Blog Posts on poetry for the soul




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Faith by Zen Bitchin' on Apr 1, 2010three I am an old house, abandoned long ago, My walls no longer whisper secrets, They have sunk deeper into every grain. My doors have ceased to conceal secrets And surprises, the hinges eaten away By time and rust to silent petrifaction. I am a...



Lithium by Zen Bitchin' on Nov 12, 2009Nega-star Wallowing in grief and sadness I didn’t realize that instead Of being unhappy I was Increasingly becoming Like a pig in a pool of mud: Oblivious and indifferent To all the things I thought Caused my deep misery. Sure, I still keep...



MacArthur Park by Zen Bitchin' on Oct 11, 2009Gana (tulang prosa) wala akong sinagot nang tanungin niya ako kung gusto ko rin ba. hinayaan ko siyang magsalita hanggang ang kanyang boses ay nagmistulang tunog ng alon na humahampas sa dalampasigan ng aking mga tainga. malamig ang tunog na yaon, pa...



Why I haven’t blogged lately by Zen Bitchin' on Jul 23, 2009Barado Pinilit kong magsulat Ngunit ako’y nagulat Nang walang nailabas Kahit na pahimakas. Inspirasyo’y hinanap Magdamag na nangarap– Nagpigil sa paghikab, Ngunit Musa’y mailap. Utak yata’y barado Diwa’y nakabilang...



Why (I haven’t blogged lately) by Zen Bitchin' on Jul 23, 2009Barado Pinilit kong magsulat Ngunit ako’y nagulat Nang walang nailabas Kahit na pahimakas. Inspirasyo’y hinanap Magdamag na nangarap– Nagpigil sa paghikab, Ngunit Musa’y mailap. Utak yata’y barado Diwa’y naka...



Untitled missives 3 by Zen Bitchin' on Jul 7, 2009For the record, You’re one of few whom I loved most: I felt all alone and precious each time You held me close—your eyes Ready to pierce holes in my soul, Before a smile blooms on your face And we’d laugh, and I’d lay my head Against the base...



Untitled missives 2 by Zen Bitchin' on Jun 6, 2009II It seems I’ve waited for Far too long that I have Forgotten what or who I had been waiting for; I have distanced myself From people that now I can’t figure out how To behave in this circle; Seems I have unlearned All the nuances that m...



Untitled missives by Zen Bitchin' on Jun 4, 2009I Waking up from a dream Of walking with our hands Clasped and kissing you On a deserted street, My eyes squint against The bright rays of morning, Wondering for a moment What could I be doing Thinking that I’ve fallen In love once again. There...



Losing the self by Zen Bitchin' on May 8, 2009Fugue I seeThe foamy wavesKissing the sandThe shoreThat is you. They whittleEach grain, timeAnd patience etchedInto the fine faceThat is love. Sea-birdsFinding the flowGlide to someTender spaceWithin your limbs: Nest of my feelings. If clouds refuseT...