My Silent Screams (on going)

By Ylaaaaj

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Poems of unsaid thoughts and feelings. This isn't really well made and I just wrote this from my heart. This... More

Ikaw ang Aking Tukoy
Tailored
Scent
Saturnine Smile
Is There A Rainbow At The End?
Journey With You
The City We (Didn't) Build
Puzzle
Inside My Head
My Death
Unfamiliar Love
Likuran
Remeant of You
A(part)
Mahal, Ayaw na Kitang Makilala
The Traveler
Rose's Song
Casper's Cluster of Clouds
Sandcastle Love
Far Away
Fall of October
Come and Dare
Portrayed Emotions
Santuwaryo
At Ika'y Nabuo
To Be Without
Hotaru
Athena
Freedom

Sunday

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By Ylaaaaj

When I'm feeling half bitter
I take a peek to look back
And so I open the box
Where I kept all your love letters
With all the paintings of our memories together

And like magic, suddenly everything came back
Like a boomerang coming in so fast
Then took me to that Sunday afternoon
How could time be so cruel to have flown so soon

I saw the ambiance on that day
The sun was out hiding
The rain had just start pouring
And so the sky was glum for us
It knows heartbreaks are coming underway

That distinct pain hasn't left me
But left me with a lucid scar
It clings to me like little limpets on the rocky shore
So I'm left here, wondering how you are

And if anyone dares to ask me
My love, since that day, it's always been Sunday
But the sun had disappeared for me
So I was embraced with darkness and her friend loneliness

And if anyone dares to ask me
My love, since that day, I've been walking under a rainbow
But its colors they don't appear
So I've walked thousands of days with black and white's blare.

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