Everyday I’m scared,
I might lose you,
you might dis appear
leaving me in despair
Am I holding you,
when all you want is to break-free?
Am I being selfish?
Or I’m just paranoid?
I love you
The idea of losing you,
it kills me
I’d rather die;
Than to see you
in the arms of other woman
I love you
I hope you love me like the way I wanna be loved.
It might be impossible,
but I will never stop hoping
but will try not to expect
is another form of torture
Is this obsession?
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I saw this poem while I was on board train a while ago. Original version in Tagalog but I will be doing my own English translation. Will share this because it caught my attention, hope you guys will like it too 🙂
The moment that I lost you, We both lose something
I, because you are the one I loved the most
And you, because I was the one who loved you the most
But between the two of us, you are the one who had a greater lost
Because I can still love someone like the way I loved you
but you can not anymore find someone to love you the way I did.
-Ernesto Cardenal (1925)
Nang mawala ka sakin, ikaw at ako’y nawalan
Ako dahil ikaw ang minahal ko ng lubusan
at ikaw dahil ako ang lubusan sayong nagmahal
Ngunit sa dalawa, ikaw ang higit na nawalan
Dahil pwede kong mahalin ang iba tulad ng pagmamahal ko sayo
Ngunit ika’y di mamahalin tulad nang kung paano kita minahal.
Oh, very cheesy
A life filled with dreams and aspirations,
Liberate us; the youth of today
Let not the scurrility of in power conquers us;
Our spirits, heart, mind and soul
Let our words be expressed and heard,
Our actions be appreciated
Release the chains in our hands!
Never just hope and talk,
Start acting and moving
Allow us to follow our own intuitions,
To turn the dreams into reality
For I am guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.
For I am sinful,
For I’ve done something that I should have not
For I was not able to control myself
For I was imperfect but that imperfection can never be an excuse.
For I believe karma works and it will someday hit me,
and I am now worried,
I wish I was better, I hope I was in control
and someday I might be sorry for everything,
for someday I might learn,
I am trapped in nowhere, boiled in own sweat. will die on my own.
And my name is Marjorie, the woman behind the bars.
Kwan ni Adan
Collaborative work of: Oliver Dacut and Marjorie Duran
Nakita pa lang, agad kinatakutan
Sa tigas at haba walang uurungan
Paano ba naman itong si Adan
May dalang isang matigas na kwan
Sa isang banda, ninais kong umatras
Ibinigay ko lahat ng lakas para pumiglas,
Ngunit nakatutok bawal kumalas
Sa paglaon, naipasok sa wakas
Sa umpisa ka lang mahihirapan
Pagkatapos ay magiginhawaan
Salamat kay “heringilya” na may matigas
Kahit masakit ako’y nakaramdam ng lunas,
My mouth half-open gasping for words to say,
My entire body trembling as I try to resist you
Your skin slowly touches mine, I almost shiver
Tears are constantly flowing with every inch you go closer
Struggling for voice but the inner me can’t release a word
I tried to push you away from me, my force aren’t enough
Vulnerable; you pull me closer to you
I am a weak woman and you are a strong man
Holding me tighter, I still feel your strong grip
The night is over but the nightmares aren’t,
Sleepless nights and painful day;
When can I smile and laugh again?
I curse the night that you visited my life
I hated you and half desiring you’ll soon die
I am a woman and you are a man