Stretch Thy Hands
You are not invisible , Oh Beloved.
Talk to me for a while and bless my
heart at times,
With your bliss.
Patuloy
Daan-daang silid ang napuntahan,
Walang tinagalan; lahat pinagsarhan.
Nakakapagod 'no?
Black People
Back in time apart from the hate
A black man's pride fought like lions
With a pack of wolf's in sheeps coat
ADHDer on Downtime
My mind feels like a
bustling street market.
People are walking
past each other.
Their footsteps unrhythmically
beat the ground.
An Empire in Decline
It probably seemed like a good idea at the time. Even today, when most of our history as a nation was much closer to oppressor than downtrodden, it makes us blush with unvarnished pride.
“Kuya”
Saksi ang kanilang mata marinig ng dalawa nilang tenga ang matamis na pwedeng maganap habang binabasa ng bibig na naka-buka ang bawat pangyayari sa liham kung gaano mo ako mapapasaya
Come And Let’s Dance
Let it be known that in this dance we are having, we need to synchronize our steps, we need to mentaly acknowledge our counts, we should go along the rhythm, listen and anticipate every timings, ready for any sudden transitions and perform the smooth actions to achieve the gracefulness of the pause.
Her Strong Heart
Her Strong Heart is a poem written by Khazran Khan and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Entropy: Overcoming Destruction for the month of July Her Strong Heart Today let me narrate a tale, A tale…
Daisies Unchained
We buried our dreams beneath
a wreath of daisies
freed from their chains
to mark the grave
temporarily.
Tara na, Sabay tayong uusad
May mga pagkakatong nanaisin kong huminto muna saglit.
Pwede bang panandaliang pumikit
Nakakapagod na 'rin ang mag-isip
Kailan ba babalik sa dati ang paligid?
Open
Today, I am letting you go
as I free myself
from the phantom bond
that binds us.
The Mansion and I
I could feel a glare directed at me. I smiled then I snapped my fingers three times while chanting some words.
The room suddenly became vibrant and I was staring at only one person now.
Loving the Lawn
It was a little more work. Actually, it was a lot more work. Really, I had to do all the work. Since I haven’t gone to the gym since the coronavirus started maybe a little more work is a good idea. I have a doctor’s appointment on Monday morning, and this will give me a little ammunition.
Nowhere Can The Golden Light Stay
As night birds call softly to the sky
cicadas and crickets noisily singing
as the golden hour slowly drifts by.
Unexpected Life
Unexpected Life is an essay written by CesarR Banaag Jr and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Catharsis: Healing Through Narrative for the month of June Unexpected Life This is something I didn’t expect, Suddenly everything…