“Sana kaya kong tiisin yung sakit na nararamdaman ko,
kasi ako ung humiling nito diba, ako ung may gus2.
Sana kaya kong sabihin sayo na masaya ako para sayo, para sa inyo.
Sana kaya ko, sana kayo ko.. pero hinde eh.”
bY: maha75
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Friday, November 5, 2010
"While it Lasts"
You have two more days to be happy
Forty-eight hours to be glad
Count you seconds as they wither
Treasure the minutes taht you had
Soon they will die this is now
This is how I measure.
My times with you fleeting feathethers
In the wind, Wet wings, In the Rain
Never to be counted on for future potential
Only as past reference,Enjoyed fro the present
Possibilities sustained, Dream for the day
For here and now
For two more days
To be happy....
bY: maha75
Thursday, November 4, 2010
"Be"
I want to be with all my heart
The pedestal above the ground
To have a place in the light
That can be found
To lead the way
Where others stumbled
To erect the walls
Where others crumbled
To have a name
That rings true
Among the Pseudonyms
One of many,
Among the few..
bY: maha75
My Eyes LooK Pretty Dead...
My eye look so pretty dead
White as dew, rimmed with red
Fragile lids hide hurts that bled
Covering where tears had tread.
My mouth is supprssed and sealed
Over wounds that never healed
Silencing my surrender to yield
Galvanizing the sword and shield
My hair is limp and tame
No longer a symbol of shame
Adorning the crippled maim
Of a brain gone lame.
My Limbs are the rest
After a long endurance test
On a journey from east to west
Encumbered with jinx and jest.
My body is finally one
Compacted under the earths ton
No longer flying under the sun
Leaving behind a good son.
bY: Maha75
White as dew, rimmed with red
Fragile lids hide hurts that bled
Covering where tears had tread.
My mouth is supprssed and sealed
Over wounds that never healed
Silencing my surrender to yield
Galvanizing the sword and shield
My hair is limp and tame
No longer a symbol of shame
Adorning the crippled maim
Of a brain gone lame.
My Limbs are the rest
After a long endurance test
On a journey from east to west
Encumbered with jinx and jest.
My body is finally one
Compacted under the earths ton
No longer flying under the sun
Leaving behind a good son.
bY: Maha75
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