Showing posts with label DONG BODONG Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DONG BODONG Poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Kung ang imong nawung....

KUng ang imong nawung murag..
lata : ganahan pakaha kag kaon og mga delata?
bato : unsay mas bug-at rock o bato?
lapis : kulang nalang og tahal para magamit ka.
giyabo nga balde : ayaw nag katingala kung nay muduol nimo...
taklob sa suka : hummppFFF! mao diay!
yuta : hala tuana buhok nimo murag bahog sa baka.

hahaist.. unsaon nalang...


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Monday, March 1, 2010

I always conclude things...

I always conclude things..
when things get nice.
i conclude it to become the most wonderful thing to happen.
When things get bad
it hurts.
idk why.
but having this kind of
personality makes me crazy...
when things are not clear to me, i find my own
answers.
and
it hurts.


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in the end
i end up caught in a trap
a trap i made
cry under the lonely darkened sky.

~matt A.

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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

things left unsaid...

Have you ever been caught in a situation where in you were suppose to or wants to say something to someone whom you liked so much that you've already prepared yourself for that big event in your life, the proposal. BUT, sadly time did not permit your expectations and left you hanging by a thread, asking yourself questions that you don't wish to know the answer anymore?

Sometimes there's just a time in our lives where we can't understand the real reason why we try to conceal the feeling. We always use that alibi that goes
"There's always time for everything"
but that just doesn't work anymore. We ended up sad and lonely, blaming ourselves for being coward and doubtful of everything that might come or happen after we say or confess the feelings we have inside.

And in the process of recovering and trying to pick up ourselves, we see this very person we ought to tell our feelings to... and we just lost that feeling and did not have it anymore. The person approaches and we don't know what to do, should we cry, smile or just lie about what we really feel? And then that person says a word, a word that does not hurt nor makes you happy, the word that concludes everything...

"....Hi!"


and we smiled back and said the same words like we don't feel anything for the person.

It just ended.. things were left unsaid. :C




Monday, November 16, 2009

The Poetic Mind: "ang bahaw permi mulabaw!"

ang bahaw.. *bow*

O bahaw, bahaw, nganung permi mulabaw?
Kalabaw, kabaw, pati sa baba ni amaw.
Bahaw ray gipangita sa iyang baba nga gilangaw.
O bahaw! Ikaw ang matuod nga labaw!

sa kaldero nagpalibilin.
sa plato gihabilin.
sa baba ni amaw
ang bahaw gipagalin'

O bahaw! bahaw, nganung permi ka mulabaw?
sa gutom nga adlaw! ikaw way ulaw.
permi pangitaon sa baba ni amaw.
ug kung makumotan na, dili matugbaw!
lupig pay rapist nga giuwagan si amaw!

O bahaw! bahaw! ikaw ang tinuod nga nilabaw!

*bow*