Nang Kulayan Natin ang Mundo

Mahal, nang kulayan natin ang mundo, bakit nakalimutan nating kulayan ang tayo?

men don't cry [Poetry]

[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/17 : #393 in Poetry 31/12/17 : #172 in Poetry 1/1/18 : #126 in Poetry 3...

Glimpses

Glimpses is a collection of poetry and prose that will allow you to take a look at the memoirs of past love, excerpts from books that will not be written, snapshots of heartaches, and left-overs from someone's universe. Glimpses of brokenness, glimpses of healing. Glimpses of tragedy, glimpses of new beginnings. A gl...

Into the Deep

Let this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and let every word take you into the deep.

Every Lost Poem

Every lost heart wants to be safe and sound. And every lost poem needs to be written and found.

Sa Pagsapit ng Dilim

'Yung mga taong walang kasiguraduhan. 'Yung mga emosyong wala namang patutunguhan. 'Yung mga sakit na sa pagsapit ng dilim mo lang mararamdaman.

Written

He and she were poems, and they are bound to be written.

Ritmo

Bawat letra'y may sinisigaw na tinig. Bawat pantig ay may himig. Bawat salita'y may tinatagong musika. At bawat nadarama'y may katumbas na ritmo, sinta.

2:10

2 sentences. 10 words. 1 story.