Elle Barr

Elle Barr Poems

Get me out of this place,
I don't wanna be here,
I do not remember,
Walking into this maze.
...

Sino ba ang tunay na Pilipino?
Ang tanong ko sainyo,
Sa kanyang kulay siya ba'y makikilala,
Sa tangkad ba o hugis ng kanyang mga mata?
...

Nene, nene,
Aki ka pa,
Mag-adal,
Mag-ogma,
...

I can laugh all I want
And pretend it’s okay,
But the pain inside me,
Won’t just go away.
...

There is no greater fright,
Than to lose sight,
Of who you are,
And what you believe.
...

What happens after you weep?
After you cried yourself to sleep,
After the tears are gone,
Should you keep on crying all night long?
...

Trapped in a circle with no corner,
Going all around and always seem to falter,
Tired and exhausted and always end up weak.
I want to negotiate but can’t seem to speak.
...

And so here we are again,
In the same room,
Doing the same thing,
Enjoying the same state.
...

Look,
Look away,
Look back if he glanced your way.
You’ll know,
...

An ear hearing yourself fear,
A nose smelling his sweetness,
A mouth tasting your tears,
Your eyes seeing your silence.
...

I was holding a glass of soda
My mind drifted and went into a world of what ifs
a world where you actually notice me
As I was slowly drinking the beverage
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Puyat at inaantok,
Hindi pa rin makatulog,
Anong pwedeng magawa,
Ilang oras nang nakatulala.
...

Ipakita mo,
Ipakita mo,
Ang tunay na nararamdaman,
Sabihin mo,
...

Water flowed,
From words told.

Fire ignited,
...

Invisible nurse,
Drowned by circumstance,

Useless plastic,
...

The leaves fall,
As the winter calls...

The season ends,
...

Like sun in the drought,
And rain in the flood,
Loving too much,
Can drown your heart,
...

When sleepy,
There’s coffee…
You were there for me,
You’re my energy.
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Elle Barr Biography

She wants a simple life. 'A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds; his auditors are as men entranced by the melody of an unseen musician, who feel that they are moved and softened, yet know not whence or why.'- Percy Bysshe Shelley Sometimes, the poet doesn't write poetry through her feelings. Most of the time, it is for the benefit of her audience. **Please ask permission if you want to use her work.)

The Best Poem Of Elle Barr

Prisoner Of Love

Get me out of this place,
I don't wanna be here,
I do not remember,
Walking into this maze.

Get me out of this place,
I know nothing of this,
What I can only recall,
Is the smile on your face.

Get me out of this place,
I think I was hypnotized
And it all started,
When I look in your eyes.

Get me out of this place,
I've been here before,
It was an experience,
I don't wanna feel no more.

Get me out of this prison,
Where the jail-guard is you,
I'm helpless-you've caught me,
Will you set me free?

Get me out of this prison,
I'm a prisoner of love,
And no one can save me,
But God up above.

(I think this poem can pass as a song)

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