December 2011
10 posts
Hear that?
The silence of the night. The stillness of space. Can you hear that? It’s my heart beating your name.
Through the void of existence. Still silence, still silence. Can you hear that? It’s the wind breathing for you.
Enclosed in the universe. Though freedom is a lie. Can you hear that? It’s me and you.
Prima Uccidere
Seriously, someday I will totally somebody.
How do you tell your relatives that you are an...
Well see I’m having this problem, I’m an atheist and I don’t know how to tell it to my family. What should I do?
Take it...
It’s all yours and yours alone. It may have once gone astray But now ‘tis back home.
I rue the day I left. For it is a mistake that I should drift. Far away from your touch. Far away from your sight. But now I am back under your light.
My heart so yearns for your warmth at night. And my hands beg for your warm touch.
I rue the day that I left as much as I loved the day we met. But...
Assassin!!
I want to be an assassin. You know, I want to have super human skills that will enable me to kill anyone I want. Like having super stealthy way of moving around a room. That would be so awesome! No one would notice that I am gone and no one would know if I am there or not. It would also be cool if I have lightning reflexes that allows me to fight anyone in a flash and in super fast way!!
In...
What I Feel
I Hate I Hate I Hate I Detest I Despise I Abhor
Therefore I shall destroy I shall destroy Burn Crush Kill Then recreate everything from scratch Recreate everything to my liking So that I will no longer hate.
If you have the power to create a new world by...
Someday I will rule the world
November 2011
4 posts
Bagay daw ako mag Pari?
What is in my mind ?
Honestly I don’t really know. Every time I sit down and think (like I usually do whenever I don’t have anything to do) I discover something new or something I haven’t noticed about me. I discover things I want to do. Things I don’t want to do Traits and attitude. Ideas or sometimes fears. My point is whatever is giving me all of this information It ain’t gonna stop...
October 2011
1 post
I'm not good at smiling
There are people who are not good in math. People who are not good in English or science or something something.
But do you know a person who is not good at smiling. It’s kind of a like when that person smiles the first thing that will come to your mind is that this guy is up to no good. or that this guy just killed someone and he is confident that no one will ever find out. Or like when he...
September 2011
2 posts
I don't want to see you with someone else
kristelleinlove:
As selfish as that is, it’s true. I honestly, disliked seeing you with someone else than me when we were together & seeing you with someone else somewhere down the road, it’ll make me feel even worse. I don’t want you to go to someone else because I’m scared that you’ll forget about me.
May 2011
4 posts
Being a person is getting too complicated
baby-owl:
Time to be a cat.
High School / Elementary lines. ♥
kawaiizombie009:
Sa di paawat n kalokohan. CUTTING TAYO? Sa gitna ng kahirapan, SINONG MAY PAPEL? Oh, sa kaligahan. OI! MAY SAGOT PAKOPYA AH! Time ng uwian. ENGENG POLBO? Umulan,umaraw o bumagyo man. GALA TAYO? Sino bang makakalimut sa linyang. YES! WALANG PASOK! At para s masayang alaala,ang tunay na BARKADA AT PANGHABANG BUHAY NA KATROPA!
~`totoo nga. :))
REBLOG THIS! kung napagdaanan mo...
haha.. yeah that’s what i mean.. you really can write about yourself and what you feel without any hesitations.. everything is true… you’re the very first person that i know that can do this… :DD (thank you)
something irrational
First things first I have no idea why I even bothered to this, I mean no one is gonna notice this anyway. Maybe its because I’m desperately hoping that someone will accidentally read this and be able to help me, but thats just hopeful dreaming I guess. (notice how I negated my first statement using the second one, its just funny)
I’m breaking down, I guess. And I think I was able to...
April 2011
8 posts
That awkward moment when the bell has already rung...
e-c-h-o:
The first 15 mins. you’re like:
The next 10 mins. you’re like:
Then you look at the time and she already consumed 30 mins. after the bell has rung and you’re like:
Then she still keeps on discussing and you’re like:
Then you look at your classmates and they’re like:
And finally, she looks at her watch and says it’s already time and you’re like:
Then she dismisses the...
I don't understand why people need drugs when...
thelauraaurora:
^THIS
Sweet Summer Night
Take me cold blue moon.
For the clouds will cover you soon.
And alone will be you and I.
In shameless darkness I’ll die
Left without a companion or love.
Both of us the same, just me below and you above.
Soon enough, but not now, I’ll feel. ...
That awkward moment when you get attacked by a...
kowkowcrunch:
OMG LOOOOL
March 2011
6 posts
For her
I don’t know what to say when I’m in front of her. It’s like I’m eating all of my words and all of my topics of conversation which I had in mind seem so boring. I just want to have a nice long chat with her, make her stay for a while and enjoy the time conversing with me. I can speak in front of a whole crowd but when it comes to her it’s like I can’t even speak...
“Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power...”
– - Groucho Marx
Searching
Through the darkest night where the light is dim.
Searching for that single star in the sky.
To shed a speck of light to my life so grim.
To see that glow of radiant love before I die.
Searching my whole life just to find her. ...
LateNightWriting(something to think about)
First things first this is not an article,this is a plead.
Things are going badly nowadays. Doom’s day prophecies converge with current event(yes this line is from history channel). It feels like the world is gonna break any second from now, heck! maybe it’s breaking now while your reading this. But whether the world will end in the next hour or so what matters is what we are doing...
rikasapphire1996-deactivated201 asked: hi... your poems are amazing..im wondering if you can give me some advice in writing a poem.
January 2011
2 posts
Here and Gone again
She was truly heaven sent.
In the womb she went.
Warm and safe she is.
Waiting for nine months to be released.
Her mother is truly glad. ...
