Mirakee
Ang Anino sa Talahiban
Dinayo ko ang kahabaan ng daan
Madilim at makipot
Walang tao saanman ako lumingon
Pagod na rin ang aking mga paa
Ngunit kailangan ko maglakad
Nang matunton ang bulwagang-bayan
Nagsilabasan ang mga kulay
Langhap ang simoy ng ihaw na may halong pawis
Pero hindi pa ito ang aking hantungan
Dadaan pa ako sa kahabaan ng tulay
Ngunit kailangan ko maglakad nang mabilis
Ito na ang hinihintay na sandali
Mailalapag ko na rin ang aking bitbit
Malaman at mabigat
Walang tao sa paligid
Kaya sinimulan na ang paglibing
At nang malalim na ang bangin
Doon ko iniwan ang anino sa talahiban
Walang makakaalam
*patuloy na naglakad*
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praviarts
6w
Read MoreResulta ng saglitang panunulat kanina #filipino #filipinowriter #mystery #tula
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praviarts
7w
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Loving ainât easy because we have to learn when we must commit to certain sacrifices. Moreover, we have to balance the demands of the world and our egos; for what sake, and at what cost should we endure all of the anxiety given by moments of affection and misgiving? We are ought to love and be loved, or are we just fools seeking remedy for our loneliness and inconveniences in life?
#loveWe are ought to love and be loved, or are we just fools seeking remedy for our loneliness and inconveniences in life?
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little did you know
you are poetry and prose
in physical form -
When all of your frustrations are expressed in the form of passive-aggression, that is when we can consider complicity as an unhealthy way of coping in life. And to constantly maintain this kind of system will only lead to a burst of explosive argumentation.
The moment we open our untamed mouths, it is going to be a bloody fight. Hurting goes first, and apology comes last. And in between of this chaos is a long pause, like an awkward silence, after the thunderous roars of those who think they are mightier than the other. -
praviarts
16w
it is in my veins the pain streams silently;
then it drives the hate;
the guilt;
the rage;
and the sudden rush of shame,
that never ever let me sleep at night. -
praviarts
18w
so you
consider this
a poem huh;
what an interesting
taste â
indeed. -
Tulala ka nanaman ba?âŹ
âȘinaaakit ng dilimâŹ
âȘang mga matang âŹ
âȘlaging may bahid ng lihim.âŹ
âȘO bakit biglang iwas-tingin?âŹ
âȘmagbigbigay lang ng sagotâŹ,
âȘumaayaw pang sabihin ââŹ
âȘPagod? Bagot? Lungkot?âŹ
âȘAno baâng bumabalakid sa isip?âŹ
âȘtara kape. may pandesal din ditoâŹ.
âȘkain tayo kahit konti. idaan natin sa almusal ang damdaming inamag kagabi.⏠-
What if the things you currently have are the âbetter thingsâ you are actually waiting for?
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praviarts
38w
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Recently, I found this series called âThe Midnight Gospelâ, an adult animation series that talks about different aspects of life. It is Psychology- and Philosophy-filled series that really captivated my interest. With this reason, I started to note down my thoughts on each episode. Tried to expound my belief system and ideology, and so far, it has been a great experience for me. Hereâs my initial impression regarding its 4th episode:
This is the most relatable episode for me so far. Forgiveness, in essence, is a peace given and received by the person who desires peace. It is a gesture of recognizing our flaws as a human being and trying to be accountable for the mistakes made.
One misconception that most people have is, they think an apology is an option to fix easily the problem. When in reality, it is not! Saying âsorryâ does not mean it is sort of like a âbandaidâ that can take away your pain and viola, youâre healed. Hell NO! Forgiveness is a way to reconnect and reconcile with the relationship being affected by the misgivings and misunderstandings committed by the involved parties. It is, in fact, a part of every corrective measure done to solve the problem. One needs to identify what causes the fault without putting much pressure on who to blame, but rather giving more impetus on how to prevent the problem from happening again â like etiology in a sense.
âYou need the help of others to achieve forgiveness.â And that is something I will agree to. This makes it easier for us to recuperate from the damages we felt from the experience, when social support is present. Because when a difficult situation is dealt solely by an individual, we tend to feel the aloneness in our journey; that makes us more vulnerable from the emotions ready to consume/engulf us to nothingness; thus putting our minds to a dark place. However, when we have the privilege/means of reaching out to people who are willing to listen to our sentiments, it is kinda relieving to know that we are being heard. It has a spirit-boosting element that comforts us on our journey of finding the peace we deserve to have.
Another thing about forgiveness is, it does not necessarily mean that we are giving the person, who did us wrong, the permission to be back in our life. NO! Forgiveness is not a reclamation of the lost trust, but a reconciliation with the fact that the trust was, indeed, lost. We forgive the person, but never forget the negative behavior made by the same person. However, this is also not an âall or nothingâ phenomenon that order us to not give them the chance to give back to us. With the right reasons/intentions, we may allow them to show how truly sincere they are to us. But one question in mind is, would you give them a second chance when all they want is to redeem theirselves for the sake of getting the guilt feelings out of the emotion system? Well, thatâs another story to tell.
Again, forgiveness is an essential tool for humans to prosper and grow characteristically. There is more to learn in life than âto be obsessed over the wrong things that some people did to us.â We must allow ourselves to be free from the shackles of the past traumatic experiences, and live in the glorious moments of the here and now. To begin our journey of healing, it is suggested to find willing and capable people to support and guide us in this critical process of moving on. Knowing that there are compassionate, kind-hearted people (doesnât matter if those are your friends, family members, or strangers) that are empathically listening to our queries and stories are very helpful and reassuring in a sense. Forgiveness puts our heart at ease in peace after an unfortunate tragedy. One must learn to let go when one is already at its limitation. Forgiveness is one of the satisfying gifts you can give to yourself, however, please remember to do it whenever you are ready.
#thoughts #themidnightgospel #essay #filipinoOn Forgiveness
Forgiveness is not a reclamation of the lost trust, but a reconciliation with the fact that the trust was, indeed, lost.
©praviarts -
Yapak
Naisip ko na lumayo
Mula sa kahapong nagdaan
Tungo sa lugar...
.... walang paroroonan
At kung sakaling lumingon
Bubuhos ang ulan
â walang kulog, may kidlat
Baon ang sariling mga paa
Yapak-yapak sa dungis-putikan
Ibabaon sana ang mga alaala
Ngunit nakalimutang magdala ng pala
â lintik lang kung maghiganti;
pipikit pero âdi aamin;
magdadalawang-isip
kung tama ba o mali;
sa halip, luha ang inani.
At kung magbalik man mula sa simula
Bakas pa rin sa bawat yapak ang burak
â linisin moây mapapagod ka lang;
linisin moât makaklaro ang lahat.
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The Irony of Getting to Know
The more I get to know,
the lesser I trust.
The closer we become,
the farther I run.
It's the irony of
getting to know you.
©shewritesheart -
jjmedranotan
52w
Serenity
Itâs moments like this
as the rain gives comfort
when it touches your skin
the warmth what
a cup of coffee brings
when leaves are
swirling with the wind
where thunder is music
to your ears
how lightning amuses you
and I realize
storm isnât that bad
for itâs moments like this
I enjoy serenity.
©jjmedranotan -
Moments have to be made...
Moments have to be kept alive....
Otherwise it's just time that is passing...and you breathing... -
ariachez
62w
Read Moremy dad
used to be workaholic
when he was young,
working more than 24 hours
some days,
from Monday to Sunday,
that now,
his body deteriorates
faster than his age,
so i named
his box full of pills
after him.
i found a rope
inside his toolbox,
neatly rolled
then knotted
so tight,
like how all condiments
in the kitchen
are neatly arranged
and tightly lidded,
so i named
the rope
after my mom,
Under their mattress
is a half-loaded revolver,
i named
each bullets
to my siblings,
anyway,
we used to hide
under the bed
when we were younger,
the only blade
is in my mom's sewing box,
i asked her
how to use it
when i was young,
and she just answered
'just call me i'll do it',
that small metal
is a testament
of motherly love,
so i named it
after my daughter,
so, in days
when suicide
is the only option i have,
i know,
i can't make a killer
out of the names
of people I love.
©ariachez
nov172019....
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krishnega
66w
Some nights the world just casts you out; and like stars, youâre stuck in the darkness staring at the empty space, wondering why the night never ends.
-Krish -
ariachez
70w
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sejalkesare_
73w
Two things define you ,
Your patience's when you have
Nothing,your attitude when you have everything -
It's sad trait to live with, when you know hurt,but know no hate..
When you know anger,but know no revenge...
Empathy is a funny trait, a blessing, a curse ? It allows all the sadness touch the soul..but it saves the soul from the poison of hate.....there you are sensitive sponge, forever working on self,discovering new ways to evolve over it...
©infiniteexpressions -
Be like water
If the going gets tough, just be like water that can easily slips off in every tight situation.
If the world is closing in on you, just be like water that can adopt shapes to fit-in in every adverse situation.
If they have something to brag about against you, just be humble like water, always abiding to gravity and stays on itâs own level.
And if they could use some love,
be like water and refresh them with love.
©surreal -
Not a poet.
Of late, I have been plagued,
with a question, I forgot where
I borrowed from, but to bury it down,
I must unearth, it's one honest answer.
The question goes here,
Why should I, of all men, write?
Is it not worth to seek the purpose
before delving into the abyss of verses?
Is it because I love words ?
But words have never sought me
To admire them, in the market place,
Love, I reckon being told, is a private affair.
Is it because, I like the fame?
Then, I should call to my morals,
For never is art, measured by likes, but
only in the solace, it offers the weary mind.
Is it that I am heartbroken?
If that's true, then it's better to
Move on, spread wings and kiss the
sky, than to mourn over the loss of ground.
Is it that I am so learned ?
Oh, stop flattering yourself, the
One true knowledge is in realising,
you know nothing, of all that there is.
Is it all just to woo women?
May it be the wrath of dead poets,
But over years, my lonely self has
learnt to love the company of my solitude.
Maybe I am a miserable writer, who
Claims to love, yet fails, to word them,
Burdened with borrowed questions, that
have put a mayhem in mind.
© Nirmalya Panigrahi. June 2019
