga ng malberry tree
ayan na nga nag picking na si maliit na princess ko
atsabay kain nadin color violet na ang bibig
sobrang tamis ang sarap pala
loko kayung mga lamok
dumating narin ang kulambo
cgurado hindi na kayo
makakagat samin
GOOD MORNING🤪
You like to start your day by greeting your lady love with a beautiful message. Have you tried sharing good morning poems for her? They can make her smile and bring her closer to you. Paul Engle, an American poet, once said, ‘Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.’ There is nothing better than a poem when it comes to expressing the deep emotions of your heart. The icing on the cake is when you send her a beautiful good morning poem the first thing in the morning. Scroll through our collection of poems and find one that resonates with your feelings and adds magic to a simple good morning wish. Then, share it with her and see what happens next. Perhaps you will get closer to her than before.
Bakit pag siya, call, sa’kin text? Pag siya laugh, sa’kin smile? Siya ‘take care,’ sa’kin ‘okay.’ Bakit siya, love mo – ako friend lang?
Wala ng sasakit pa kung hind maging kaibigan lang sa taong mahal mo. Hindi mo alam kung saan ka lulugar. Bakit? Anong karapatan mo? Kaibigan ka lang di ba?
Kahit anong gawin mo, kung kaibigan lang ang turing niya sa iyo, huwag ka na umasa. Dahil kung umasa ka, ikaw lang ang masasaktan.
Hindi sapat na mahal mo siya, hindi sapat na kailangan mo siya, dahil isa ka lang kaibigan para sa kanya.
Simple lang naman ang kailangan mong gawin kung ayaw mong masaktan. Iwasan mo ang magmahal ng taong alam mong kaibigan lang ang turing sa iyo.
Ang pag-ibig parang harutan, minsan hindi mo maiiwasang masaktan.
Hindi ka tanga kung nagmamahal ka nang sobra. Mas tanga ang taong minamahal na nga, pero nakukuha pang maghanap ng iba.
Mas okay na ang mahulog sa mabahong kanal, kaysa naman sa taong hindi ka naman mahal.
higa na habang na nonood ng tv
aga aga pa pero parang gus2 kuna ma 2log
ano ba yan bala na c batman
ung pagud na pagud ka
tapos miryenda muna sa
harap ng tindahan heheh
bago ang Lahat
GOOD MORNING
umagang kay ganda daming linisan
sakin tinoka haynaku
GOOD MORNING
O, black and potent beverage each morning that I rise you give me greater leverage you make me strong and wise
O, elixir of higher thought rejuvenate my mind
I percolate you in my pot through dark beans that I grind
With sugar some would sweeten you and lighten you with cream but black and strong will be my brew like women in my dreams
O, steaming dark deliciousness please keep me wide awake and bring me higher consciousness
upon my coffee break
naka uwi na ang makulit na bata
marami daw syang star with very good
bilis ng panaho laki laki na ng princessa ko
at ayun na nga sobrang adik sa roblox
pag ka gicing laptop agad
kahit wala pang almusal yan kukuha nalng
pag kain pag gutom na talaga
kain po walang ma isip na ulam
kaya puro fried nalng na bibili
GOOD MORNING
Awake! 'Tis time for you to rise!
Awake! And open both your eyes!
The day is here, the sky is blue,
And all the World is calling you!
Hope the sky's as blue
As a bluebird's wings,
And your day is just filled
With wonderful things!
It's time to start your day,
Wake up and get on the move.
Sleeping in is nice,
But you've got lots to prove.
You'll prove to yourself,
That anything is in your grip.
All it takes is hard work,
With yourself as the whip.
Anything you want to do,
Understand it can be done.
As long as you stop wasting,
The day that has just begun.
So wake up and rise and shine,
This day is just for you.
I can't wait to see,
What it is that you will do!
nakalimutan ko nag aya
tapos na pala lumamon
kain po mga ka noise
eto ung tindero na bumibili ako
ayaw tumayo ewan kuba bakit
sobrang busy sa panood
pag silip ko vivamax pala pinapanood
at ung title ng movie is selena's gold
c angeli khang pala
hahahha
mangan tamu po mga ka noise
kain po tayo
wag papa gutom mas ok ang busog
kesa gutom
kung walang pambili ng ulam anjan naman mga
ma miso na chichirya
pwede ng pang ulam
A dinner party, coffee, tea, Sandwich, or supper, all may be In their way pleasant. But to me Not one of these deserves the praise That welcomer of new-born days, A breakfast, merits; ever giving Cheerful notice we are living Another day refreshed by sleep, When its festival we keep. Now although I would not slight Those kindly words we use ‘Good night’, Yet parting words are words of sorrow,
And may not vie with sweet ‘Good Morrow’,
With which again our friends we greet,
When in the breakfast-room we meet,
At the social table round, Listening to the lively sound Of those notes which never tire, Of urn, or kettle on the fire. Sleepy Robert never hears
Or urn, or kettle; he appears When all have finished, one by one Dropping off, and breakfast done. Yet has he too his own pleasure, His breakfast hour’s his hour of leisure; And, left alone, he reads or muses, Or else in idle mood he uses
To sit and watch the venturous fly, Where the sugar’s piled high, Clambering o’er the lumps so white, Rocky cliffs of sweet delight
Good Morning
Cguro eto na muna masasabi ko
wala pa kasi aq ma isip n e post
guardian angel where did you go?
Why did you leave when i needed you most?
Please tell me what to do,
Please tell me not to be soft.
He's here, he came back,
Hold my hand,
Tell me to not give him a chance,
So he don't break my heart again.
My guardian angel where did you go?
Why did you leave when i needed you most?
Please tell me what to do,
Please tell me not to be soft.
He apologised, asked for a fresh start,
I can't give him back my heart,
Not when he crushed it two times,
And told me i'll be fine.
You left me my angel to make the choice,
You made me see his true intentions,
I will no longer give him the satisfaction,
I will no longer be one of his toys.
Thank you my angel,
For letting me see my worth,
For making me strong, and not feel worse.
I'll forever be to you grateful.
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
Kain po mga ka noise😋😋
Bums living in the bushes At 66 and May Girls only want to play
The boys Have their toys We need to all Be making some noise
Uncle Sam plays war The president tells it Like they tell him to
9/11 was an inside job I’m telling you its true
Trees bend in the wind This dirty air Its such a sin
Birds don’t get to high Before they fall from the sky Why
Haven’t we seen a butterfly
On the top We are just toys Shouldn’t we
Be making some noise
I sit on my bed every night.
I look for a star to wish on, but not one is in sight.
So I try to sleep, but all I see is you.
I think to myself, is he feeling this too?
@yohanyan
