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i crave for perfection
love the right amount
talk the right amount
a spotless sheet of paper
in the new chapter of life
i cannot pen the words
fearing i'd spill the ink
bottle up keep it in
relish sparks in silence
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samson
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Hold onto your tiny joys like
Little bitty life jackets
Tuck a piece of the sky into
Your hip pocket, press the
Petals of your blossoms in
Your favorite books
Paint the sun with yellow
Finger paint on gleaming
Faces, face the light and let
It inhabit you, overcome the
Icebergs in your veins—
Allow yourself to thaw
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walls that shouldn't crumble
doubt creeps under my skin
for every passing happy memory
time lends you such perfect shots
and time shall collect the debt owed
for nothing stays peaceful forever.
love is an ocean i wanna protect
yet quiet oceans only exist
within the confines of my flawed mind
to relish in such happy moments
to think long-term in such finite life
is a fatal flaw i should have learned
while nursing the wounds that mold me.
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to the dreams that reside at the back of my mind
I dream of a stable life
Where asking for money is no longer
A burden that haunts me
Every waking moment
I dream of gaining control
Over the loose threads of my head
To navigate life with a compass
With somewhere to go to
I dream of lasting together
With the person I choose to care for
To wake up in lazy mornings
And sleep in comfy nights
These dreams reside at the back
Of my ever so busy mind
Chugging down ice-cold water
To drown the naggy thoughts.
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Carl Irmer - Sommerlandschaft (n.d.)
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icarus
gasgas na ang istorya
ng munting alitaptap
na nabulag ng gasera't
nasunog ang pakpak
tatak sa utak ang aral
na maging maingat
at protektahan ang
babasaging puso
pero ako ba'y masisisi?
kung ang init ay yakap
at ang tinig ay tanglaw
sa gabing walang buwan
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october
i'd open my arms and
embrace you tightly
to walk around eden
and the deepest pits of hell
on nights that we become one
i'd hold onto your hand
to know you deeper than
what the flesh would allow
but i cannot bare myself
nor show the rotten insides
of my quivering heart
enclosed in delicate walls
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ga,
from the word "pangga"
sometimes, i still think about how i could've shown you love and care. but the truth is that i probably only hurt you—in the harshest, most poisonous way possible.
i could've made you breakfast, could've talked about my day with you. you could've told me the wide variety of stories that you have. and when the sun sets, we'd tell each other the lessons we have learned.
seconds and third chances. a wound that heals gets pricked again and again. and it bleeds, the skin remembers the sting it left. and when it heals again, it leaves a scar—no longer the same as before.
the words, the reassurance
your presence, 10 pm til 8 am
dead of the night til sunrise
the stories, vulnerability too
only to bury them at my yard.
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old lover
why would you come into my life
like a storm that only plans
to ransack the town of its produce
and kill all life at the mountain's foot
the promise of rain revived my dead heart
like a voltage jolt of a defibrillator
only to electrocute its deepest chambers
leaving me an inreparrable mess
i wish you'd never come into my life
if your sole purpose is to destroy
and sow seeds of fake love and care
harvesting teardrops after seasons
there is nothing of you that remained in me,
aside from the photo of your cat,
the map of your existence,
and the acute pain you left in my chest.
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Fem! Fyolai <33
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aquarius moon, leo mars
you don't want me, you puppeteer
you twist and maneuver the strings
spinning me to your command
but i'm no marionette doll
i am the violent storm
that lashes through the city
the wildfire on the grass fields
free, seething with pent-up rage
you'll never wrap me around
manipulative fingers
i see through ingenuine words
you want me for wanting's sake
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recollections on october
words left unsaid, how heavy they are
they sink into buried crevices
pour the daydream-infused memories
into the chipped mug of muddled thoughts
hums and conversations in my head
reverberating in my recollections
lingering like coffee in my mouth
sweetness morphs into sour aftertaste
a thousand wishes could be whispered
upon centuries-old shooting stars
a thousand prayers in silent halls
beat in synch, they all echo, your name
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Made this for anyone who wants it. I will not say who i voted i wish to remain impartial
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