February 2012
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awarewolves:
1. You were like the ocean, when I once thought I was a river. No matter where the current of my water streamed, the path always led back to you.
Of course, I was wrong. You were no ocean.
You were just a single teardrop that trickled down my left eye. Within a mere half-minute, you were gone.
2. We used to anticipate days that began with the sight of each other’s faces.
You...
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clavicola:
Seismologists keep mistaking our heartbeats for earthquakes and smokers’ hands quiver like San Francisco.
When the world cries out in ecstasy and shudders, hundreds of people die, but do we ever think to mourn our lovemaking too?
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vpg:
There you are, you. I finally found you. The one I’ve been looking for my whole life, the one my heart yearns for every night. I never knew I’d find you there, sitting on a chair, looking at me as I push the door open. There you are, you. I finally found you.
In that moment, all I knew of you was your name - short, sweet, and easy to remember. But here I stand, looking back at you with a...
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Romeo and Julius.
funkienokie:
‘Maya ka na punta, and2 pa tropa e. Kulitz ng kuya mo, ayaw umuwi. Ttxt kta pag oks na. love u bhe.’
Heto na naman tayo, pahirapan para magkita. Ilang oras na naman ba akong maghihintay para makasama kita? Para mahagkan, mahawakan ang iyong mga kamay, mayakap, at marinig ang iyong boses.
Ako nga pala si Julius, 14 years old, laking skwater, laking Pasay, laking Tramo, at isang...
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027. prophecy.
Everyone’s asking,
What would my future look like?
Old. Happy. With you.
Let me.
writeinspace:
I want to slow dance in the middle of the street as if the night belonged to no one but us. Have my hands on your waist and let me gaze into your eyes as I start to formulate a million different words to describe such a night. The music in which will direct our movements will be our heartbeat. Listen. Isn’t such symphony beautiful to the ears? Let us own this night because foreign...
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sons of the beach.
funkienokie:
I woke up in the middle of a thunderstorm.
Sweating.
Parched.
Shivering.
I can still taste the dried salt in my lips.
We were happy.
Lying on the sand.
Gazing at the stars.
Cuddling beneath the low-lit moon.
Everything was vivid.
Your piercing eyes,
like bullets.
Your soft lips,
like silk.
Your warm breath,
like blankets.
I want to go back,
on that same beach.
Where we...
LXXXVIII.
swollenpoetry:
I look at you and think: can I even afford to blink? Look at you all beautiful and wonderful to look at. We sat one morning. The sky was filled with the flight of birds that highlight the width of a cloud shaped like your nose. Who knows I could retain your smell. You’re like a spell. I still look at you and wonder why we’re not together. You bizarre little blue star. I believe I...
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So, if you put your URL in here, you can listen to... →
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I love you.
august-is-over:
I love you, and I’ll always love you, so much so that sometimes it scares me, but I don’t need to tell you that because you know. I know you feel the same. I’m here to watch over you and protect you, I’ll be the place you hide away from the world in, the one place you feel safe and sound, I’ll lend you every ounce of my strength when you need it, I’ll wipe away the tears from...
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Healing.
august-is-over:
I’ve seen and been through a great deal of things in my life. From each, I have come to consume a great deal of knowledge. I have learned that some things you will see can be truly haunting and terrifying. They can stalk your dreams and get you while you sleep. There are things that you can experience that will cut you deeply. They will make you bleed, and no matter what those...
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clavicola:
Writing these poems hurts in all the places it shouldn’t.
Please. Don’t pick at your scabs to see if you can find a story underneath. Red continents line your knees and all of our stories begin the same, with “I was drunk and fell on the sidewalk and cracked open my skin and bled a memoir.”
Leave those stones unturned. Save them for another poor soul who doesn’t know that this world...
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Science, and him
awarewolves:
It is a lesson in gravity, or the sudden seeming absence of it, whenever he is close to me.
I
float, always.
It is also a lesson in anatomy, the oddness of such phenomenon: how I experience flight, when I am not even a bird, when I am but a human incapable of growing out a wing from the margin of my spine.
I
take
flight, anyways.
He is a spectacular subject matter in the...
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Beats only for you.
august-is-over:
You have the words in you to change the world, you have a heart that screams louder than thunder. You have everything I have ever searched for. To me you are perfect down to the last strand of hair that is sown into the fabric of you.
I’ve lost you before and that hurt me. Somehow you found your way back to me and now I love you more than I ever fathomed that I could, now I know...
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clavicola:
It’s the same feeling as going to the drugstore and watching a boy in a university sweatshirt buy a box of heart-shaped chocolates and a 30 of coors light.
Scoffing, you stare at the caramels you’re holding in line and think of the casual dates you’ll go on tomorrow, think of the boys you’ll hold hands with and the ones who you know you won’t.
You put on the heels that make you look...
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Unit E4.
I grabbed my keys and started to open the door.
The apartment was darks from the outside. Looked like James wasn’t here yet.
I slowly rotated the knob and pushed the door to open. I was about to open the lights when somebody spoke.
“No, not yet.”
It was James.
“Hey what’s this all about?” I asked a bit confused.
“Don’t open the lights yet.” James said “Close your eyes first.”
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As I walked towards our apartment, I suddenly remembered the things that matter to me Pre relationship with James.
Like Intarmed, my family, my friends.
If I wanted, it would’ve been easy for me to just stay in the metropolis and not be away from everything close to me.
I could be coming home to my parents’ house and pig out my Mom’s to die for food instead of ordering fast food every...
Sometimes I wonder why I gave up everything just to be with him.
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My life’s version would be: boy meets girl, boy thinks he love girl, boy and...
– Adam Chua, ‘And This Is Why It’s Worth It’ (First Love)
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And so I did. I began applying her red lipstick on my tiny lips, pouting at...
– Adam Chua, ‘Bakla’ (First Love)
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And I have to admit that yes, I am. But who can blame me? I maybe really good in...
– Adam Chua, “Boy Torpe” (First Love)
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3 seconds.
“And as if a stroke of chance, our eyes locked. It was so quick that I could easily have mistaken it for an illusion. But the thump in my heart and uneasiness of my breathing says otherwise.
It must’ve been just 3 seconds. 3 seconds when his gaze belonged to me. For 3 seconds, nothing else mattered. For 3 seconds, it’s as if the more than 2 years that we spent apart vanished. For 3...
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vpg:
All I want right now is some warmth. It’s been cold the whole year round, and no fire has surfaced ever since you left. I keep wondering when will the fire start again, burning every desire to be with you, yet the warmth is not the same without you here.
Small movements in the air particles bring chills deep into my bones, that piercing pain spreads throughout my whole body as if I bathed...
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A Comet.
august-is-over:
Throughout history comets have been known to inspire humankind. They have been a shining beacon in the sky which can inspire hope and love. They have been the light when all else was dark, they have I’m sure given humankind belief and strength and been the light that has guided the way to something of sheer greatness.
I’m one of a few in the world lucky enough to know what the...
LXXXVII.
swollenpoetry:
I’m sorry if I wasn’t the star fit to complete your constellation. I wonder if I’ll ever be anything close to being the remedy to your incompleteness. I’m sorry if there’s nothing left for me to show. I know there’s nothing left for us no time no space nothing. I’m sorry if I wasn’t made for you. It’s my fault, I know.
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kidaokagee:
When you had your heart broken, it feels as though you cannot concentrate on anything at all. All you want to do is curl up on that side of the couch and waste your life away by watching every chick-flicks you have in your disk drive (it doesn’t even matter if you perceived it as corny before), eat chips (that you despise before), and cry even if you’re watching a funny guy like...
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You know the reason why a lot of relationships fail? It’s because people tend to...
– Bullet, “Ignoratio Elenchi” (When Boy Meets Boy)
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Ever after.
At first I was embarrassed to dance in an empty parking lot but he held both my hands and started swaying me. I smiled and just followed James’ lead. We were dancing like two drunk guys completely uninhibited and carefree. James was laughing as he moved his hips and swayed his arms to the air. We were having the time of our life. At that moment, I realized that I don’t need fancy clothes or the...
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Oh you so need to watch Miss Universe tsk, tsk.” Philip said implying how stupid...
– Philip, “The Grinder, The Cow, The Old Flame” (When Boy Meets Boy)