I want to believe that as I lay down the bed
I will forget the monotonous sound of a classic melody
But everytime I close my eyes and even in my dreams
I'm being chased by the music of jealousy, fright and fantasies
Collission of galaxy, Explosion of the Super Nova
End of this wonderfully created universe
Corruption. Addiction.
Reformation? Revolution? Restoration?
And it all seemed to be nightmare to me
Now, Where is love in this poetry?
When I have been writing about the story of you and me
Of how I smile and laugh of your presence
And how I cry and grieved because you don't make any sense
And everytime I think of you
I feel like the whole world and even heaven rejoices
I'm now writing pieces which may you think are not about you
But to be honest, it's all about you
Other's might think
I've been so crazy writing poems for you
When you don't even know
all of these were about you
I don't care what it may seem to be
But if they ask me one day,
where's love in that poetry?
It's inside the poet's heart
who choses to hide the feelings through words of uncertainty
Where's love in this poetry?
You are love and you are my poetry.
Di makatulog poems
12:32am
5 February 2016
GALLERA DE ORO SUBD.
BAGO, DAVAO CITY
WHERE IS LOVE IN THIS POETRY?
Vaiennettu
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Monday, February 1, 2016
Tick Tock Tick Tock
All I can hear is one sweet voice
That speaks louder than the clock that is ticking
It's the sound of my heart that's beating
Tick tock Tick tock
What's that sound that I hear?
Was it the clock above ticking
or was it my heart tired of waiting?
Tick tock Tick tock
It's like piano's melancholic melody
Tick tock Tick tock
It's a nostalgic memory
Tick tock Tick tock
I've been shackled by this music
Tick tock Tick tock
Yes it was the clock
Ticking Tocking
Because it's time for me
To move on and let go
2:45pm
1 February 2016
CHSS Room 104
University of the Philippines
Saturday, January 30, 2016
The Sea
The sea has called me to speak
of words I have not known
Until this very moment
That I sat down on a cemented block
Hit by a cerculean liquid
Of a vast body they call, the ocean
I must feel. I must appreciate
That then, love is like the ocean
Vast and Unruly
Never hard but often harsh
Yet full of uncertainty
When we love, we see the horizon
separating the sky from the sea
We have limitations
We know that the heaven
can never be part of the ocean anymore
Yet, we believe in the illusion
that there is love that has existed after all
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4:35pm
25 January 2016
PLAYA AZALEA
Samal Island, Davao, Philippines
Holding A Rose
I try to keep a rose on my hand.
While being wounded
by the sharpness of its thorns.
My Unspoken Poetry
As I pluck the strings of my guitar
salted liquid flow and hit the ground
I remember the song I wrote
It says, "If I could just write a song
I would mean all the words
I mean I would write the WORLD
because you mean the world to me
I couldn't just contain it
And I think I could not write a song
Since you are my unspoken poetry
But now you're here again
And I regret the day I made this song
Because you are the poetry in me
And I regret the day I knew poetry
Because I had to pluck the strings of my guitar
And let salted liquid flow and hit the ground
for the first time"
My Unspoken Poetry
by Hyacinth Tiffany Jungco
10:50pm
30 January 2016
President Roxas, Cotabato
salted liquid flow and hit the ground
I remember the song I wrote
It says, "If I could just write a song
I would mean all the words
I mean I would write the WORLD
because you mean the world to me
I couldn't just contain it
And I think I could not write a song
Since you are my unspoken poetry
But now you're here again
And I regret the day I made this song
Because you are the poetry in me
And I regret the day I knew poetry
Because I had to pluck the strings of my guitar
And let salted liquid flow and hit the ground
for the first time"
My Unspoken Poetry
by Hyacinth Tiffany Jungco
10:50pm
30 January 2016
President Roxas, Cotabato
Thursday, December 10, 2015
I have deleted this blog
I have deleted this blog
Because it does not make sense anymore
I wrote everything I felt for you
Yet, they will stay words forever
I've grown tired of all the pain
I started felt on the day I chose to love you
It was never easy
To write in pain
And to love in vain
I have deleted this blog
And replaced it
With a poem of realization
That as everything fall into its places
So, my heart will find its way
To someone who deserves it
I have deleted this blog
And from this day forward
I will start moving on
And forget that once upon a time
I insanely hoped for the uncertain
That I have inflicted myself
Too much pain and suffering
I have deleted this blog
And finally, I'm ready to let go
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