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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
eternal- under the scope of your breath.
do you think if the world falls apart, your touch would falter between my heaving?
all i want, all i need,
is to get lost in your words,
or to get lost even in the semblance of your shadow,
in hopes to feel the twinkle in your eyes
you’re the tinge of orange in my song,
but am i even an image in your eyes?
even so, who else would i long for to hum in my chest?
i can feel your whisper on my fingertips,
swept across the meddling
can i listen to your heartbeat and stay forever in your laughter?
or should i leave with an agonizing pain?
until i have no choice but to scream.
your name i scream across the stars,
crystalized on a hand written letter,
delivered from my utmost desire.
you, only you.
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
i seem to view the world in black and white despite my rainbow soul
my skin seems to seep the moisture of ones misfortune goal
i sharpened my broken fingers regardless of my rusty bones
in hope to fight all misfortunes and hell’s unwelcomed call
instead, i cut myself to pieces until there’s nothing left
then my rainbow soul escapes my flesh to find vengeance for my death
but i heard the screeching sound from hell shouting out my name
still i looked upon the heavens to search for the almighty fame
i raised my hands beyond the skies to get a hold of his love
but the void sucked my soul away in the absence of above
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
what love could i seek if it’s not yours?
a joyous ode to your name—
even sorrow would glee to hear.
i’ll leave some words on your doorstep
slowly relenting, slightly scrambling.
like the way they were in my tongue,
your name’s as sweet as the morning dew,
waiting for my lips to utter
each syllables describing all of you
don’t spare me from your benevolence
don’t spare me from your rage
don’t push me away when the voices
get to the corners of your circle
breathe me in and hollow me out
let me hear the ache in your voice
before the wind’s whistle blow you away
from me
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
inevitably, she comes for us all
my lover— death, with her webbed fingers
her skin soft as a porcupine’s,
her quills darting into my chest
tears me apart in search of her craving
a smile as she gently ripped it out of my flesh
she held it out to the heavens and breathed out a cry of death
her teeth harder than diamonds, and her tongue sharper than a double edged sword
she looked at it— my heart,
aching for its taste, aching for its love
her eyes, equivalent to a million stars dying,
looked at my lips with desperation and yearning
so i pressed mine against hers just to get a taste of heroin
ecstatically fatal for even among the gods
her mouth opened and speaks with the proclamation of my demise
my love for her stronger but my body weaker,
falling— she caught me with her arms hotter than deserts
but gently lays me down against the snow covered ground
her embrace burning my flesh,
beside the river where dogs bathe,
a smile appears on my lips,
a taste for my last breath
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
can i feel your breeze? can i breathe your name forever? can you tickle the chimes for their giggles to make you known?
a series of questions, nothing bit to know. no one has ever stopped me for a series of friendliness, i fill up the void yet no one acknowledge the breath.
yet here i stand, begging for your presense to comb across my grains. this land i’m in is yearning for your touch. can’t you feel the life when your skin’s pressed against mine?
i revolve above and beneath the earth, i know i could love you, but i need to let breath be known. will you wait for me? despite what torment might destroy yoyr path?
your breath, what other life could you have but me? you’re all i have to need, my lungs. but then again you’re gone, your gracious abandon grazing my lips— as the taste of you has slipping through my fingers.
how dare you disappear from my grasp?
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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Hannah Ligmayo Poem
strangely for you, i am yours.
odd defiance of the greatest,
my body craving what your hunger lay.
trace my ache with your warmth,
fiercely dissolve it under your tongue.
wishes upon the stars
on the river where dogs bathe,
wailed in agony within this realm
this realm of your embrace
i do love you, i do unravel
like fixtures of the skylight burning my skin,
a ticket to the sun in itself as a gift
undiscovered
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tragically for you, i am yours.
screams of agony under the willow tree,
bled into the snow covered ground.
darts of misfortune piercing your skin,
fixed towards your unbroken fixture.
frightening darkness fleeting above you,
all the stars have died along with your last breath.
spontaneous lament sprayed among the graveyard,
built for your gracious grieving.
you do love, you do unravel.
heavenly kiss from above,
travelled around the sun in search for your lips
discovered
Copyright © Hannah Ligmayo | Year Posted 2025
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