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posted by monLOVEbrucas
I don’t think I could ever pag-ibig someone like I loved you
You are my first and last pag-ibig
You go I go
You stay I stay
And you might think that’s weird but that’s the way it goes
That’s the way pag-ibig is
And no matter how hard we try to let go
You will always find your self coming back.

_________________________________________________

Let’s go on a first date
Where it’s cold in the night
So you can hold me close in your arms really tight.
Let’s wait for the train.
And if it starts to rains you can be my shelter.
I will tell you my feelings and you will tell me yours.
We can laugh and halik and imagine always being like this.
And when the train comes
You can take me home
I will let you hold my hand until we arrive to my doorstep.
Were we will say our goodbyes?
And with a touch you give me
I will be satisfied.
posted by UnderdogAsh
Chapter 5
The princess
Of Destiny

    I woke up to the glare of the morning sun shining in from a window. I was laying down, so I sat up and felt my a pile of dayami beneath me. I had a terrible headache and couldn’t remember a thing. I looked beside me and there was Link, laying down and looking at the ceiling.
    “Hey Link,” I said, “what happened?”
    “Well, Ashley, you decided to run your mouth when some guard arrested us and they gave you what you deserved,” Link sinabi harshly.
    It sort of came back...
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I stumbled upon link a while nakaraan and decided that some of the points I made in a very long-winded comment on her poem were valid for the population of writers here on Fanpop, especially but not only beginning writers and those just venturing into the fascinating world of the written word.

I advised dear greek to use madami concrete larawan in her mga tula to better express her mostly abstract ideas. (And greek, I hope you do not mind me using you as an example. If you do, please let your offense be known). She had written a lovely poem and titled it "My Life" and while the concept was genuine and...
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added by axemnas
posted by HaleyDewit
Think you got me good
Throwing rotten eggs
And trying to make me fall
But I got news for you
Your limited vocabulary
Won’t damage me at all

So keep doing what you’re doing if it gets you through the night
But deep downs inside you know I’m right

Get your head out the clouds
Keep your feet on the ground
Your words mean nothing to me
I don’t care what you have to say
Save it for another prey
You’re the master of moronity


Can’t reason with you
Any argument I give
You simply blow away
But that won’t change the truth
You better grow some brain
‘Cause you’re giving stupid a bad name

I’d say open...
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posted by HaleyDewit
What’s wrong with me
I no longer seem to find a reason to be happy
Trying to hold back the tears searching their way to my cheeks
Swallowing the scream that’s trying to escape my throat
What wrong with me
Wallowing myself in the darkness that’s consuming me
Hoping there’ll be a araw where I can see things clear
Hoping one araw I’ll find my way back home

You better run, run, run, rus as fast as you can
Before I drag you down

I’m a pile of misery
I’m a tormented soul
I’m a prisoner of loss
Captured between my walls
I beg you nice from my knees
Take away this agony
I’m a wreck
‘Cause since you’re...
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posted by emmyliz11
pain fills my puso and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed sa pamamagitan ng the hand and pulled out sa pamamagitan ng a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb sa pamamagitan ng limb, every string of my puso played sa pamamagitan ng the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, or so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion you can't replace and I faced it everyday or so for a taon and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my puso and soul that you will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...
Broken wings;
sitting there crying,
is an angel dying,
clutching her broken wing,
whilst trying to piece together her broken ring,
why has she been chosen for this fate,
this angel, does got not appreciate?
her heavenly tears flowing,
as she can feel her life is going,
her puso is hurting,
she feels she hasn't done enough for gods earnings,
drip drop, drip drop,
her tears come to a sudden stop,
shes ibingiay up on her halo,
shes ibingiay up on her wings,
if this is gods will,
she will force herself to fulfill,
in life and death this is what she choose to follow,
and now she will wait until tomorrow,
she knows what...
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posted by _Blackhearts_xx
Black roses;
They became the mga rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my puso bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my puso follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart


Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful you are,
Your as raidient as a shining star

Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip



i hpoe you like them (:
I had to do this for creative writing, and since this site is severely lacking, I figured I'd give it a shot.

For my Creative Pagsulat Class

The Faith Healer

He sinabi to her, “I can cure you.”
Wide eyed and desperate, she believed him. She had been to doctors, and hospitals, and oncologists galore. And his hands were soft, and his eyes inviting. She trembled in his embrace as he tried to soothe her aching fears.
“I’m tired of waiting,” she breathed, her chest rattling with effort.
He kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, holding onto her as if his own life depended on it. She pulled her...
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posted by Spinner13
A poem I wrote a little while back, inspired sa pamamagitan ng something I was reading... you probably wouldn't believe it after pagbaba this, but I'm usually a pretty cheerful person. :)


    Looking Backwards in the Dark
    
Our days are numbered sa pamamagitan ng the gods
and counted sa pamamagitan ng demons,
Our names are sacred and our trust
Is nonexistent. Those who trust, die.
Faith can kill. Having none will destroy
your soul eventually. No medium, it seems.
pag-ibig is terrifying and friendship
Is as tenuous as the short bridge of letters
that convert friend to foe. Good and evil
Take a thousand...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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 Envelope with the royal selyo
Envelope with the royal seal
sa pamamagitan ng Nicole Levy
Chronicle

The lyrical stylings of nationally acclaimed poet Kevin Brian Wright of Glendale have romanced even British reyna Elizabeth II herself. The poem Wright composed for the reyna in 2008, entitled “O’ Blessed Nightingale,” is today displayed as a personal keepsake of her majesty in Balmoral Castle. pagbaba the lyric, I imagined that Elizabeth had cast her regal person as that blessed nightingale for whom “the thunder…trembles, / When she beat her majestic wings in flight / Composing that choral symphony that softly serenades / The tranquil night, with that melodious...
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posted by HaleyDewit
It's a beautiful day
Sun is shining on a bright sky
How could we ask for more?
But still I 'm wondering
How can they act like this?
Are they shutting their eyes for this emptyness?

And now I need to face it alone
I need to make it on my own

So don't cry
Everything will be all right
You've gotta live your life
You need to let it go
So don't cry
Give them your little smile
Hide the tears in your eyes
About the pain they don't need to know


It's a wonderful day
People smile and are happy
How couldn't this be enough?
But still I ask myself
How can they pretend like this?
Are they running away from this darkness.

And...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I might be addicted to you
To what your absence has put me through
Since you’ve been gone, I’ve been a mess
That’s okay, ‘cause when I’m happy I’m useless

So whenever I get the chance
I’ll go back to where we first met
And I’m back at where I started
I’m nothing, if not brokenhearted

I’m digging myself a grave
Will you push me down in it
Not wanting to be saved
I’ve really just had it
I’m not wishing for goodbye
Just never thought you would leave me behind
So you can save your breath
I’m already death


Do you ever think about me
When you reminisce about the times that have been
Do you...
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