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Tita Halaman Aug 2020
made sharp flats
painted cats
burned some fats
cleaned my past
spilled my guts
passed my class
so I can ask
How are you?
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
One sunny day, she’ll call you up
Bring you strings, a pick, a strap
Have I told you i wrote a song?
Though you always mute, you make me long

You’re a six o’clock to seven
Yet in my analogs, you’re bursting
While I’m a four o’clock to five
At my zenith, singing

How magical i still can hear
The colors, the melody, it’s real!
Would you mind to share your years?
With a song that brought me smiles and tears
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
I’ll fold then I’ll press
My roots of success
I’ll hold then I’ll throw
I’ll fly then I’ll fall
Yet I’ll pick me up
And toss me up again

Above the trees, above the seas
With the clouds that smile and give me peace
I’m breathing, I’m growing
Ready for take off! I’m living
A poem for a commissioned painting
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
Unyielding blaze on her nasty face
Her sapient ways over lonely days
Thump her then! What a fetching stimulant
She's just a kid, a tireless ignorant!

**** her twice, she'll get up thrice
Eyes on prize, as she cracks wise
Dear queen of fast track lanes,
Can you stop winning all these games?
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
Nonplussed, bemused
You’re veering without clues
Yet when i put shows, you’d watch
Your eyes on me, I’d certainly catch

I presume, I reckon, I suppose
You want me, so I’ll pull you close
Howbeit, no fair proof
Still, won’t swerve, won’t change my route

Why no huge words to affirm?
Empty, I’m sometimes draining
Just when I’m losing, I’ll start screeching
Use mind shift! Go fight this feeling

Hence, I’ll stay with or without conversations
My heart’s enthralled, I’ve never felt this emotion
As I’ve lost interest on everyone else
As I’ve returned my old books on my brittle shelves
Tita Halaman Jul 2020
For she has fought tooth and nail
And she’d still bite another bullet
Hey red-blooded, full of pep!
You’ve been hiding tears on every step
Going up or down, you’ll never know
Match that courage, just let it go
Tita Halaman Jun 2020
A modern day woman, would you call me?
A wild fervent against all and sundry
The mob said i deserve more, they always worry
Kinda late though, Look! I started already

A high bar set from my torn old letter
Would she even be someone better?
How far will this Pollyanna go?
Will I reap what i sow?
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