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Started by Mr.Yos0, November 20, 2010, 01:16:57 PM

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coxxxz

Quote from: elmer0224 on November 19, 2012, 07:33:23 AM
^ Astig ng mga nakapag-compose na ng magandang kanta or tula. Mga alagad ng sining! Bravo!

cnu pong tinutukoy nyo kua..

Lanchie

Naalala ko tuloy si National Artist Rolando TiƱio.
Wasn't he the original ermitanyo in Bayani?

elmer0224

Quote from: coxxxz on November 19, 2012, 06:19:17 PM
Quote from: elmer0224 on November 19, 2012, 07:33:23 AM
^ Astig ng mga nakapag-compose na ng magandang kanta or tula. Mga alagad ng sining! Bravo!

cnu pong tinutukoy nyo kua..

Lahat po ng nag-contribute ng tula sa thread na 'to :)

SxheL16


joshgroban



"Allow passion to be at the heart of all your endeavors"
~ Steve Gentile ~


michael

don't take life too seriously.. no one gets alive anyways  8)

sayonara

#37
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon

He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time

Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul

While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away

His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow

What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness

Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day

For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN

sayonara

Quote from: superosmdummi on November 19, 2012, 09:40:05 AM
Melancholic Thoughts on Random Shits

Suffering from depression and anxiety
A never ending slave for the act of Melancholia
Falling from an eternal pit
Living a life of all despair

Life keeps fornicating my behind
Battered, slapped 'til the bloom of rose
Stabbed with a knife to the heart, back and forth
Cry of pity and sadness, of pain and sorrow heard from beyond

A life non-cyclic but and ever changing nightmare
A nightmare without a hero
A nightmare... only I am in distress
A nightmare where everyone's a villain

A poem for random shits
Yet, all I can see is my life equated
A weird mind the author has,
A stupid act the author did.

very dark. i have arrived on the conclusion while reading that the one who wrote this might be disturbed for some reasons. lol

are you? are you not?

joshgroban

the best defense is a strong offense!!!

joshgroban

Quote from: sayonara on December 31, 2012, 02:08:45 PM
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon

He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time

Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul

While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away

His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow

What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness

Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day

For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN


this is nice....moving and a reflective story of ones unforgettable experience...

jelo kid

THE TREE
-
i saw the tree
i plant the tree
i count the tree
one,two,three
-THE TREE,bow!

marvinofthefaintsmile

The Door..

I open the door..
I close the door..
The door.

sayonara

Quote from: joshgroban on January 16, 2013, 04:35:55 AM
Quote from: sayonara on December 31, 2012, 02:08:45 PM
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon

He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time

Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul

While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away

His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow

What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness

Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day

For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN


this is nice....moving and a reflective story of ones unforgettable experience...

thanks! i'll try to post more.

joshgroban

with matching video pa to sa fb mo e hehe... nice...