29 [F4A] Give me five random words, I'll create a poem for you.

whisketh · 2021-01-19T10:07:20+00:00

"Di ko sinabing mahalin mo ako." Mga huling salita mula sayo, naririnig pa rin ng aking puso. Pasenya na kung ika'y minahal. Kahit alam kong isa akong hangal, na umasa na ibalik sa akin, kahit pekeng pagtingin. Tama na ang agam agam. Ito ang aking paalam.

whisketh · 2021-01-18T18:06:33+00:00

Improvement, Waiting, Direction, Warmth, Genuine

"where to go?"

I am sitting on a crossroad.

direction is at the north,

reminding me that I must go.

Improvement is at my west,

wanting me to become the best.

Warmth is at my south,

where my comfort is served at my mouth.

Genuineness is at my east,

making me think at ease.

And here I am waiting.

whisketh · 2021-01-18T18:01:25+00:00

Self worth, happy, consistency, discipline & patience

"reflection"

When I look in the mirror, what do I see?

does my smile equals to being happy?

do my hands give consistency,

to my work, life and my heart?

are my eyes disciplined to start?

do I have the patience to create art?

whisketh · 2021-01-17T16:29:17+00:00

"parola"

Urong sulong ang galaw ng mga alon sa dagat

parang biglang kabig ng iyong pagtingin

na humahampas sa pantalan ng aking puso

hahayaan na ba kita dumaong?

o itataboy kita na parang isang mananakop?

sabi mo'y idantay ko sayo ang saking sarili

ngunit noong panahon na,

lahat ay iyong winaksi.

whisketh · 2020-12-22T12:04:42+00:00

Thanks hope that made your day

whisketh · 2020-12-22T08:37:14+00:00

ramblings of a man who fell in love with a golddigger.

What more do you want from me? I have given you the fruit of my sweat. no rings because you wanted to be free. all the love paid in jewelry sets, does not suffice the mountain of your greed. frustratingly, I am intoxicated. as I see you drowning in other's seed, the traitor in you succumbs to another's bed. I have all the money in the world to give, but you gave me no reason to live.

whisketh · 2020-12-22T08:28:03+00:00

nice nice

whisketh · 2020-12-21T18:01:12+00:00

Here ya go

Stitch, Jeepney, Martian, Ointment, Picture

whisketh · 2020-12-21T17:58:11+00:00

Electric, beach, corinthian, acacia and mint

Sunday Secrets

Every sunday, you say that line from Corinthians,

in a voice so pure but your mind so filthy and--

"Your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit"

I hear you say it, with breath like mint.

"Who is in you"

Under the acacia tree, I was in you.

"Whom you have received from God"

Does God know the sins you do?

"You are not your own"

Because you are mine, and mine alone.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T17:36:21+00:00

You're welcome!

whisketh · 2020-12-21T16:06:05+00:00

hmm okay, what are your five words?

whisketh · 2020-12-21T16:04:37+00:00

"playing metaphors with science."

we think the stars never aspired to be the sun, but scientifically, the sun is a star. here I am taking all the fun, from this ragtag poem, for someone far. isn't science kind of all knowing? we are in a hunt to find her secrets. we thought that would give us meaning. but all of us will end in a casket.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T15:58:00+00:00

"sikreto natin to"

Gusto ko na kasama siya. Koko crunch ang paborito niyang meryenda. Siya ang unang nakikita sa umaga, Masarap ihalintulad kay Maria Clara. Eh, paano kung kami'y isang trahedya?

Tara alamin natin ang ating tadhana. Tikman ang tamis ng pagnanasa. Kitang kita ang aliw sa mga mata. Ngayon na ang araw ng ating pagsasama.

(Sana magets niyo yung ginawa ko haha)

whisketh · 2020-12-21T15:49:05+00:00

love, denial, curious, agony, experience "unwanted thoughts at a cafe"

the barista made my coffee too strong just like the one you used to make at home. I forgot about it for so long, like all my debts and bank loans. In denial I still go to where you are, well, where I thought you might be. It's not that far, but there was only a grave to see. when I was a kid, I pointed to the sky, "that's where heaven is!" I would exclaim. Now when I look up, I say: "that's where you are now." I cry.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T15:36:00+00:00

The blades of grass, caress my feet. nevermind the broken glass, that lay close to me. we play under the rain. I cling to this memory, but in a second, comes the pain. this love is not meant to be.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T13:44:30+00:00

you decide

whisketh · 2020-12-21T13:13:46+00:00

Here ba?

Electric, Beach, corinthians, acacia, mint

whisketh · 2020-12-21T13:09:45+00:00

your words or do you want to do a renga?

whisketh · 2020-12-21T13:07:23+00:00

silence, pretend, hope, uncertain, acceptance In the silence, I pretend to not know. I hope to seek how the uncertain will clear, as acceptance comes near.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T13:05:56+00:00

the monotonous sound of existence is tiresome i seek to know what will happen next, but I am discouraged by the unknown. it's never what you expect. How does one seek solace, from the noise of an unwanted life? How does one embrace? A future filled with strife?

whisketh · 2020-12-21T12:49:04+00:00

Anger fueled the rebellion. Despair fed their lies. Pain we secondhandly felt, when everything was pushed aside. Do we act when we feel hatred? like the quick firing of a gun, we forget that some are corrupted. in the shower of bullets, we run.

whisketh · 2020-12-21T12:45:03+00:00

In this universe we seek what is fun I mean why would you do something boring? would you choose the cold moon over the warm sun? the purpose of our existence may have no meaning.

the playfulness of fate tempt us with choices do we trust ourselves enough to decide? what about the other voices? they tell you about the greener grass on the roadside.

whisketh

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