Poemforlife Stories

Spoken poetry po Ito na ginawa ko para sa mga taong sinaktan ako kasi ako si tanga Na umasa sa kanya... Sa kanila... Random Ito kasi may nga part din Na tungkol Ito sa mga kaibigan ko at isa Kong kaibigan Na hinangad Kong maging ka-ibigan pero wala... Hindi ko nasabi kaya dito ko Na lang idinadaan... Please huwag niyo po sanang kopyahin ng wala akong consent... Alam Kong may passion din kayo at maniwala lang kayo makakagawa pa kayo ng mas maganda nito... Sana nag enjoy kayo... KuRokoISH_17

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This world is unfathomable. In the end, everyone will feel the warmth of coldness. It is inevitable. Before the reality turns to nothingness. I collected all scattered bits of my consciousness. I wade into the heart of the labyrinth, Paths are tangled. But, I find my way out of it. Stood there for a while, I'm in a narrow aisle. Looking around, Walled up both sides by stacks, as in library. Stacks are filled with pile of memories. Haven't overgrown with time, Felt it so real, Tall and thick, as trees in the woods; Alive and breathing. The room is filled with musty odour. Felt so familiar. I stroll through the aisle. Took an old book out of it, And turned the dusty pages.. I felt my head is floating, wasn't able to hold my heart. I see nothing but memories, Memories. I gained all my strength, And kept the book in back to the dusty rack. I left them there, Letting them to grow dust. Letting them to sink under the heart. Moving forward.. Sometimes, they could be forgotten. But, It's immortal.

Poems, depressions and Uhh...arts my trashy arts but hope you enjoyed 'bout it ^-^