| Blog URL: | http://mitwistedworld.wordpress.com/ |
| Blog Tags: | Filipino, English, Poetry, Poem, Tula, Literature |
Thehungrypoet's poetry blog. He is from QC, recently learned about blogging and poetry (yes, a barbarian!) and writes in English and Filipino. Most of his poetry are written on LRT train rides to work. | |
on Jul 13, 2010 in: English, Filipino, Poetry, bitterness, boundaries, early modern english, filipino poetry, imageries, love, medieval, old modern english, poem, poetry, revelation, tagalog poetry, tula
To Morrowe, It Shall Raine or Bukas, Uulan A poem in English and Filipino (Read depending on which language you understand) (Depende sa lenguaheng naiintindihan mo, shet, shempre pareho!)...
on Jul 12, 2010 in: Filipino, Poetry, balisa, bitterness, filipino poetry, hindi kasi natuloy sa chile, imageries, inggit, love, neruda, poem, poetry, spanish, tagalog poetry, tula
Putang ina mo Neruda, Ang galing mong tumula...
on Jul 12, 2010 in: Filipino, Poetry, feeling, filipino poetry, imageries, love, poem, poetry, spanish, tagalog poetry, tula
Ang bawat estacion, May atraccion, Milagro, Tradicion.
on Jul 12, 2010 in: Filipino, Poetry, alak, filipino poetry, imageries, tagalog poetry, tula
Sa ngalan ng unang eksena ng The Republic ni Plato, at sa Masalimuot na diskurso ng Kung paano, kung sino, ang dapat magpatakbo Ng pamahalaan. Alak pa.
on Jul 9, 2010 in: English, Poetry, falling, imageries, love, poem, poetry, regret, time, yearning
You died on me… Like a long lost brother, Like a forgotten lover Ever present and always dependable Staying through the long hours Of pressure I didn’t know it will take its toll one day Perhaps I know, I knew but did not bother I thought...
coffee stains and crumpled sheets of paper, and a frosted glass watches over, shielded from the rain… while outside i stare at the poet, the writer, scribbling blithely across a page. i am the hungry poet, writing, reflecting, thinking in vain. wit...
on Jul 9, 2010 in: English, Poetry, autumn, imageries, leaves, poem, poetry, reminiscence, seasons
As the leaves fall down to the ground, In its epic cyclical dance with the earth and sun, I stand amazed by the gliding shapes and colors. I stand amazed remembering your autumn hair, Finding the greens in your eyes. As the sun dances further from...
