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Lakas ng loob refers to one’s courage or bravado.
Most days things crumble to nothingness
And she’s pushed to stumble and fall
All alone— on her feet wounded
Layers of bruises and scars
Left to dwell on rotten breakdowns
Staring at the mirror— soul in shards
Most days she’s scared and terrified
But she lives and survives; fight a good fight
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\ki-‘lig\
Kilig, is when one may experience the following:
*butterflies in one’s stomach
*heart melting
*shivers down one’s spine
*irrepressible noises from one’s mouth
*uncontrollable smiling
*an inner conflict between hope of something wished for and reality
Kilig may also be defined as that mountain top, floating on cloud nine, invincible, i-could-keep-smiling, heart aching goodness and feeling which overpowers the mind’s ability to think straight, act straight, breathe properly and articulate thoughts into a single comprehensible sentence.
Two silhouettes danced and waltz by the fire
Eyes glistened, whispers; flirting with desire
Tight hugs, sweet gentle kisses
Two fitting puzzle pieces
Swaying to the serene tune of the lyre
Butterflies fluttered with your every smile
Gliding on cloud nine, let’s stay for a while
Blissful, couldn’t stop smiling
Euphoric, two hearts melting
Two silhouettes held and walked to the aisle
Poetry Form: Limerick
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J’adore is a French phrase that is literally translated as “I adore”.
In order to say “I adore you”, one would say “Je t’adore”, which is <Je> meaning “I”; <tu> meaning “you”; and <adore> meaning “adore”. You drop the “u” in “tu” because adore begins with a vowel.
One day, out of boredom, I decided to revisit my past. And by ‘revisit’ I meant looking through the pages of my old notebooks— my hilarious handwriting, the doodles at the back of each notes, those check marks and ‘x’ marks.
Then I found it.
Deep beneath the heap of test papers, was my twelve years old diary— all dusty and fading, I couldn’t help but laugh. Scribbled on its pages were words and clauses that once screamed how once upon a time, a girl adored a boy.
June 12, 2006, when you started to be the main entry in all of my ‘Dear Diary’.
Dear Dairy, I saw someone today.
Dear Diary, I saw him again.
Dear Dairy, Who is he?
Dear Diary, Finally got his name. Dexter.
Dear Diary, He plays basketball!
Dear Diary, He’s on the Top 5.
Dear Diary, He listens to E-heads.
Dear Diary, Does he know my name?
Dear Diary, He really does know my name!!!!
Dear Diary, He smiled!!!
Dear Diary, He smiled again.
Dear Diary, And again!
Dear Diary, Who’s that girl!?
Dear Diary, I didn’t see him today. Was he sick?
Dear Diary, Please tell me the rumors were lies.
Dear Diary, I saw him today— and her.
Dear Diary, The rumors were true.
Dear Diary, I know basketball now.
Dear Diary, I learned guitar and piano.
Dear Diary, I got an E-heads album.
Dear Diary, I made a poem.
Dear Diary, I topped the exam— well, except Math.
Dear Diary, It’s almost VALENTINES!
Dear Diary, He smiled!!!
Dear Diary, He smiled again.
Dear Diary, And again!
Dear Diary, I saw them, again.
Dear Diary, They held hands.
Dear Diary, They kissed.
Dear Diary, So they’re officially dating.
Dear Diary, What day is today? Oh, Valentines.
Dear Diary, I’m tired.
June 12, 2010 when all entries ended.
I let as sigh of relief and nostalgia, set aside my twelve years old diary— all dusty and fading, deep beneath the heap of test papers. Scribbled on its pages were words and clauses that once screamed how once upon a time, a girl adored a boy in utmost secrecy.
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Aren’t we all just a big dream
realized or shattered,
Just a promise
kept or broken,
Just a trust
defended or tricked,
Just a smile
genuine or fake.
And aren’t we all just a flipping coin
head or tail,
Just a tide
high or low,
Just a line
straight or curved
Just a mood
gay or grave.
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My heart is broken and shattered
Terribly bruised and scarred
Absurdly hurt and blundered
Still forgetting him is so damn hard
I miss his sweet gentle kisses
As the sunshine touches my skin
He hugs me just as he pleases
And leads me to places I’ve never been
If only I could write the story of us
Collect the mem’ries and create our collage
Sketch our lives swiftly and fast
Erase the blots and clear all the smudge
I might not see you as often as I like,
Or even hold your hands every night
But deep in my heart I know that it’s true,
Forever and more, my love is for you…
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‘gE-gul\ |Ghee-gill
Gigil is a Tagalog word which doesn’t have a direct English translation, but the meaning is something like having the uncontrollable urge to hug, kiss, squeeze or take a chunk out of someone because you find them endearing. It could also be the trembling or gritting of the teeth in response to a situation that overwhelms your self-control.
Bliss is rising up everyday
Everyday waking up next to you
You, with those bedroom eyes
Eyes glistening in delight
Delight in your sweet gentle kisses
Kisses that I never want to stop
Stop counting the passing seconds
Seconds that seemed to last forever
Forever, together—you and I
I am teeming with desire
Desire to hold you in these arms
Arms to squeeze you into a curl
Curl like the buds of morning glory
Glory, that’s what you are to me.
Poetry Form: Loop Poetry
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FEIRN-veyh
Fernweh is the longing to leave and break free, the longing to be somewhere else; a crave for travel; being homesick for a place you’ve never been; a strong desire for or impulse to wander or travel and explore the world; lit. “an ache for distant places”
My love, take my hands
We’ll walk on new lands
Bask in the heat of the sun
With your hands in mine
Our footsteps align
Chasing the wind, let us run
Hold me in your arms
Draw me with your charms
I’ll take the road to your soul
Your secrets, I’ll chart
The depths of your heart
Take my hands and make me whole
Poetry Form: The Alouette
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My love, would you blame this hopeless heart?
Would you tear my soul apart?
If I cannot stop beaming
If I can’t stop thinking
Of a life-long poem
as I count each
step you take
towards
me
My eyes glistened, couldn’t help but smile
As you walked dressed in coral white
Our gazes danced in delight
To the rhythm of mirth
A true love transpired
My love, this is
the tale of
you and
I
Poetry Form: Nonet
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Beneath the sycamore tree, I rest
Amid the leaves of vivid browns, my nest
Listening to the buzzing bees
Unshackling the day’s worries and quests
The blue bird sings with the summer breeze
My heart and soul was put at ease
Calm and serene as the cerulean sky
Marveling the symphony of the trees
I stretched my hands way up high
Watched the herons glide and fly
Breathed the cool and crisp morning air
Ignored the seconds passing by
Like idle rabbits and untamed hares
I lay, in peace, my troubles and prayers
Letting go of my doubts and nightmares
A new beginning, the day declares
Poetry Form: A Quatrain in chain rhyme (aaba, bbcb, ccdc, dddd).
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