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there is no way to say
what i cannot say
other than to say
i can’t say it.
To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Fay
when you try to fly
just like everyone else
but before you can leap
from the ledge
to soar above the skies
you find yourself
stumbling backwards
and falling
with no chance
of ever coming up again.
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Strying
"if the sun starts setting,
the sky goes cold"
from a song but i found it deep
Distant persisting fragments
endure unstirring in your heart
you pick them away piece by piece
yet every part is the same sharp
as as frosty wind on your cheeks.
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
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He
Held me
When I was afraid

He
Listened to me
When I was upset

He
Comforted me
When I was crying

He
Left me
When I needed him most

He
Remains here, still
An empty shell of what once was
A pitiful looking ghost
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Lecius
Balang araw
Hindi na lungkot ang dulot ng umaga,
Tatahan na ang umiiyak na matang namamaga
Matutuyo na ang mga kumo't unan na basa

Ika'y tatayo na mula sa pag-kakaupo sa gilid
Paa'y ihahakbang na palabas ng silid
Handa kanang harapin ang mundong pasakit
'Di ka na nito tatablahan ng pait.

Mga sugat mo'y tuluyan ng nag-hilom
Wala na ni isang marka ang mababakas
Tuluyan mo nang naaninag ang liwanag,
Sa'yong yungib na natakpan ng dilim

Natagpuan mo na ang matagal na nawawala
Pagmamahal sa sarili na sa'yo'y tumakas
Kaya ngayon buo na ang piyesa ng pag-katao
Lalaban kana hindi na muling mag-papatalo

Kaya mo na ulit
Mas kaayanin mo pa ngayon
Lagpasan hamon sa harap
Dahil buo kana
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Kalliope
Never will I learn
To stay away from fire
Aware that I will be burned
Yet still I crave its heat
Pass the alocane please
 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Haylin
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 Dec 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Haylin
In the cold, dark
        of January,
         I remembered
              you
        the most.
  As the chill
      snapped bones
              like branches,
     as the afternoons
   bathed themselves
in gray,
     as the birds
and the backs
      shook,
so did my lips
   around your name.
I'm so happy
     January is almost
over now.
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