POETRY POSTING sa PEX....post ur poems and woes here!!!

[Little_Totoy]

Dead Child's Poem
-a poem in 3 parts-

i. images

Golden Haired I stood
Slowly I opened my eyes
Oh so full of dreams
Ready to embrace life

On my mothers lap
I smiled at the heavens
Magnificently unprepared
For the bitterness of life


ii. words

I stand before you
As bare as ever
I wear no mask
But still blindly you stare

I sit here and cry
Looking oh so pitiful
And I ask myself why
Oh why cant my life be beautiful

iii. dreams

Someone is dancing
On my grave
Oh how I wish I could
Reach out

But images and words
I remember
And rejoice for
My soul has found peace

[mac_bolan00]

for despairing lovers:

from "tonight at noon" by adrian henri

tonight at noon
supermarkets will advertise 3D extra on everything.
tonight at noon
children from happy families will be sent to live in a home,
world war 1 generals will sell poppy leaves on novermber 11
when the leave fall upwards to the trees.

pigs will sighted flying in formation over woolton,
america will declare peace on russia,
hitler will tell us to fight on the beaches and on th landing fields,
elephants will tell each other human jokes,
and the monster has just created doctor frankenstein.

girls in bikinis are moonbathing,
art galleries are closed to people over 24,
there're jobs for everyone and nobody wants them.
in dark alleys everywhere, teenage lover are kissing
in broad daylight.
in forgotten graveyards everywhere,
the dead will quietly bury the living,
and you will tell me you love me
tonight at noon.

[shock_theory]

its like speaking to you for the first time, looking, feeling, fallin' in love all over with you, you never fail to put a smile on my face, you never fail to cheer me up... yes, we may have our misunderstandings but somehow somewhere we get trough it all... i adore you for always being there for me, for letting me be a part of you, iLoveyou... i will love you no matter what, you are what keeps me goin living life, what wakes me up in the morning... my reason to live. my inspiration... to keep, to cherish, to love a lifetime... you are family. i couldn't find the most pleasant of words, nor those in a flowery array... what i found where those that matter, heartfelt, strong... halo halo

[shock_theory]

...i found you... my poetry that'll last a lifetime iLoveyou

[blueschick_neng]

The Way Life Should Go

Live life and not go against its will
Live life the way it’s meant to be,
people will come and people will go
It may bring misery it may bring sorrow
People may love you but people will hurt you
But that is the way life should go
People may bring you down
And the world may go awry on you
But remember
that’s the way life should go
And in this life there’s only one person
To pick yourself up
One person to help you make it through
one person that you could trust
one person to bring you happiness
one person to bring you peace
and that person is someone that is you
live life the only way yourself knows
live life for yourself and not for anyone else
live life the way it’s meant to be
full of pain, full of sorrow full of misery
for we are not to leave this earth unscarred
and in that scar, the wound has healed
pain has been killed,
and the scar has served it’s purpose
of a life fulfilled
coz the only way to live life,
is to learn of pain and sorrow
of misery, and love
of strength and happiness
and this is the only way i know
of how life should go!

/Blueschick 21jan2002

[blueschick_neng]

There comes a time in our lives when we have so many questions
sometimes we get the answers But more often than not, we don’t
I myself have so many questions in mind, which sadly still lies unanswered
In our struggle in life we ask, but then we know deep in our hearts
That the answer lies deep within our being and as we continue our journey
We realize that some questions are better left unanswered
Because sometimes it is better not to know the truth than to be hurt.

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In our relentless effort to seek for happiness
We always end up not finding it
perhaps because we depend on other people
Not knowing that true happiness
Lies deep in our being and only through
Our hearts is were we can find it
We are so pre occupied finding the right person
Who we know could give us everlasting happiness
Who we know might complete the missing piece
But then we tend to forget the only person that there is
To help us seek happiness and peace within our hearts
We look at every corner of this world and failed
But what we don’t know is at a certain corner of our room
Is where we can find him…we’ve been looking at the wrong places
But in our room lies a mirror where we could find that person
…try it once and you’ll see….i just did.

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As we go on our lives being contented just the way it is we sometimes realize
That living this life isn’t just about getting a diploma and having a career
Sometimes no matter how successful we are in our lives we still feel incomplete
Maybe because we needed someone to be there for us through our ups and downs
Someone to smile with us, cry with us, and just simply to be there for us
Some people get lucky in love and some people don’t
Sometimes we talk to the heavens, we stare at the moon and wish upon a star
But no matter what we do we always know there’s someone out there for us
And no matter how many times we fail just look at the stars and wish and pray
And one day you’ll find yourself standing there staring at the moon…
and you just have to hope and pray that this time he’ll stay….


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I don’t know what more to say
Couldn’t find the words to tell
All I know is that I miss you
And how I wish you’ve stayed
All this time that you’ve been gone
I feel so incomplete
But with all my soul
I’ll still hold you tight
Coz deep in my heart I feel you near
And my love for you will never end
Though you’ve left me all alone
I still hope you’d comeback someday
I miss the way you hold my hands
I miss the way you kiss me gudnyt
I miss the way you hug me tight
I miss the way you treat me right
And while you’re gone
I’ll talk to the heavens & wish upon a star
The way I had you, the way I did then
To bring you back to me I pray
Hoping one day you’ll come and say
that you’ve come back & forever will stay

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[nbakaguilar]

The Dreamer
By: NBA
Last night I had a dream…
In that dream I found myself living in a different world…
A very beautiful and peaceful world…
Where every creature was in harmony…
As I walked along looking into the horizon…
I saw a mirage figure of a woman…
Appearing and materializing not so far away
waving and calling at me…
I walked towards her way…
Until I could recognize who is she…
To my amazement it’s “YOU” in front of me…
Sudden burst of joy and excitement engulf upon me…
On which I can’t remember what have happened to me…
And when my emotions receded calmly…
I found myself embracing and caressing you tenderly…
With loving care I hold my arms around you…
Whispering softly into your ear “I LOVE YOU”…
As you lay your face upon my chest…
I felt warm droplets of your tears rolling down their way…
I asked you why wasted those precious tears away…
You just look up and stared affectionately at me…
Saying, “we are not meant to be”…
I felt as if the whole world befall upon me…
On which I asked you again to repeat the words you
uttered before me…
Hoping to hear different words that would appease me…
Releasing yourself from my arms then you walk away…
Slowly and hesitantly uttering those words repeatedly…
“ We are not meant to be…” “ We are not meant to be…”
Like a mist from a morning dew you disappeared from far away…
I drop my knees to the ground and pray…
Asking and begging GOD for mercy…
“GOD” please bring her back to me…
Sudden jerks awaken me…
And brings back my senses into reality

[yo_mon]

Sa Dulo ng Bahaghari
Ni: yo_mon

Ang hangi’y lumalakas, lumalamig
Matatayog na mga pangarap ang aking bukang-bibig
Mga patak ng ulang nakikidalamhati
Na sa kasawiang-palad, ang mundo’y hati-hati.

Bakit parang unos na humahagupit
Mga pagsubok na parang nang-iipit?
Bakit kung kelan maayos na ang lahat
Problema’y sumusulpot, kumakalat.

Bakit ang mga mabubuti
Ang laging kinakanti?
Kung sino pa ang sa Diyos ay nananampalataya
Siya pang pinaluluhod sa mga tala.

Laging may plano ang Maykapal
Sa mga pagsubok na sa ati’y sumasampal
Ating pakatandaan lagi
Na may biyayang naghihintay sa dulo ng bahaghari.

[blueschick_neng]

LISTEN

when i ask you to listen to me and you start giving advice
you have not done what i ask
when i ask you to listen to me and you begin to tell me
why i shouldn't feel that way
you're tramplin' on my feelings
when i ask you to listen to me and you feel you have to do something to solve my problems
you have failed me strange as it may seem
perhaps that's why prayers work for some people
because God is mute and he doesn't offer advice
or try to fix things
hev just listens and trusts you to work it out for yourself

so please just listen and hear me
and if you want to talk
wait a few minutes for your turn
and i promise i'll listen to you

[Lifeboatman]

Untitled # 14

I leave the sun to accomp'ny her on days
At night, I leave the moon to light up her way
I do but go by Chance
Seeking charm in Moment's dance
To let Grace continue her play
... and leave me.


Untitled #41

My honor rests on a dream
Made of a plastic blue pipe
And I sulk on a glory
That never was
In a shady corner of my home
Spitting nicotine
While I don my
Hero's cloth of ragged shirt
I am not even king of this
Festered Ignominy
And as I hide from them my truth
With courteous gestures of sanity
And talks of school, future and stability
I am slowly dying alive inside.


Untitled # 3

(i've forgotten how the first two lines go)....
How they must've unleashed an explosion of mirth
As I strive against this mocking earth
They mocked me since the time of my birth

For how can ants fill the whole of the cosmos
When even greatest of stars can't unspace the most
Most will say that it can't be done'
To fill the whole if the is but one
All it could fill is that which is none

How can a flower survie a storm
It'd be easier for angels to live as norms
What is born from a dying dream?
Who can push against an angry stream;
Make dark the path of a sunlight beam?

Who can give blows to the empty air
Or stop inevitable Time's dispair?
He who must, a war, to Death, wage
Must first contain this storm enraged
But must be gentle to a flower's age

If, truly, Time's despair can be thwarted
Or Light's path be disconcerted,
Then I shall hold the storm enraged
Yet be gentle to a flower's age
And write my love on this unspaced page.



Untitled #72

What has the world come to when a decent man smokes flat cigarettes
And poetry is reduced to a general surgeons, warning?
The cogitation of lost spems had spurned lucidity
And a humble man's promise is lost to us forever.
Ozone-scented thunder wakes us up to momentary grandeur
But ceases its effects as soon as impact met
Then we are back again
Not so much by apathy but by indifference
Thus the sperms kept alive exists in vain
And the memory of the promise fades
As rain, pacified by toxicity, drowns out its music
Music that the people had the audacity to replace
With digestive biproducts' recurring last farewells.

[blueschick_neng]

let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are charming gardeners who make our soul blossom...

to all the WOMEN out there, here's a poem for us....

I shave my legs, I sit down to pee.
And I can justify any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook, I can pump my own gas.
Can talk to my friends, about the size of my ***.
My beauty's a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit, to others when I'm wrong.
I don't drive in circles, at any cost.
And I don't have a problem, admitting I'm lost.
I never forget, an important date.
You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies, with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay, to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.
And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a *****.
Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay, But jewelry's best.
Look at me you idiot... Not at my chest?? ??
I don't have a problem, With Expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying, You look at the ceiling.
DON'T call me a GIRL, a BABE or a CHICK.
I am a WOMAN. Get it?, you ****!?!

[moggs]

Here's a sample of my poetry. Id appreciate comments or interpretations... I call this set

Three Days


Windy Day

brought by fortune in unseen fleets,
a yellow leaf to the tops of tower
proudly gazing the lands below

with tear in humbled stem, it sees
a scene of tree with yellow leaves
embracing together against the wind

Rainy Day

a butterfly flutters by clutters
of my room, like a lover
up and down the foggy window.

punished by the sobbing sky
unable to kiss the petals, taste the nectar,
make love with Lilies, Daisies, Roses.

Sunny Day

toads miss the thundering thuds
of rain tickling their skin,
a memory retained by tears

they crowd around a moldy mess.
a mass of toads with pangs of loss
of dried Grandfather From caught by rays.

[blueschick_neng]

Everything has a purpose, things happen for a reason, and now I know why why things fail, why I had to love and lose,why things happened the way it did, why I had to go through every painful step, why I am hurting, why I smile and had to cry, why I am here, who am I and why I live. I admit I almost gave up, I almost lost hope and the will to fight, lost the strength to go on, and I am just so grateful I didn’t. There was a time I had so many questions for everything and I did every desperate move to seek for the truth and now I know it’s not about finding what’s real and what’s true, not about being with someone or being alone, not about having someone to love and get love in return, it’s about having to go through every painful step, it’s about having the realization that comes after every pain and suffering, and holding on to everything that’s left, struggling hard to have the courage to fight and the will to survive and go on with life and finally to have the sweet victory of being able to overcome it all…it doesn’t matter how painful it is, how long it would take, how far it could go, coz what’s important is to be able to gain the wisdom and find the true essence of life, that happiness comes from being able to know , understand, and being at peace with yourself, and once you have the wisdom, you’ll soon have the strength, then comes the will , all these are essential in finding happiness and peace and once you have it, everything else follows. And now I know I have found the reason to live.

[blueschick_neng]

when i saw you...
i was afraid to talk to you
when i talked to you...
i was afraid to hold you

when i hold you
i was afraid to love you
when i loved you...
i was afraid to lose you
sometimes love hurts...
but that's the way love is

hold on to the person u love...
before they slip away...
or else you can never get them back...

and i died when you left me...
but i lived for the few months you loved me...
until there was you,
i cried myself to sleep

while i had you,
i fell asleep with a gentle smile on my face
before i lost you,
i worried myself to sleep...
now that you're gone,
i sit up at night...
waiting for you to comeback...

[nek_02]

strings

Technicolor smile that puts the rainbow to shame. With eyes that outshine the stars. Songs floating in a silent midnight..nocturnal rhythms pacifying a restless soul..intoxicated by your laughter showered in my dreams. Endless charades and cloaked words. Keep the saxophone humming with tears. Soliloquy in solitude is solace. So and so. Are you a soldier fighting for sorrow? Doppelganger, I need you. So I can tread the unknown without leaving this home. Truth. Taboo. You. Notes from your guitar solo. Stringed to become a lullaby in yellow. Where do you want me to go? Perhaps to the Urals between. Tell me and I’ll follow. . See the senseless series? I say what’s inside me..then came the screeching tires. Damn distractions. Then mirth eternal. There you are. Haunting. Standing still…gone before you came. You and I. You...like a child. Playing. Knowing yet not. Pretending maybe. Or simply, oblivious. I...like the rain. Weeping. Silence. Utter goodbye. Goodnight.

~~~

this distance
conjures a kind
of familiarity
builds a home
for melancholy
and endless sorrow

this longing
carves a tomb within
waiting for the burial
of affection
and a smile
from you...

~~~

you and me
will never meet
will never touch
except in reveries
of a moonless night
in silent whispers
of sad hellos
and painful goodbyes..

you and me
will never feel
will never dance
at the same rhythm
of violins and heartbeats
never sing the melody
of notes entwined with passion..

love, we will never be.

~~~

[carlota_c2001]

As I grasp the veracity of fortitude
In this loathsome sumptuousness
Trying not to mimic the temperament of the rude
For each step that I take to depart from the darkness
My unperturbed voyage was stopped by the music of affection
Overwhelmed by this strange feeling
Everything seems to turn into magnificence and perfection
The shadow of love is not as black as dusk
Its face is not as bogus as the mask
Transient as it may be in this ever-changing world
Its gist is more vivid now than the way it used to be
Hardened by circumstances my heart was very cold
But as love nurtured my life, into life I want to hold
The enchanting judiciousness of being in love.

[ahwen]

MODERN ZEN POEM
cultivating hacker attitudes

To follow the path:
look to the master,
follow the master,
walk with the master,
see through the master,
become the master.

So, if you want to be a hacker, repeat the following things until you believe them:

[reign_summers]

im not really fond of writing, actually, poetry is not my thing...i find boring...

bu i guess hen you get too emotional about things...you can do things that you haven't really done in the past - experiment. lemme share my poems...as a first time writer, i think it sucks but, hey, that's me! ~UNTITLED~

Why do I have to feel this way about you,
Even if I know that this is unrequited?
Why do I have to care about you,
Even if I know that you don’t give a damn about me?
Why do I have to stare at you all the time,
Even if I know you won’t even take a glimpse of me?
Why do I have to think about you every time,
Even if I know that I don’t exist in your vocabulary?

They say love is a wonderful feeling
Something that you want to feel endlessly.
Something that takes your breath away
Something that makes you smile all day.

But for me it’s something different
Something unkind, unfair, painful.
Something that makes me cry out loud
Something that makes me say,”I don’t deserve this foul”.

I hope someday, somehow
You’ll realize my existence.
My feelings, my love, my affection,
My innermost thoughts and emotion.

But then again I have to move on
They say it’s something worth waiting for
“So don’t hurry up!” I say to myself,
There’s definitely someone for me out there.

(So if it’s God’s will, then so be it,
But for now, I’ll just have to say I love you and goodnight.)

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~* UNTITLED 2 *~

I looked at the mirror today
And saw myself smiling
My eyes full of love and hope
My thoughts roaming around the room

Why was I smiling? That I do not know
All I remember is that I saw you today
You smiled, sat next to me and asked me how I was
I said, “ I’m fine, I’m okay.” Then whispered, “ please be with me all day.”

Those killer eyes, that irresistible smile
It all drives me nuts
Makes me wanna stare at you 24/7
I wanna be with you, wondering, “till when?”
But beyond those looks lie the gentlest soul
Praying to God every night saying
“When can I have you though?”

You are “too good to be true”, that’s how I can best describe you
So kind, so sweet, so thoughtful
So nice, so funny, so adorable
I beg you, “please don’t be like that”
I might fall for you in a snap.

I want to tell you EVERYTHING
Cos I can’t hide this anymore
Suppression is slowly killing me inside
But something about confession got me thinking…

I want to tell you how much I love you and care for you
But I’m scared of being hurt and torn apart by fear
I’d rather lose these feelings at my expense
Than lose a great friendship with you my dear.

I guess everything boils down to one thing
Maybe I’ll just wait and see
Hoping my own prince will come and save me
From these heartaches I’m now experiencing

My prince, my darling, where are you now?
I hope to meet you someday, somehow
I know you are sent from high heavens
To watch over me tonight, your little angel.

[nbakaguilar]

maraming salamat yo....mon sa napakagandang tula na iyong ibinahagi.

[rain_10127]

untitled
by:rain

Ako’y anak ng dalita
Ang naritong humihiling na bigyan ng awa
Buksan mo ang langit at kusa mong pakinggan
Ang aking ligalig sa pagdaramdam
At kung hindi ka mahahabaag sa lungkot kong dinaranas
Puso’t diwang nabibihag, sa libing masasadlak

Magtanong ka kung d tunay sa kislap ng mga tala,
Magtanong ka rin sa ulap ng taglay kong dalita
Tanging larawan mo ang nagiging ilaw,
Kung ikaw ay mahihimbing sa gitna ng dilim;
..ay iyong ihulog puso mo sa akin


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Sa minsang kong paglalakad sa parke
May ibabaeng biglang lumapit sa akin.
Tinanong ako ba’y mabuti?ako ba’y masaya?
Ako’y d agad nakasagot,wari bang natutop at naubusan.
Muli,ako’y tinanong;
Sinagot ko ng wala sa loob, oo.
Agad akong lumisan sa parke,
Iniwang mag-isa--babaeng nagtatanong.
Sa king pag-uwi,aking naisip babaing matanong.
Ano kaya ang kanyang nais?bakit ako’y ginugulo.
D ko namamalayan,ako’y naglalakad patungong parke muli.
Babaeng nagtanong,aking inabutan--kung san sya’y aking pinag-iwanan
may ngiting pasalubong,d man lang nangawit sa pag-tayo.
Sa aking paglapit,ako’y niyakap at tinanong muli
“Mabuti ka ba?masaya ka ba?”
Muli,ako’y natutop…d nakapagsalita ng ayos
D ko namalayan,luha pala’y umaagos na ng tuluyan
Bakit kaya,babaing ito, tila ako’y kilala sa loob.
Tila ba siyay piping nakamasid sa aking mga dinanas.
Babai’y nagtanong,bakit ka umiiyak?
Sagot ko’y “wala.wag nang pagtuunan pansin pa.”
Siya’y yumakap muli,nagwikang tumahan na;
“Ako’y narito,handang makinig sa iyo,” sagot ng babae.
Aking sinalaysay buhay kong kay pait.
Mga karanasang kailanma’y d kayang limutin.
Siya’y nagwikang muli,tinanong naman ay bakit.
Ako’y naguluhan.Siya’y d ko maintindihan
Bakit baga aking sinasabi ,mga yaong bagay na dati’y d ko mailabi.
Kay gaan ng aking loob dineh sa babae,
Tila may katangian siyang natatanging d ko mawari.
Ano bang mayroon?babaing ito na matanong…
Siya’y patuloy na nakamasid,hinihintay aking kasagutan.
Muli,aking natagpuan,sarili’y umiiyak d man lang nahiya.
Ako naman ang nagtanong,rine sa babaing matanong.
Tanong ko’y bakit,siya ba’y ano ko?
Sagot ng babae,sa isang malamyang tinig:
“ako’y walang masasabi,sagot mo aking iniintay pa rin”
Gulo man aking isip,sinagot na rin kanyang tanong.
Sabi ko’y akoy naiyak,pagkat aking naalala mga masamang lumipas.
Babae’y sinilayan ng munting ngiti,waring bang may nasasaisip.
Ako’y naguluhan,sya namay tinanong bakit
Sabi ng babae: “ating usapan,aking ipinagpapasalamat,
Pagkat minsan lang ako,kinausap ng ganito--na tingin sa aki’y simpleng tao.”
Ngayon,ang babae naman ang nagsalaysay
Buhay pala nya’y tulad ng akin,masalimuot at pasakit.
D ko napansin,gabi’y dumarating na
Aking inaya,babaing matanong,anya’y kumain muna.
Siya’y nagpauna,nagsabing salamat na lamang.
Masaya naming nilisan,parkeng piping saksi--
Saksi sa aming munting kwentuhan,sana’y wala nang katapusan.
Habang ako’y naglalakad pauwi ng aking bahay…
Aking naalala,ngalan ng babae aking nalimutang itanong
Patakbo akong bumalik sa parke,nagbabakasakaling babae’y nandun pa rin
Ngunit tila huli na ang lahat,kami’y pinahiram lamang ng kaunting oras.
Babaing aking dinatnan sa parke ng dal’wang beses ay wala na.
Ipinagtanong ko sa bawat tao sa parke,babaing matanong
Nagbabakasakaling siya’y nasa tabi lamang.
Kinabukasan,ako’y muling nagpunta ng parke--mabigat ang kalooban
Babae kasing matanong,aking napanaginipan,
Siya daw ay nawalang bigla,naglaho na lamang.
Amin daw usapan,d na muling naituloy.
Ako’y lumuluha na naman,iyakin nga palang tal’ga ako.
Paghahanap sa babaing matanong,ako’y sumuko.
Hanggang sa isang babae uli ang lumapit sa akin…
Tinanong parehong katanungan ng unang babaeng lumapit sa akin.
Bakit ganoon?tila inuulit mga pangyayari.ano ba ang katotohanan?
Gumising akong may luha,ang lahat pala’y panaginip lamang.
Sayang!bulong ko sa aking sarili.
Hayai na nga,ako’y babalik na lamang sa dati kong buhay--sa aking nakagisnan
Ang lumaking nagsisilbi sa iba…kailanmay d man lang nabigyan oras ang sarili.
Ang hayaang iba ang magdesisyon para sa sarili ko,
Tila wala akong karapatan ranasin mga bagay dapat sanay akin.
D ko malilimutan panaginip na yun,pagkat alam kong dahil dun…
Naranasan ko ring may makinig sa akin.
Ang may mangusap sa akin;na ang tingin sa ki’y isang tao rin.
Hindi bilang isang utusan,tagapagsilbi,o d kaya’y maging sunud-sunuran.
Oo.pagod na ako.pagod akong maging walang muwang ditto sa mundong ito.
Salamat sa panaginip.naranasan kong maging ako,kahit sa pansandaling oras lamang.

>>ang lahat ng po yan ay ako ang gumawa...kinda long nung pangalawa noh?