ETHEREAL

Im serious. You aren’t.

*Hell do I care*

poetry365:

(No Name No. 1)

And every now and then I think
About the river

Where once we sat
Upon the bank
Which
You robbed

And I let you
Wasn’t it fun

wordjournal:

adjective • /dēdˈl/ • artistic; ingenious and complex in design or function.

My deliberate attempt to write a Tagalog poem.

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Ang mawalay sa pag-ibig na inakalang walang hanggan,

ay punlo sa aking naghihinagpis na puso

ang daloy ng bawat alaala ay luha sa aking pagal na mata

at ang bawat salita ay mapang-aping tanikala

ako ay bihag ng tadhanang mapaglaro

at sa kadiliman ng parang tinatanglaw ko ang iyong anyo

dadalhin ng banayad na hangin ang aking musika

tungo sa uniberso ng pag-ibig na nakatakdang sa atin

buhanging taglay ng rumaragasang alon ang ating mga pangarap

at sa kalaliman ng karagatan ito’y maglalakbay

iindayog, mangangahas at magpapalaya sa simbuyo ng puso

mabibigo, lalaban, langit ang kasukdulan.

wordjournal:

noun • /ˈpər.lɪ.kjuː/ • the space between the thumb and index finger

just so you’ll know. I’m quite an advocate of vocabulary words. :)

we are tribeless, and all tribes are ours

we are homeless, and all homes are ours

we are nameless, and all names are ours

to the fascist we are the faceless enemy

who come, thieves in the night, angels of death

the ever moving, shining secret eye of the storm

the road less travelled by we’ve taken-

and that has made all the difference

the barefoot army of the wildreness

we all should be in time

awakened the masses are messiah

here among workers and peasants

our lost generation has found its true, its only home

-emman lacaba

*thanks to Lyka for the video.

There is no institution designed by man which the power of speech has not helped establish.

-Isocrates