Life's is about purpose and achievement, but also there are a lot of pitfall and ensnarement.
A poem for all the mother's out there who tries to hide their emotions.
I'm standingThe wind is highLike the tideOf the seaWe're drowning inI'm talkingTo the treeIt's whisperingI can't hearTalk to meI sayI can't hear nothingBut the whispers.*You're leaningBy the doorI scratch my armThe mosquito bites begin to bleed...
Whenever the odds stare at you, whenever no one seems to stay, remember, you've got you.
If I Only Have One Memory of YouIt wouldn’t be the day a friend of mineIntroduced me to you And how you curled at one cornerBecause you were shyIt wouldn’t be the night I receivedYour first reply on the phoneThat you agreed To go out with...
Love is blind and our heart is an idiot. It does what it wants, and when love enters, it is even ready to stab itself everyday, by giving love to people who don't even need us,.The hardest part is, even when it's aware of all this, it doesn't stop ca
Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like hugging a cactus and, all that you can do to save yourself, is stop holding on and clinging to nothing, and let it all go... Moving on is the most difficult task, but the only option given by the one y
Crushes are some of the mos meaningless, yet beautiful, must-happen things in life. This is a short and sweet poem that talks to a crush about the moments spent together, awkwardly of course. Cherish...
Love, it either shapes a man's life or completely destroys it.
Market days are probably on of the most important days in the week.
Whatever happened to the Tainos? Do we really know their true story?
Some thoughts I penned while missing my friend, he always promised me to be around.... but never actually he was. It's about that feeling you have when the friend you trust the most breaks your heart.
Not a long time agoI saw youCrying over the wallThat fell on the groundI could tell you're lonely Because no one's around you I swallowed my fear And tap your shoulderYou smiled I smiled You let me in I let you inWe were so happy We...
....while the whirling Storm of evil being let loose in our shores from the fringe of hell is causing unprintable murder and mayhem that is likened to the great tribulation....
She smellsLike vanillaAnd the blistering skin of marshmallowsRoasting on a winter fireShe sweatsAnd it smellsLike the early dew of a rose petalShe smellsOf a smell you've never smelt beforeFor she sits aloneOn her bus to home*She smilesGentlyLike...
A poem about the controversial President Duterte