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magsinoalvin's picture

who killed nancy?

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i saw her
lying lifeless
on the floor
bathing in her blood

who killed nancy?

i remember
when she was a child
i'd peek from the window side

she loves to tie her hair
with a purple ribbon
and when she walks down the road
under the glittering sun
her skin would shine like diamond

who killed nancy?

i was there
i saw it all
but the man who took her life

it was a rainy afternoon
nearing summer's end
she'd always come home late
and sneak in at the back

Alvin M
j luna's picture

The Love You Think You Deserve

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One night, passing
through a tunnel, she peaked out 
the sunroof.

j.luna

06/18/14

Espilehiyo's picture

on passion

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They say it burns

Like a flame, and like a

Flame, it dies: let it

Scorch, char your skin,

And leave a scar, for

espilehiyo

bored at work

Espilehiyo's picture

On Li Po

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Li Po, forever—

Drinking wine

Singing farewells

Inking laments

Stringing lutes

Composing     poem

After poem for

Friends—reaching for

Bright Moon

            White Clouds . . .

espilehiyo

after reading Li Po

galatea hopkirk's picture

Reminiscences of a Teacher

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“Good morning, teacher!”

Hug.

“Good morning, teacher!”

Kiss.

 

Galatea Artemis

The work of a reminiscing teacher. 

ghostprince's picture

Heart VS Mind

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things are getting worse than expected. and now here i am drowning in the sound of silence as the darkness swallow my soul and my heart imprisoned in the eternal nothingness....
Mark Anthony delos Santos
magsinoalvin's picture

All Apologies

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Everyday of our marriage, before the last stroke of sunlight leaves the sky, all I always ask is 'what if?'.

 

Alvin M.

What else should i be?

all apologies...

 

-Kurt (Nirvana)

magsinoalvin's picture

Lithium

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Everytime she smiles at me, what I see are the tears hidden under the skin of her cheeks shining grievously.

 

 

Espilehiyo's picture

On Ducks

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Holden, I know

Where ducks go

During wintertime,

When everything’s

Frozen and lonely:

They stay and slide

On thinly layered

Pond of black ice.

Espilehiyo
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Silence Will Fall

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"How did you get it?"
She hit me with those words like a
Five-punch combo
That leaves you dazed, dizzy and dying
A statement to the multitude of unbelieving
Masses, those classes too focused on
Their tiny little lives to even
Consider about caring or carrying the burden of the sick 
To lift the veil of ignorance 
And get through the thick
Skulls of the uneducated, huddling downtrodden
Who make myths out of slayable monsters

This spoken-word piece served as my entry for the second round of Scarlet Letters from Baguio: a Poetry Slam for HIV awareness held last Nov 29, 2013. :)

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