A Pocketful of Feels Part 5

The fifth installment of my Twitter verses! Enjoy!

pick whoever makes you feel emotionally secured. the highs of whimsical affection doesn't last. makes your heart giddy but never gives home.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

if you don't want disappointments,do not expect anything. you can never feel bad for anything you felt nothing for. same goes with love.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Emotions are free-flowing
they can never draw the line
so please understand
that I can't help falling
over and over again.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

While the world sleeps
I'll peek into your thoughts
for there is no better place
to slip into your arms and dream

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

I hate to say this
but love is never enough
'cause I'll be needing love
and you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Yes, it's morning once more
and my thoughts are with you
How can I fall asleep
If I'm busy in your dreams?
I'll just fall in love, instead.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

When was it that we had coffee?
I'm busy with my thoughts
You're busy taking pictures of me. pic.twitter.com/xiDh7mjOlu

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Me:What if the sun sets and leaves us in darkness?
You:I'd hold you close, 'cause I know you dread the dark. pic.twitter.com/fdCcxhr4TR

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Time to know somebody is a must.
Never rely on smooth talk.
Because it is necessary to
Find a man who only flirts with you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Women love humor and sensitivity
But never mistake to merge the two
Not really the best recipe.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Finishing my coffee at 1:35am
is never a losing end
productivity with caffeine-infused thoughts is the name of the game

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

What men don't understand
is that women look for the same mind
and so attraction stays awhile
but chemistry truly lasts.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Do you know the five love languages?
People claim you have one,
Then must find another who speaks the same.
Hi! I'm a polyglot!

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

A Queen is never a man
Not because it's degrading
But because the demand of care
for a woman doesn't change
regardless of power and capacity

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

I've always been Queen
and you my lover
And so I thank you for your loyalty
In return, I give you your kingdom.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Why is it difficult to predict
the mind of a woman?
Because she's a highly responsive, efficient and complicated mind.
(Ref: your computer)

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

My man doesn't drink
'Cause I'm all that he needs for a drive
He never gets the thrill in beer and wheels
More than I.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Perfection is a word
they say unattainable.
So, are you just artistic
that you made things
so beautiful?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

You are the faraway city lights I see.
Beautifully breath-taking.
Will you still leave me breathless
Once I've come to see you
face to face?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

My world is made of sugar
Will yours be of spice?
You know, with everything nice?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

You said you're my music,
And I your poetry.
Together, we are a song.
Oh, I've never been in love with metaphors.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

The splash of water
complements thoughts of you
so liberating, refreshing and new
And it never gets old,
warm showers of feelings true.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Things unsaid make their way
through people's touch
So bear with my silence
I can only do so much.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

You were smooth and interesting
for a seven-hour coffee chat
never knew you would be more
than a lifetime dinner talks.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

great mornings be like:
tapsilog waiting,
butter and pandesal,
plus hot chocolate
all for me
always with you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Let's read.
I'll read your feelings aloud.
You read my thoughts silently.
Then let's make a song.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Did I just make you fall?
Yes.
(tells self)Good job
What is this all for you?
Whatever we have is more than magical.
Ah, yes! Thank you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

Are you serious?
Follow me.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 16, 2016

A woman will always have a choice: a man who races to get to her side or a man who makes her heart race.
To find a 2-in-1 is just rare.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

And then you found a guy who races to get to you and makes your heart race, but he just can't stay. Unfair isn't it? That's life.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Could have been great between us hadn't you treated me like an option, and fail to pick me in the end.
Teacher said: No erasures.
Touch move

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Boys, it is always a matter of wavelength. Do not ever think it was your fault.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Now I'm going back to my chosen dreams
where being yours is not a myth
where being mine I long to keep
I'm going back where reality sleeps

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Ikaw ang bukang-liwayway
ba matiyaga kong inabangan
pinaghandaan
Ngunit lilipas ang saglit na kagandahan
sa pagbalik ng araw
sa katotohanan

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Why daybreak instead of dawn
if
You can choose anticipation
Than breaking a day of mo(u)rn?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 18, 2016

Mabuti pang bumabad sa salita
kaysa magtampisaw sa luha
na natuyuan ng tiwala
Maging pag-agos ng damdamin
rumaragasa,bumabaha ng
mahal kita

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 19, 2016

walang kasing lamig
ang panahon na 'to;
ay meron pala---ikaw

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 19, 2016

Twitter Poetry: A Pocketful of Feels Part 4

Hello! Here is the fourth installment of my Twitter verses! Enjoy!

The rain reminds me of sweat trickling down your neck
and this heat reminds me of your warmth, at times too hot, it singes.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Hit me hard tonight with thoughts of losing you
Hit me harder that I know, "we" can never be true

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

To be right is not the popular choice
If it was, how come many of them left?
For me, will you be right?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Let's just take turns:
I break, you build
You break, I build
Let's make our world a cycle
of building each other
and breaking all over again

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

As my eyes speak of depth
They also hold so much darkness
Will you be scared to know them all?
Will you find the broken me and fall?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

The basics of me is never enough,
For I wear within me the grudges of pain.
If you can look past and love all of them,
Hold me tight & fall.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Death will come, but never my fall
For I have fallen long ago
In your arms, with your words
And so my poetry remains in you
My poetry is you

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

What if I hold you now
And I won't let go?
Will you still let me love you
for the rest of time unknown?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Every woman has dreamt of poetry
but poets had always been in love
not with women
but with verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Just hours and I'm missing you
So much I want to trace the lines of lips
So much I long to hear you breathe
So much it hurts
badly, it seems

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

When all my pain sleeps
I am left so empty
Fill me with something
Maybe love, maybe

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

let's live in a world of words
where it's never too much
to love, to hold, to be with you
i'll never run out of lines,
rhymes, idioms, clue

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

break me if you wish
the scars would be the same
it will never bring a difference
but to love, ah yes, to love again

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Will be waiting once again
to meet you at three am
for there is centainty in this hour
that we love like how we do
in every second

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

There has to be a way,
maybe a narrow, crooked one
to bring me back the life I've torn
when I'm left broken by my very first poem.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

If tweets can bear how tight I'll hold
The promises of this evening
It's definite, I'll never let go
Of you, of your words, of your heart.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

What dream is there to wake up from
when reality is stuck with dreams?
Just pretty ones like you and me.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

I love the thought that you read my mind, though as real as it seems, you don't. You can't and you won't. Which makes it more special.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Please. I shouldn't. think.
of you. anymore.

Ok, I give up.
Come here, you rascal, you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

What I wear doesn't define who I am.
Nor anything else you see I portray.
So every night is my recluse
with nothing else but myself.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

What is it that I feel tonight's biting?
The heat, perhaps.
The cold bed, maybe.
Whatever that is,
my mind bears the opposite.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

May your night be like the others'
With a sound sleep for many
With a cold couch for some
But never like the frustrating one
I have tonight.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

When explicit things are implied,
we get poetry and rhymes,
but never a clear-cut picture
of the meaning we have in mind.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

You are too often in my mind
that my breathing's sync with yours.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

How can I unlove someone?
Maybe by speaking of someone else?
Maybe by pretending I don't care?
Ah, never mind. Too difficult, I can't.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

My song in the early morning
sounds like your breathing
As much your songs
fill up my sound evenings.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Let's take it to the next level.
Come on, it won't hurt.
A little this, a little that,
But more of you and most of us.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

I've always prayed that you'd stay.
But you never told me
you'd stay for good.
In my head, I mean.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

My mind can change often;
I knew I'm a stereotypical woman.
But my heart rarely changes
even for years, even for you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

I wish I could show you
my beautiful scars
that fixed my soul.
Did you also fix yours?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

To know you are broken is one
To know how broken is another
But the answer lies only when
you have fixed yourself.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

The beauty of intangible things
creates the illusion
that you can have them,
and an illusion satisfies
what reality dismisses.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

What is your truth?
Does it really have to hurt?
Speaking rhymes
will never cushion lies.
Harsh truths, however
can get away with ornament.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Stories will always have two sides.
One of betrayal and one of triumph.
In all that you gain,
there is one you give up.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

No one intends to start a spark
that starts a flame you really want
But when it scorches
and doesn't warm,
It is better that you put it out

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

How to kill:
Leave her breathless,
then leave her for good.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

There is a good reason
why the head is placed
on top of our shoulders.
To rest, maybe.
And there is a good reason
why our shoulders are two.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Pain has never been beautiful,
until I met your words.
The more I see myself falling,
the more painful it's gonna be.
Nevertheless, let me.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

The heart remembers two things:
Love
Pain
Either of them would suffice,
thus, you I remember.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Loving you is ironic.
Poetry is your metaphor.
But you will always be
my favorite paradox.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

On pride and prudence:
Know what you have
and let it be known
not by your own words.
Same goes for your emotions.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Whatever solicits smiles around us will never equal the smile brought to us by one. Never forget to make her smile.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Let's make the last time last.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

I thought I need to be rescued.
Then I saw you.
You are drowning in me,
as I am in you.
Can we just drown together, instead?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

The real beauty every woman has
lies neither on her clothes
nor her achievements
but on all that she has left
when stripped off of both.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

If emotions dwell in poetry
and poetry speaks of passion,
what language does it speak?
Body. Body language.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

A smile is a defense. To cover real emotions. To cushion harsh truths. To hold back jokes half-meant.
But never to break people who fall.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

You are my poetry, and my words speak of you. You brought the rhymes and lines I offer. Thank you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

As certain as the dawn to come.
As inevitable as the equalizing death.
I'm coming home tonight, my love.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Will you hold my hand,
while I hold on our possibilities?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Though smiles can deceive,
my eyes are clear broken glasses,
though shards may prick,
there, truth of what I feel lies.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Confusion is a good word
for choices within our reach
but never good enough
when dilemmas haunt our dreams

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

The morning comes & the night will no longer be ours.Then it will no longer come for the days succeeding.Let's just make the last time last.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 15, 2016

Twitter Poetry: A Pocketful of Feels Part 3

Here is the third and last part of my twitter verse for tonight. 

I'll be tweeting more in the succeeding days, 

so watch out for the next blog post! 

If you haven't seen the first two parts, 

check them out here and here. Enjoy!

isang seryosong yakap
sa di seryosong pangarap
na may seryosong pag-ibig
sa di seryosong hinagap

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

kapag gusto ko nang magtago
sa lahat ng di ko mayakap
bukas nga ba ang iyong bisig
nang ako'y muling mangarap?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

naplano ko na ang buong buhay ko
nang dumating ka ng walang pasabi
saan kita isusulat sa punong kwaderno?
wala na, dito na lang sa puso ko

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

alaala ay para lamang sa lumipas
wala ka pa nga sa ngayon
pero nasa isip ka maya't-maya

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

samahan mo ko, mahal
kalimutan natin ang mundo
wala namang makaaalam
maging ikaw, maging ako

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

ngayon lang ba?
kahapon pa.
mahal kita
bukas, pwede ba?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

hinga ng malalim
maghihintay sa kawalan
sigurado man ako
ngunit sayo, ewan.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

mahirap bang lumapit
sa damdaming sarado?
mas mahirap buksan
kung wala nang puso

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

hindi man kita mayakap
malayo man ng ating mundo
susulyapan pa rin kita
kahit papaano, mahal ko

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

your name is a litany i'll never be tired of
the sound lingers in my skin
with the memory of longing
of the pain I love most

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

how do you speak in kisses
and ravage me with touch
then soften my trembling knees
with poetry of the heart?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

napakahirap
hindi ka titigan
hindi ka yakapin
hindi ka hawakan
nang hindi ka minamahal

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

bakit ka sumusulat?
dahil ba sa musang pinag-aalayan?
bakit ako ang nababasa ko?
o dahil ikaw ang musa ko?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

napakalapit mo sa puso ko
kahit nakapikit
kahit madilim
ramdam ko ang iyong yakap
nahulog na sa iyong bango

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

losing my mind
losing heart
losing my myself
but never lost

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

bathe me with love
that splashes with verses
of beauty and passion
bathe me with bubbles
of temporary illusion

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

when I bite my lips
on thoughts that worry me
that i feel the urgent need
of a tight hold from you

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

I brought the shards of my broken self
As I look for their perfect match
Forgive me that I had to shatter you
for the perfect fit from us

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

my verses may be blank
may have lost rhyme and meter
but those are I love you (too)s
I secretly sing with my heart

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

nakabibinging katahimikan
nakapanlulumong pangungulila
nakaiinip na pagyakap sa sarili
habang naghihintay sa'yong pag-uwi

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Isn't it enough that I spit poetry?
that my mind encloses your very skin?
that I repeatedly kiss our moments?
Love me now & it would go on

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

for a second, snap shots of us
go through
my mind
coming
for me with silent sighs and highs

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Your words cuddle with passion
that no arms can hold
even the shortest of 'hi'
simply melts me though cold

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

My every day starts and ends the same
gladly, a routine of you in my head
for I lost my heart long time ago
to, for, and fell for --- you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

suddenly lost my words
for a sudden sugar rush
so sweet are yours
that I want more

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

there is certainty in the word forever:
it would be an endless state
of things you have never started

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

notes don't have to be attached with their answers as emotions don't have to be played with bodies. they complement but never dependent.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

whispers of breathing
breathing in rhythm
rhyming while colliding
souls of yestermorning

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

What they have to say
never mattered
much more when all I can
see, hear, feel,
is you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Forgive me for staring
I relive the emotions of every thing
and assure myself that all will stay
for good. I hope.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Naririnig mo ba
ang tahimik kong pagtula,
ang mapaghanap kong dalangin?
Hayaan mong pagdugtungin ng salita ang ating magkapiling na damdamin

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Di pag-asa kung di pagkakataon ang sabi mo
Hindi rin naman sasagot ang larawang tinutunaw mo.
Tingnan mo ko sa mata
at sasagot ang puso ko.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Anything can make me change my mind. But not about you. 'Cause that change needs my heart, too.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

You are beautiful. with the pain painted all over. with the passion that screams. From most that amazes to all that makes me fall.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

I've always been missing you.You have always been missing me. Let's just get lost and find each other in a place where missing leads to you.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Wishes are whispers of hope
in a hopeless state.
Why wish if you can
state the hope you whisper today?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

baka sakaling napanaginipan mo ko habang natutulog ka
at akoy tumutula

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Umiikot lamang tayo
sa di matapos na pagtakbo
Hintayin mo ang aking paghinto
at ikaw ay sasalubungin ko.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Tell me what tastes good
for I devour all that's sumptuous
Oh god, that's you
I'm sorry I have to

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Everything that haunts me
live to find a soul
Will you give up your ghosts
for my heart and yours?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

there is nothing else that make us
but love and chances
to show how hearts and made. https://t.co/kipYKxQh6i

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

When kisses mean more than lips touching and tongues entwined
There is deep-seated emotion
that needs to let go of surreal, in between sighs

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Just let your emotions be translated into words, and when nothing's left to describe what we have, I'll let my lips speak synonyms.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

In darkness thrives beauty that is pained,watered w/ tears,sheltered by fears; nothing is better than a life that was lifeless yet lived.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

What's funny?All the ironies we have.
A love made without making.
Finding you and getting lost.
Missing you till dawn's breaking.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

You can be whoever you want in a world of pretense, but there will only be one you and one me. Now, let me be yours and you, mine. Shall we?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Ease my pain with secrets that heal.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Beauty is never bland nor timid. It is filled with excitement and the searing pain of possibilities and dead ends.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

My everything for your anything. It doesn't add up.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

I tried to hold ground when everything seems fading. Caught you by the arm and said, "Please, don't. Stay."

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Smiles can fool nothing but the eyes. I can hear your angst, smell your woes, feel your frustrations. Because the heart sees without seeing.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 14, 2016

Twitter Poetry: A Pocketful of Feels Part 2

Here is the second part of my twitter verse. 

You can check the first part here if you haven't read them. 

Enjoy!

I still dream of atlantis
and all things ever after
tucked warmly under my pillow
in a cold breathless night#verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

a rose would mean so much
for a heart that sings elegies
as the bells at night tolls in grief
for the soul whose beating buried#verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

can anybody see nothingness?
can it be felt?
can it be heard?
don't stare as if you see existence.#verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

I'd love to believe that
poetry can love me back
for I am tired of poets
who love poetry more than I.#verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

my passion begins
with cuddling my pillows
to loving warm baths and
exciting hopeless dreams.
then repeat.#verses

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

when you love darkness, holding yourself together, humming the tunes that make you feel good. that is a good night.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

hindi mo sinabing
LDR ang gusto mo
di sana'y mas lumayo pa ko
heto na. papalayo.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

and then you get stuck
with him waiting
with you waiting
nothing else but nothingness.
the waiting game.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

it was all strange,
you were strange,
we started strangers,
then estranged,
then back to strangers,
estranged strangers.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

there will be a time that your name will no longer bear emotions
and my emotions will no longer recognize your name.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

no one will love your lapses & all your insecurities but yourself
it will never be him. he has his own set to love. but it's never an excuse

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

sipping a cup of brewed coffee will never ease the pain.
it can only create the illusion that your heart rapidly beats again.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

empty lines for empty seats
looking for empty promises to keep

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

Kaya bang mapuno ng pagmamahal
ang mundong bubog na lamang ang bawat piraso? https://t.co/4uBVYwFsyI

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

masarap ang paghagilap ng hininga matapos matuliro ng ilang segundo https://t.co/O8ZIsHiiw9

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

kasamang nasisira ang pag-asang
ang ngiti nya ay magiging sa iyo https://t.co/e0EZuVOsAX

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

kahit pa nananaginip gabi-gabi
kung saan kita'y nahahagkan https://t.co/KjZ4ubuGRV

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

Mahirap masanay; ang nasasanay ay naghahanap.

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 11, 2016

Kung mayroon ka nang pagkakataon
Ililipad mo ba ko sa alapaap?
ang mga pakpak ko'y lagas na't
naghihintay ng pagyakap

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

My heart sings with the beat
of love and many things
then swings along with yours
and a tango, maybe?

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

ang palad ko'y puno ng linyang
hindi pinalad tungo sa'yo
hawakan mo ko ng matagal
baka sakali lang namang mabago

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

May dumating nang sulat
may lumisan nang tula
ngunit hanggang ngayon
sabik, hinihintay kita

— Jem Robles (@jemrobles) May 13, 2016

Twitter Poetry: A Pocketful of Feels

As I browse Twitter and read my favorite personalities' thoughts, Jimbo Cuenco, drummer and lyricist of the indie band, SUD inspired me to come up with poetry limited to the 140 characters of the social media platform. It was challenging to come up with thoughts that would be short enough and poetic enough for Twitter Poetry. I decided to start quoting him so that the thoughts are not limited to my characters and seems to be just an extension of his tweets. Thanks for the idea, Jimbo! So now, I give you the first batch of my literal twitter verse. :P Enjoy!



Dear S,
Hindi ako magaling sa numero,
pero bibilangin ko.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Andami kong nararamdaman para sa'yo.

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11:50 AM - 10 May 2016


Dear N,
Para ano pa't may panaginip ? 
Kung hagkan kita, pipikit ka rin ba? 
managinip na tayo, tara.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Di pa man kita nahahalikan Alam ko na Na kaya kitang halikan Buong buhay ko.

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12:25 PM - 10 May 2016

Ngunit di lahat ng pangarap naaabot, 
Di lahat ng swerte dumadating, 
Di lahat ng kasali nagwawagi.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Ang swerte nya Kasali s'ya Sa mga pangarap mo.

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12:31 PM - 10 May 2016

When the night is awake 
twas when my mind wanders 
had taken my heart for a walk 
God knows where 
Maybe, just maybe, there

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12:48 PM - 10 May 2016

The blinking bright lights sees 
while blinding the naked sight 
of estranged dark figures that sway 
and fall in love tonight.

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10:19 AM - 8 May 2016

All d whispers d wind carry are songs we can never play 
shrouds d familiar beatings tuned to d flickers along d bay

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

All the wishes we sang to the skies above us Under the same blanket of stars They flickered heartbeats when our hearts cusped.

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9:30 AM - 8 May 2016

When do we take a glimpse of the so-called humanity?
Is it in the eyes that stare inches between you and your sanity?

9:10 AM - 8 May 2016

it has always been him 
it was never me 
but all ends the same 
over is the space game

9:07 AM - 8 May 2016

dreams that's made alone of you music 
that plays your rhythm n blues 
my soul that feels upon your touch 
of jazz that moves my heart too much

9:03 AM - 8 May 2016

When we look at the mirror 
Scars of yesterday gleams 
Bright as our hope of unbreaking 
on second chances that we meet

Jem Robles added,

benjamin alves @benxalves

When we are at our weakest We are given chances To break apart, to be whole To be something more beautiful.

8:51 AM - 8 May 2016

It was a rope from the sky, 
uncertain where it ends. 
I grab hold with the hope of falling back to you. 
I didn't.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

You asked if you could sit on my shoulders so you can reach for the sky, so i picked you up. The sky…

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8:46 AM - 8 May 2016

Hindi ako sugarol pero tagal ko nang pumupusta 
na pwedeng maging tayo kaso, ako lagi ang taya.

1:00 PM - 10 May 2016

Ang swerte nya ba'y katumbas ng swerte ko sa pangarap mo? 
Malamang may magsasabi rin n'yan sa'yo.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Ang swerte nya Na s'ya Ang pangarap mo.

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2:13 PM - 10 May 2016

G sa pagbaybay ng salita 
sa pagitan nating dalawa 
upang basahin mong 
ikaw 
at 
ako 
nGa.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Lagyan ng natin ng "at" Ang pagitan sa'ting dalawa Para kahit man lang sa salita Ikaw…

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3:45 PM - 10 May 2016

At ang takip-silim 
sa bawat gabi.

Jem Robles added,

Jimbo Cuenco @jimbooooowww

Ikaw ang umaga Sa bawat araw ko.

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3:33 PM - 10 May 2016