i took a break when nobody is looking leaving a world full of shit that's when i liked it. i change myself to whom i am known scared and blunt to face of plot i am where i stand seeking the glory i seek inside of everyone sees as bad when no nobody knows a … Continue reading EE#00001
Yesterday I seek, For tomorrow's fun, But today I shall live, With the family I named. Together our laughs becomes a noise, Of a woman sitting on the corner with poise, On a lunch we enjoyed so much, Like a picnic we sat on flats. Stories told like a theater play, Full of actions with … Continue reading Familia
Left me. For it is not me. Shivers, For I lack warmth. Stuck. Pluck. Understandble but not acceptable. Forgivable but not forgettable.. Alive yet dying. Smile for I am crying. Stop. Up. I glanced above. See the stars. Slowly dying. As it leaves a light. Hello. Goodbye.
From This Height BY TONY HOAGLAND Cold wind comes out of the white hills and rubs itself against the walls of the condominium with an esophogeal vowel sound, and a loneliness creeps into the conversation by the hot tub. We don’t deserve pleasure just as we don’t deserve pain, but it’s pure sorcery the way … Continue reading Poem about Heights by Mr. Hoagland
A PRESENT FROM YESTERDAY A child stared blankly to express, In a world full of pain and success, Backward this poem will be, With this child whom I called “me”. At the past, I see me with chain, As me’s mother cried in vain, For the father me know nothing, no doubt, As a baby, … Continue reading SELF: A Present from Yesterday
Ako'y may mga kaibigan, Palaging nandiyan, Sa gimikan at tawanan, Pati na rin sa kalungkutan. Kaibigan ay aking kailangan, Pagka't ang mundo ay puro laban, Na hindi kayang mapatanyan, Ng kahit na anong kapangyarihan, Ngunit kung galing sa kalangitan, Ako ay lubos na matutulungan. Ako ay mga kaibigan sa ibang bansa, Minsan ay nakakalimutan ng … Continue reading Para sa aking mga kaibigan!
Comfort Zone I used to have a Comfort Zone Where I knew I couldn't fail; The same four walls of busy work Were really more like jail. I longed so much to do the things I'd never done before, But I stayed inside my Comfort Zone And paced the same old floor. I said it … Continue reading A Perfect poem to start the year