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How difficult it must be to love me

How hard it must be not to be noticed

To be put aside

Like I’ve done to so many

And yet, I do not feel the loneliness

Either I am numb or just happy to be without anyone

Be Responsible 

Sometimes I’d like not to be responsible 

But I found out that I am not capable

I was raised better, I guess

Knowing that life always has a bit of stress

So I go on day in and out

Those Lazy Days

I wake to the sound of the alarm

So many days I wish not to have it on

But I look forward to those lazy days

Which I think not many of us has

Nature Feels

See the sky?

It’s blue but it’s happy

See the river?

Its green but does not envy

The clouds are white and pure

But it can also be dark and heavy

Nature can be full of wonder

Full of emotions

Typewriter

Old and worn

Feeling tired

It has witnessed many writings

Many changes 

Many stories

It is old

And it holds so many memories 

Time Alone

The earth was still

So was my heart

It was like we were breathing in unison

And as the stars twinkled in the night

I felt peace in my time alone

(Guitar) Symphony

I hear the strings being tickled to sing

Their melody is happiness to me

As each chord is struck to form a symphony

My loneliness is washed away

Own Lies

Your words are empty

I feel nothing

Your lies are showing

Now, no one, not even yourself, believes in you

Living Pages

He was speaking to her

She knew it in her heart

But he only lived on the pages

Reality tore her apart

Kung asa ka malipay, mao to ang pilia

Apan hinumdumi

Ang kinabuhi dili mahimo nga puro ra kalipay

Kinahanglan pud ug sakripisyo.
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Choose whatever makes you happy

But remember

Life issues always about happiness

Sacrifice is also needed.

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

singlesincebirthblog

The single speaks her mind

GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life.

RED GLADIOLA

Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong