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Sampung rason kung bakit dapat mo akong balikan

Una, dahil ikaw  ay nangako
Sabi mo walang hanggan pero bakit may dulo?
Ang pangarap nati'y hindi dapat mawala
Pangalawa, dahil sa bawat pagpikit ng mga mata
Ikaw ang unang nakikita
Ang mga alaala ng iyong magandang mukha ang muling nasisilayan
Pangatlo, dahil ikaw ang laman ng bawat hiling ko
Sa bawat 11:11 na dumating ay ikaw ang hinihiling
Na sana'y muling mapasaakin
Pang apat, hindi na kita bibitawan.
Panglima, dahil sa bawat araw na wala ka ay parang mga gabing walang tala
Walang ilaw, walang ganda
Pang anim, dahil kasabay ng pagkawala mo ay ang pagkawala ng langit na dahilan ng pagngiti.
Ang langit na minsan kong nilipad kasama ka.
Pang pito, alam **** seryoso ako
Seryoso ako pagdating sayo, sa atin.
Sa mga bagay na sinasabi ko kaya ito ang
Pang walo, ayoko na ng laro
Hindi ako magaling maglaro
Hindi ko na kayang makipagsabayan sa mga laro mo dahil alam kong talo na ko
Talo ako sa lahat pagdating sayo.
Pang siyam,  nandito lang ako.
Naghihintay, nag aabang, ni hindi makausad
Sa sulok. Pira-piraso nagdurugo
Nagiintay na pulutin mo ang mga bubog
Nagiintay na bumalik ka sa bisig ko.
Pang sampu, balikan mo ako dahil mahal kita
Oo, mahal pa rin kita
Mula sa mga bubog ng nabasag kong puso
Ikaw parin ang nilalaman nito
Ayoko sa ng iba
Kaya mahal, Bumalik ka na
Balikan na kaseee
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
francesca
in between the i'm sorrys and the forgive mes
and the screaming at three AM
the plates colliding with paper thin walls

in between the heated glares
the fire in your eyes that has cooled down to sputtering embers
a reminder of a flame that once threatened to burn the world down to ashes
that was how much i loved you

in between all of the glass shards
that've made a home in the wreckage between us

i wonder
if you regret any of this
if you spend all your shooting stars
on wishing we had never met
the same way i do
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
Franchesca
The silence spoke about a thousand words.
While the sentence caught up in their throat
While the words twisted in their tongue
The pause of not giving an answer, was the answer.
While the mind was unknowingly tinted
The eyes were what explained it all.
Arms became stiff and shoulders became tense.
Physical body language is a master manipulator.
A kiss should mean feelings but the heart was not one to beat for the other anymore.
The ears and brain did not coordinate anymore, when your name was called, their nerves didn't dance around at the speed of light.
It was a malfunction, an error.
It was signs of something shutting down.
You knew it was coming though.
The knowing of an end, while still being in the middle.
You knew, even when you didn't want to.
Even when they didn't.
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
susan
the anthem of my heart
sings a low melody
the chords crying
in pain
my soul is touched
my mind awakened
and i listen
     listen
        listen
as the crescendo
tickles my senses
and my pulse
keeps in tune
with the beat
of my heart
   quickening
leaving me breathless
       ecstatic
until the pessimistic downbeat
brings me back
slowly
   slowly
     slowly
to where
i started.
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
Nicole
I don't trust myself or anybody else,
Lost in the thoughts that run
rings around my head.
Trying to keep up
as my brain slips into its comatose state.
No room left to feel
so my hearts begins to disappear.
Death is my friend,
welcoming with open arms and a sly grin.
He knows that I will slowly sink into his depths.
Lost beyond all hope,
as darkness eats me inside out
I cannot,
will not scream or shout,
for help
Or mercy.
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
ab
yelling
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
ab
i don't get
why everybody is
yelling
at me today.

i didn't sleep
and so i cried.
okay?
no need to tell me things
that will further my tears.

i have a lot
to do
today.

don't do this
to
me
~ugh i just wanted to be nice and bring presents today
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
ab
cold
 Dec 2016 zelda rangel
ab
it's cold and nobody
cares.

the ice has grown through my skin
into my stomach,
its sharp knives chopping
and slicing what love i had left.

i'm cold and nobody
cares.

if my skin turns to stone
under the weight of all my sins,
so be it.
it is better than melting into the palms
of someone i don't need.

it's cold and nobody
cares.

i wear a heavy coat to heat up
my insecurities,
a hat to hide beneath
the stitching of the fabric.

i'm cold and nobody
cares.

i read your poems and wonder
who exactly you're talking about
when you say
"i love you."
could it be me?
yeah,
right.

it's cold and nobody
cares.

except for
me.
~color me confused
 Jun 2016 zelda rangel
Clindballe
Poetry with lost words.
Books with lost minds.
Music with lost voices.
*You with lost me.
Written: August 20. - 2014

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