He kept her
he truly loves.
Sing me a lullaby,
Of words too deep all I could do is feel,
Sing me songs from the ancient moon,
Of how it loves the sea and its tides,
And all the creatures underneath it.
Sing me the songs of the wolves,
Of their whisperings and howlings,
Of their pain and anguish,
And of how they love the moon so much,
All they could do is yearn,
And hate its moonlight glow.
Or better yet,
Sing me the songs of the winds,
Whispering beyond what you can hear,
And how they carry each wishes, unheard prayers, and unsung love notes,
To the hearts of the right ones
When the time is right.
I scream to the walls that binds me up,
I claw at its surface until my fingernails snap,
I cover it with blood, my only lifeline,
Then I realize it is me who’s been keeping it up.
So I dig below until I get out,
Out of the walls that keep me out,
Of peoples lives and peoples buzz,
And I see the sunlight for the first time.
I breathe the air that suffocates me before,
It didn’t change apart from how I view things now,
The air that used to kill me, now brings me life,
I’m glad I tear the walls down.
//an old post of mine 😊
Why is it whenever you walk out of the door,
my heart breaks into tiny little pieces,
my energy dipping way colder
than the antarctic ocean,
and I get this gnawing feeling,
at the pit of my stomach,
telling me that it is really me,
and my life,
that you’re walking out of.
Saan nga ba tayo patutungo
Mula pag gising sa umaga,
hanggang sumapit ang takip silim,
Tila baga ang buhay ay isang lamang mahabang paglalakbay
Lakad dito, lakad doon
Sakay dito, sakay doon
Paulit ulit na gawi sa inaraw araw na ginawa ng Diyos,
Hindi ka ba napapagod?
Kasi ako napapagod na.
Isang mukha, ikaw, ako, sa milyong milyong tao na narito sa mundo,
Tila ba isang lamang tayong patak ng tubig sa gitna ng karagatan,
Or isang buhangin sa kalawakan ng kalupaan
Mukha na maaring nakasalubong mo na ngunit hindi matandaan,
Isang mukha na madaling makalimutan,
O kaya naman, sinadyang kalimutan.
Saan nga ba tayo patutungo?
Ang buhay ba natin ay masusukat sa distansya ng ating nalakbay?
Or sa bawat taon na tinatakbo ng ating buhay?
Ikaw? Saan ka patutungo?
Hindi ka ba napapagod?
Kasi ako, napapagod na.
*my first tagalog and spoken word poetry! check out the vlog i made.
I’ll try to do english next time. 😊