Madelene Calalo
Madelene Calalo Poems
Why do people hate me?
most people say...
Why am I so lonely
with nobody here to stay?
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He saw her...
She saw him...
She smiled...
he thought it was a dream...
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Kill me.. Just kill me now...
Keep my heart bleeding....
YOU Perfectly know how to do That somehow....
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Drops of the rain
Sad as your eyes
When will you ever smile again?
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One day…
Just as the morning passed me by,
I heard an old man shouting,
Will anyone just come see me die?
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Write a poem with mostly the heart
And less of the mind
So a message and a purpose
Your readers will find.
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I stood in front of the mirror
Then I realized two things:
That I was staring at a stranger
And that stranger looked just like me.
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Weak, restless me
Why can't you see?
I feel so tortured.
My body's really hurt.
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Our lives...
are poems
by our very own hands were written...
were made.
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In a park near the streets of wonderland...
there was a prince sitting near a stand.
The prince was waiting...waiting for so long...
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If only it were possible..
to escape from disaster..
If only it were plausible..
not to go down deeper..
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The misty clouds of the evening sky
look down on the silent earth tonight.
On the verge of searching for goodness in life,
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Can you give me just a taste of love?
But not the whole plate of it.
Serve me with your finest dishes
But don’t fill me to the lip.
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Who are you behind what people see?
Who are you beyond what you declare to be?
How long have you hidden the truth about thee?
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The good things in life...
Isn’t that all we ever wanted?
But the good things wouldn’t really be that good
If the bad hasn’t happened.
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Your strings bring so much meaning.
With every strum you make,
Your soul is speaking.
Your spirit flows and blows like wind
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Madelene Calalo Biography
I have lived a life full of toil and until now I'm still living it. That's all I need to say for there is too much to tell about my life...hahaha... I write whatever is in my mind. I don't really know what my style of writing is but I know it's different from yours. I like writing a lot, may it be a poem or an article. About me........Uhmm... Well, I'm a girl, a hardworking student and a writer... I may not write as nice poems as you guys do and i may not have as many ideas as you have... But I know I'm Just writing what's in my mind... Six of my poems were written some years ago... I copied them here from the site where I previously posted them... hehe... Enjoy.. 'I AM what I Am and you can't change me! ! ! ')
The Best Poem Of Madelene Calalo
Haunt
Time,
Most say,
Can heal all wounds.
Time, time, Damn! Time can’t heal.
Never can it stitch off the scars you left.
No, it won’t even cure your impenetrable self.
That horrid being concealed in such innocent face
Damned, Divulge thy madness to reveal no existing grace.
Nothing clear, nothing real. No, you are nothing at all! Nothing
But a filthy nauseating revolting mad frantic excruciating…NOTHING!
Nothing can describe a swindler as you… Not a word for the horror you do.
Since the time you stripped me bare covered with nothing but cold flesh
Pierced my consciousness into the ingress of terror and regret,
You stabbed mostly each pure unblemished part of me
That night your vigorous arms clenched my body.
And now revenge is all that’s in my head.
For you have slaughtered me
When you left me
Damaged
Bruised
Dead.
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9/15/2026 10:31:40 AM # rel_20260910T140628Z_5ffb431
ate madz.. you never cease to amaze others with your words.. you express yourself very well and i guess that's what poetry is mostly or is all about.. inspiring.. keep writing.. smile! ! :)