Happy Birthday!

The moment I realize I can't always win,
Is the time I started appreciating those times I didn't lose.
Then I remember this guy who once died in the cross.

He was born years ago on this same day,
He is the most powerful creator.
But even he started a simple journey,
As a human, tormented with pain had he.

Beneath the glow of unending rays,
He hid his powers and played lowkey.

He has the greatest wisdom,
That they never were able to decode.
So they nailed him to the cross,
As hard as they could.

Envy they felt, jealousy it went.
And their solution is killing his human body swift.
For we humans are too afraid of what we couldn't understand,
For us mystery is a crime.

Little do they know he is the lord,
Now he has risen effortlessly.
And now sitting with the Father Almighty,
He will then come to judge the living and the dead.

But before that let us remember,
Different versions, but for the most he was born in December.
His sacrifice will prosper,
In our hearts it will be remembered.

Happy Birthday!

Unsung Hero

The man who shares his seat to the elderly,
In the bus when nobody cares to see.

He always checks his environment,
When he is buying an important ticket.
Checking if he will see a woman trying hard carrying a baby,
He intended to give his place for that lady.

The one who always says thank you,
After the vendor gives the change that is due.

He is lenient overlooking little things,
Just for the sake of avoiding conflict.

He does not want hate and war,
He wants peace.
Not because he is incapable,
But because he just came from it.

A man who always smiles,
When a stranger gives him a stare.

For the dogs, showing the teeth is intimidating,
But he is showing his teeth for the sake of smiling.
To lift the spirit,
To kill the awkwardness.

His eyes are teary when he smiles,
Those eyes that have seen almost ever man's kind.

He knows everyone will take advantage if given a chance,
Thus he gives his advantage for the weak and deprived.

Might not be the only one in this world,
But he can't be described by a common word.

I always see him in everyday,
He too always smiles at me.

When I look at the mirror,
It's him I see.

Kathang Isip (Hango sa bobo kong pag-iisip.)

Isang araw, tanghali na ng ako'y nagising,
Isang mensahe galing sa kaibigan agad kong napansin.
May magandang balita raw na parating,
Ako'y natuwa, Crush ko sa opisina,
May pag asang makilala.

Ako'y naghanda, nagbihis ng maganda,
Sumisipol habang tumatawa.
Imahinasyong mapaglaro, mapag-anyaya.
Forever sa piling nya naaaninag, nakikita.

At ganun nga ako ay pumasok na at nagpatuloy,
Umiilag sa init ng araw para damit ay di mangamoy.
Habang nandun na ilang oras inisip kung ano ang sasabihin,
Isip ko'y hinahasa at pilit minemorya,

Mga katagang sasabihin, punchline at iba pa,
Upang pag uusap natin di boring, maging masaya.
At dumating na oras pero bakit wala pa,
Ok lang baka sa break nalang nila.

Dumating na end of shift ko wala parin,
Unti unting bumabaon sa isip ko lumalalim.
Impossible nga yata na pumayag makipagkilala,
Nakalimutan ko isa siyang prinsesa.

Isang dyosa na animo'y hulog ng langit,
Kay ganda niya nakakalimutan kong pumikit.
Di bale na kung di ko siya makilala,
Basta sana lang makita ko siya minsan.

Ako ay umuwi, di ko na inisip kung bakit,
Puso ko parang dinurog sa lamig.
Ito nga yata ibig sabihin ng malamig na pasko,
Di pasko pero ang lamig na.

Di naman siguro masamang mangarap,
Atleast kanina ako'y sumaya.
Napangiti ng di ko nahahalata,

Isang kathang isip na gusto ko paniwalaan,
Alam ko namang sa huli masasampal ng katotohanan.
Ngunit tingnan ka ay isang karangalan,

Ang ikaw ay makasama ay parang lakad sa tubig,
Sa imahinasyon ko nalang itutuloy ang ating pag-ibig.

Pinto

At kahit anong ulit hilingin,
Sa langit pinagdasal na ng taimtim.
Mukha mong kay ganda,
Sana isang umaga, makapiling ko na.

Sana hindi nalang pangarap ang makasama ka,
Kundi aaraw-arawin na.
Mata mong mapang-akit,
Mga haplos mong maaruga.

Malambot mong boses,
Narinig kong magpasalamat.
Nung binuksan ko ang pinto,
Isang masayang oras.

Pinadaan lang kita,
Mundo ko'y huminto,
Pano pa kaya kung mapasakin,
Ang busilak mong puso.

Crush'ed

Sound so silent it fills the room. 

An awful sign of the already bad devotion.

A mixture of disaster in a basket case.

Worn out feelings of what used to be blessed.

Six or Nine will depends on how you see,

Perception is the word, It is the key. 

I wish I had never drink the cup,

Now I know a lot of things which made me feel bad.

The more I discover colors,

The more I lose mine. 

When we get closer to somebody,

The more we see their frailty.

I got closer, I saw her thorns and scars.

I just wondered how she was so beautiful in the past.

Is it because I was so shy to look at her face?

Or was just afraid she'll caught me looking.

So my mind created an image of her.

Made it so perfect I created my own reality.

And made it so real I forgot myself,

But I woke up shortly afterwards. 

I would have wanted it forever.

Forgetting myself so you'll be mine. 

How Black is Black

With a color changing hue,
I tried to paint my grey life.

And in the effort of making it colorful,
I have painted it with a lot of colors,

It looks good at first,
Only to realize black is all the colors mixed,

And in the end I can't get it back.
My once peaceful, simple life,

Has now become a rack.

Demi Urgus

And I turned the lights off in my room,
In the darkness I turned the music to it's full volume.
I danced without any steps,
I never noticed the smile on my face.

A sudden rush of emotion I felt,
I smile as the tears run down my face.
If this darkness isn't enough then I'll close my eyes,
Hoping to see you on my mind, please give me more smiles.

The Irony

Roses are red, violets are blue.
Who painted the ceiling red,
When it should be all blue?

I came to experience the world,
But I ended up watching and terrified.
The beauty of it is undeniably tempting,
But there's just a lot to be disgusted off, an ill feeling.

In fact all of it can be solve by one simple solution,
That is called information.
Some might find it soon,
But others don't deserve anything at all.

And though how important we want to be heard,
Tried shouting but still suppressed.

We will eventually come to the point,
Where the truth we believe will be questioned,
Not by others but by our own selves.
We will then get confused,
Change our whole perception, Blow our fuse.

The negative irony in our life,
The destiny we are trying to avoid,
Are the things we made in our mind,
When we are at the peak of our weakness.
Is it really an answer we are seeking?,
Or just demise we are hoping?,

We are all hypocrites,
For when we don't want to believe is the time you ask for the other side of the story.

Royal Flush

And as I lay these last words for you,
Sweetened by the sugar phrases meant so true.
Despite the hunger to survive my endless demise,
I still found myself in the middle of scrutiny.

For what did I do to offend the Gods,
Seems my life has always been so rough.
But I am wise enough to lay in the best of my cards,
In times where I feel I have the upper hand.

If life is a poker,
Then I will be the joker.
I will not be included,
Not recognized, Nor paired.

There's just sometimes there's no value,
Like singing some songs in mono.
And should we try to find our complete stereo,
Someday I hope it will come true.

I never thought that was intentional,
We had misunderstandings but we didn't say it in actual.
There comes a time I want to say something to you,
But you blocked it like you didn't want to.

You're are so intelligent yet you're so naive with what I feel for you.
I never thought you couldn't understand what was just a fluke.
I want to run every afternoon at the track,
But that is where you are always at, your territory in fact.

And I don't want to ever see you again.
Nor remember the things we could have had,
Thought you were perfect but in simple things you get so mad.
And I am not in the mood to pamper an angry child.

If ever we will meet again,
I'll try to give you my best smile.
If I won't be able to do it then please understand,
Of all the people I thought would know,
You were the last one to show.

Roses are red, Violets are blue.
Don't speak, never fall inlove with miss Blue.
Ever again.

Silence is Violent

Upon hearing the words of silence,
You can't help but notice,
A drastic change in the sound on your ears.

As violent as a boiling water on a kettle,
So vehement we can't control.
It can't settle so aggressive,
My once love for you has become repulsive.

If this is the sound we want to hear,
Then I myself am not sure if I can bear.
The bare sound of silence itself is manic,
Just why is it so silent yet also erratic?

Have you tried waking up one afternoon?,
That time you found out nobody's at home,
The family is out somewhere,
You suddenly feel so alone.

Silence is not always the pure absence of sound,
But sometimes just the lack of the ones creating it.

I have listened to silence,
It's like a radio frequency ringing in my ears,
I realized the chance of having somebody shut up is much higher,
Than having them talk when they don't desire.

So upon hearing the silence,
Which is created by my heart's nothingness.
And amplified by this feeling of loneliness.
I then rest my case closed,
Silence is violent and I am sure.

Ang Babae sa Pantry

Di ko na mabilang ilang araw ang lumipas,
Mula nung una kitang makita sa aking landas.
Paharang harang na parang di alam kung san pupunta,
Nagbago lahat nong nakita ang iyong mga mata.

Napakaganda, parang painting ni Mona Lisa,
Kumiskislap na parang isang malaking tala.
Ako'y nanlamig, Di ko maigalaw ng tama,
Itong katawan kong araw araw ko sanang sinasanay.

Araw-araw akong nag abang,
Pabalik-balik sa lugar kung saan kita unang nakita.
At sa bawat pagdating ko sa lugar na yon ay may kaba,
"Andito kaya siya?"

Minsan ay nanjan, Kadalasan ika'y wala,
Pero okay lang sakin basta may chance na makita,
Kulay rosas mong mukha, maninipis mong labi,
At ang natatangi mong ngiti.

Yung mga ngiti na,
Parang maiinit na halik dumadampi saking pisngi.
Hindi man magiging tayo,
Atleast nakalapit ako sayo.

Hindi ko alam kung ako ang iyong tinitingnan,
O baka nakatingin ka lang sa bandang likuran,
Baka ma kasama ka lang,
Na siya mong tinititigan.

Bahala na kahit ganun,
Basta nakita ko ang yong mukha.
Ganun ka pala kaganda pag tumatawa,
Nakakahalina, parang pinagbabawal na droga.

At sa susunod ulit na pagkikita,
Sana bukas andito ka, o kung pwede please mamaya na.
Isang regalo ng may kapal na kung makilala ka,
Pano pa kaya kung mayakap pa kita.

Ulan sa Hapon

Heto nanaman ang ulan,
Ang plano kung pag-takbo nauwi sa kwentohan.
Buti nalang di nag inuman,
Mga kabarkada ko -nagsipag awitan.

At sa bawat kas kas ko sa aking gitara,
Sanay marinig mo ang bawat kanta,
Ng puso kong sayo ay tulala.

Wag na wag kang mag-alala,
O di kayay mabalisa,
Sa pagkat ang balikat ko'y sanay na,
Binuhat ko na ang mundo, ikaw pa kaya?.

Wag matakot at manalig,
Sayo lang ang aking pag-ibig.
At kung sakaling ika'y malasing sa gitna ng gabi,
Ako na mismo ang maghahatid sayo pauwi.

Masigurado ko lang na ikaw ay ligtas,
Walang kahit sino man sayo ang mangangahas.
Pagkat ako ang iyong knight in shining armor,
Di ako kumikinang ngunit ang kabayo ko ay de motor.

Handang ikaw ay ipagtangol,
Buong lakas ko'y iuukol.
Para sayo aking sinta,
Sabihin mo lang -handa kitang ikarga.

At kung darating ang panahon na hindi na sapat,
Mga simpleng bagay na sayo nagpapa kindat.
Pag ibig natin handa kong iangat,
Sa next level o simbahan natin gagawan ng pamagat.

Strangers

The jaws of attraction,
Defies the law of perfection.
Our eyes blinded by admiration,
Until we find ourselves in subordination.

Carefree yet delicate,
Her eyes happy and perfect.
Sends me a message in direct,
"Don't pick this flower, It's exquisite."

As for me I have to do something,
Yet the most extreme I can do is staring.
Enchanted by her beauty I can't stop myself smiling,
It started when on her face I was looking.

If only I can stop time,
Then I'll donate alot from mine.
If I need to then I'd waste it,
For you it will be worth it.

If only these words I made would reach you,
But we are just strangers in a world of hue.
A lot of difference, So untrue.

From my heart are these words that rhyme,
Are just but equivalent to a bottle of wine.

If there's a regret,
Then it would be the wild spirits unreleased.
If only I have the guts to ask your name,
But I'm afraid you'd only freak out in vain.

So I keep myself silent,
While in my brain recording this golden moment.
The next time I see you might be a different case,
I might gain confidence to smile when you gaze.

Makata

Di na kami gumagamit ng mga ballpen at tinta,
Gamit namin ay digital na, Kami ang bagong henerasyon ng makata.
Ngunit ang gawa nami'y nakaugnay parin sa nakaraan,
Bawat letra na sinusulat binubuo gamit ang kasaysayan.

Mga bagay na amin ng nakagawian,
Minsan nangaling mismo sa aming kaurian.
Na ang iba'y ginagawang kanta,
Ginagawang liriko ang bawat salita.

Kami ay nabigyan ng prebelihiyong makapag pahayag,
Gamit ang social media at mga blog.
Kami ay pinagpala,
Di na kami huhulihin ng mga banyaga.

May kahulugan bawat salita,
Minsan masaya, minsan hindi nakakatuwa.

Ang lahat ng ito ay utang namin sa mga bayani,
Naglakas ng loob para tayo ay mabigyan karapatang pumili.
At ang resulta ay ang binhi,
Umusbong at lalago, kapalit ng buhay nila ginamit na pambili.

Kami ay mga makabagong makata,
Gumagawa ng kwento, kanta, rap, at salaysay na tula.
Ngunit hindi malilimutan kung saan sila nagsimula,
At bubuksan ang isipan sa makabagong tema.

Ibubuhos ang emahinasyon sa bawat letra,
Naway magsilbing binhi para sa iba,
At ng sila'y makakabuo ng bagong ideya,
At masisilang ang mga makabagong makata.

Tadhana

Tadhana -isang salitang pinaniniwalaan ng mga bata,
Na ani moy inaantay ang pagbaba ng mga Anghel sa Lupa.

Minsan mapagbiro, Minsan tama,
Hindi aakalain ako'y maniniwala.

Ako ay isang taong Existensyal,
Di ako naniniwala sa majika at paranormal.
Ngunit kahit anong pilit, di ko mawari,
Lagi tayong pinagtatagpo, Anong nagyayari?

Di ko na maipaliwanag gamit ang syensya,
Kakaiba nagugulo ang aking konsensya.

At di ko rin alam kung ako talaga'y siniswerte o minamalas,
Ang alam ko lang gusto ko ulit tumakbo sa ganitong oras,
Sana ganito rin bukas.

Incognito

Mga salitang ginawa,
Limitado man sa alpabeto ng ating wika,
Alam mo namang ito para sayo ko nilikha.

Ang though the words may not be enough,
To express what I feel beneath the one I'm showing,
Please do not forget, you know yourself it's not a bluff.

At kung akala mo akoy duwag,
Mas pinili ko man lumayo kaysa ipaglaban,
Ako naman ay may mabigat na dahilan,
At yun ay ayaw kong pitasin ang bulak-lak mong kagandahan.

You once asked If I have a collection,
I have none, I only collect beautiful memories,
And your smile is one.

Naka save na yan sa memorya ko,
Pati mga grumpy faces mo.
Yung mga cute na galaw at kilos,
Napapangiti ako tuwing naaalala ko.

Today I had the worst day of my shift,
You know that time when all you can say on your mind is SHIT!,
But then I just suddenly remembered your face,
You know the face you make when your eyebrows meet?,
Today is worst but there's no regret.

Inaantok nako hanggang dito nalang muna,
At syempre dating gawi bukas di parin ako papahalata,
Wala naman pangalan mo dito diba?,
Mananatili akong tahimik mong tagahanga.

I'm not google chrome,
I don't look like a half assed colored wheel with only 4 colors,
But I can still go incognito,
And if ever we meet please smile sweet,
In my memory I will record it.

I hate how honest I can become when drunk,
The more I hate I easily get drunk.

Andito na ko, San ka na?

Itong tula mo sakin matagal na,
Ito yung panahon ako'y sugatan at baliw pa.
Ngayon ko lang ulit binasa,
Paumanhin, Patawad, Minsan talaga ako'y tanga.

Sa panahon kasing iyon ako'y dipa buo,
At masyadong mataas ang respeto ko sayo.
Ang ikaw o kahit sinuman gamitin at gawin panakip butas,
Wala sa listahan ko.

Nakakatuwa ngayon ko lang naiintindihan,
Napatanong tuloy ako sa nakaraan.
Bat ba kasi ang tanga ko minsan,
Masyadong honest, yan tuloy lumisan.

Isang karangalan sakin ang sulatan,
Sa panahong digital para tayong mga makabagong Rizal.
Ngayon ako'y magaling na,
Sayang at ika'y wala.

Ikaw pa naman ang dahilan,
Ang umpisa ng pagsusulat ko ng tula.
Nagkita tayo Kung di lang sa maling oras,
Naging tama sana ang ating bukas.

At kahit ganun paman,
Pangako kong isang daang tula,
Di ko na ma-aalay para sayo,
Isusulat ko nalang ang buhay ko.

Hindi ikaw si Stella,
Hindi ako si Fidel,
At wala tayong eksena sa palabas,
Ngunit isang daang tula isusulat ko ng pabulas.

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Hug

Her eye lashes are like waves in the ocean,
One look and you know her eyes has a meaning.
If loving means smiling,
Then I just can't stop myself laughing.

Kundiman

Sa bawat tibok ng puso binibilang ko ang mga tala,
At kung sakaling uulan, didilim at matatakpan,
Hihingi ako ng tulong sa buwan,
Bigyan ng kahit konting liwanag,
Ang kung anuman itong sayo ko lang naramdaman.

Malamok na pag-ibig

Ang pag ibig ay parang lamok,
Pinapatay kung lumalapit,
Di mo na nga nakikita,
Ngunit naririnig mo pa rin ang himig.

Mr. Doesn't Care

Pukawin mo ang natutulog kong damdamin,
Ng malagyan ng kulay ang kulay-abu kong salamin.
Ilapat maiinit mong labi,
At ng mapawi ang sakit at pighati.

Lahat naman tayo may nakaraan,
Minsan masaya -minsan gusto nating malimutan.
Ngunit sa kahit  anong paraan, Dapat natin unawain -di natin hawak ang kapalaran.

Marami na tayong pinangarap,
Ngunit hindi lahat nagiging ganap.
At kahit anong gusto nating makamtan,
Minsan mas makabubuting hahayaan nalang.

Adobo

Gusto nako magluto ug adobo,
Para sa akong feelings sa imo.
Pero mura man ug mahilaw,
Kay murag way klaro sa akong pagtan-aw.

Una akong itak-ang ang kalha,
Sama sa damgo nako nga ikaw na unta.
Butangan ug mantika,
Para naay meaning ang atong pagkita.

Sunod ilunod ang sibuyas nga naay dahon,
Para mawala ang langsa sa pait nga kagahapon.
Iapil nalang pud ang ahos,
Kay akong gugma nimo gahaguros.

Maghuwat tag pila ka minuto,
Lami kayo maghuwat labi nag para sa imo.
Dayon ilunod ang karne,
Ang akong feelings sa imo grabe.

Antuson ang pisik sa mantika,
Bahalag sakit kay mulabay rana.
Ang importante maluto ug samot,
Sama adtong akong gibati katong nakagunit kos imong kamot.

Ukayun ug tarong,
Atong feelings atong sagulon.
Huwaton nga maluto ang karne dayun butangan ug asukar,
Murag gugma sweet dili pwede ang sour.

Dayun butangan pud ug toyo,
Hinaot someday muingon kag I love you too.
Ug gamay suka,
Para ang feelings dili mawala.

Kung gusto ka pwede nato butangan ug pinya,
Mas lami siya kung pareha unta tang feelings duha.
Ibalhin ang adobo sa plato,
Dapat plastar para dili mayabo.

Ug dinhi nalang kutob,
Ako ng iserve ang adobo,
Sama sa gugma nga gi halad nako nimo.

Diary: Why

Why do I have to get hurt one after another?
Just why do I have to feel bad everytime I meet someone?
Why the fuck do I have to suffer?
I don't deserve this.
I have done nothing wrong.
I have lost faith in myself.
This wouldn't happen if you didn't leave.
None of this would happen if only I didn't meet you.
You promised.
You broke it.
I hate you.
I hate you more than my enemies.
I won't ever forgive you.
I swear I won't.

Smile

Her weapon is her eyes,
Her cute antics is very nice.
She's witty and wise,
Her smile is the most precious prize.

Her voice to my ear is an orchestra,
One of those that can heal a trauma.
So cute when she starts to speak,
I can even hear it in the Facebook chats she make.

If only I could win every battle I join,
If only I could edit this life like a file,
If only I could find a way to make you smile,
I would not hesitate to jump across the fire.

I never thought I'd long for her attention,
And I'm sorry if I become one misfortune.
Sometimes putting you in a difficult situation,
It's just my world is a small dimension.

I don't know how to make you feel better,
So here I write this very short letter.
I hope with this at least for a minute it can divert your attention,
Away from your frustrations and vexation.

Deaf

When we say we are enchained with our past,
We must have forgotten the key is just in our hands.
It's just we refuse to let of the memories we had,
Which actually just brings us disappoinment of what could have.

The "what if and could have beens",
Is a type of coping mechanism.
We tried to create inside our brain,
A world opposite of what's really happening,
Because there's a glimpse of hope we are wishing.

At the end of the day you'll be left with nothing,
But anger and hatred that succumbed your feelings.
The once array of light, shine, and glitters,
Has now become a dark clouds giving coldness.

Ever tired of seeing the same picture over and over?,
The thing is only few people has realized,
And will be able to move on.
Some has feelings became dull,
For they have tried, failed and will try again.

Is there really a combination for this life's secret?,
Or who knows and or where they hide it?.

If this life is a music,
It sometimes really get out of tune.
Or maybe I am not just a good performer,
Will do my best to dance with the music.
Even though sometimes I can't hear it,.

Diary 6/16/2018

Just had a long sleep since it's my rest day.
And I got this weird dream that actually makes sense.
I dreamt of my ex.
Yes I did.
The setting was in I.T. Park.
I chased her riding my scooter.
She was also riding one.
It's funny I did try to teach her how to drive a motorcycle in real life but she always cried.
She's always afraid or easily get scared.
And in the dream when I was able to finally caught up with her our rides suddenly became a bicycle.
It(the scooter)  did turn into a bicycle when I stopped her.
And in the dream I kissed her.
Which after I did she told me the kiss has no love in it.
And I replied "No, There's no love at all because I already became what you wanted me to be."
Then she walked away.
In the dream I had to choose to stay with her or forget everything.
And I chose the latter.
That was a rare dream where I was able to make the right choices I would in real life.
It seems on that dream I have total control.
That was a weird dream but actually makes sense.

Ending Scene

Kasabay ng huling eksena sa isang pelikula,
Ay ang pag baba ng kurtina.
Na tila ba'y tinatakpan ang mga artista,
Tinatago ang and dating masaya nilang mukha.

Tapos na kasi ang palabas,
Di na kelangan manatili at magsayang ng oras.
Ang mga tao dapat ng magsipag uwian,
Tapos na ang lahat di na maibabalik ang nakaraan.

Nakakatuwang isipin,
Yung minsan dahilan ng pag-gising.
Ay naging dahilan kung bakit,
Ikaw ngayon ay lasing.

Lilipas din ang mga araw,
At ang ligaya'y unti unting maaagaw.
Mapapalitan ng lungkot,
Ang masayang mukha magiging simangot.

Ito and ending scene,
Minsan matagal pero di maiiwasang darating.
Mapalad ka kung sa huli ika'y maaalala,
Kadalasan kasi nababaon at nalilimutan ang mumunti nyong ala-ala.

Wala na lahat ng tao umuwi na,
Ikaw nalang ang natira.
May pag pipilian ka din naman,
Uuwi din at dadalhin ang natirang ala-ala,
O mananatili kasi baka may sequel pa.

Ingat lang sa sequel kasi minsan nag i-iba ng bida,
Baka yung inaantay mong artista,
Di mo na makikita,
Kasi yung hinahanap mo sa kanya nasa iba pala.

Hakbang Pasulong

Sarap mabuhay at umibig,
Pero wala ng sasarap pa sa matamis mong tinig.
Na wari'y parang haplos sa aking likod,
Mainit, ramdam ko ang sarap bawat hagod.

Heto nanaman yung mga ngiti mo namang nakakahumali,
Parang ini-imbitahan din akong ngumiti.
Di maiiwasan at nakakahawa,
At dahil jan akoy ngumiti rin at sumaya.

Andito lang ako,
Di naman ako mawawala.
Gawin mo na kung kuya, papa at kahit ano pa,
Tatangapin ko makasama lang kita.

Sapat na sakin ang nahawakan ko ang iyong mga kamay,
At sinandal mo ang iyong ulo sa aking balikat.
Sarap sa pakiramdam na para bang ako ay karapat dapat,
Na mag alaga sayo, ang mga saglit na sandaling iyun ay sapat.

Alam ko namang impossible,
Pero ang umasa kasi ay libre.
Okay lang makalimutan mo pag-gising,
Pag di kana tulog at hindi kana lasing.

Ngayon ako'y matutulog na,
Tatlong minuto pa bago matapos itong huling kanta.
Ang init ng panahon,
Pero bakit makakapal na ulap lang ang nakikita ng aking mata.

The G, C, Em, and D song

This is a song created last 2009 when I was in college, Found it when i was cleaning my files. The chords and lyrics are just simple and repetitive but still catchy.


Intro: G, C, Em, D

G           C
You cry and weep,
Em        D
Alone in the street.
G           C
I gave my hand,
    Em        D
We touched for once.


G           C
I've been inspired
Em        D
Eventhough it's hard.
G           C
Cause your past is dark,
Em        D
Lost it's spark.

         G C Em D
Oh marry me.


Chorus:
G     C 
Marry Me...
Em    D
Come with me..
G            C
Together we'll flee
Em           D
Cause cruel are they..

G    C
Save  me..
Em    D
Bring me..
G                C
Forever To your side.
Em     D     c
Cause I love you..



Refrain:

G                      C
FALL!! just fall from the heaven
Em          D
Cause I'm here..
G                C
I'm  walking on the street alone,
Em              D
You came in to my sight.
G                   C
A light that shines through the dark,
Em        D
Of my days...

Repeat Chorus:

Diary: 6/7/2018

Self:

I have given up eating sweets, no more ice cream, coke, alcohol and pastries.
I had been eating no fat just meat but last week I took it to the next level.
I started strict diet eating heavy meals only at times I need to spend much strength.
It has just been a week and it's hard but I can already see the results.
I can't imagine what will it be like next summer or at the end of the year.




Social:

I can say I have moved on. I can't feel pain when I look at our old pictures anymore. I also was able to laugh at my colleagues' joke about my previous relationship as well as add something to it for us to laugh even more. It's just a matter of time. What's more annoying was one of the people I met. It seems I was able to make the right decision not to court her. It's really best not to rush and know a person first rather than making a hasty and senseless decision. That method is wasteful but never been wrong. On the other hand there's this cute little morena who talks and acts like she is the biggest man in the house. It's so cute when she does that. Sad thing is she is always depressed at night. I'm not sure if she has a lot of bad experiences. I wish I could help, I tried knowing her better but I guess still the door is closed. Kung mabasa ni nimo don't worry I'm just here. Dili jud ko mawala, tawga lang ko.




Future:

I started my plan to have a house. But I can't afford it yet though I plan to get one far away from the city, It is cost efficient for me since I have a motorcycle and price is preferable than getting one in the city proper. A simple house will do, I am more interested with the lands value for it increase as time passes by, number of people living, accessibility. We know a rural place will eventually become a city so better to invest early.

Faded

Erased by a moment of silence,
Each memories of you.
The once as hot as spice can never be lit up twice,
If ever I miss a thing, Do the honor and remove it too.

We don't really need a string that binds us, do we?
Let's cut it off, Shall we?
We should both move to the opposite directions,
For I have lost my will and intentions.

The once strong feeling I have,
Has become a dying candle light.
This whistling sound of wind needs to stop.
And the purest intentions,
Has been daunted by malicious interpretation.

Pride, distrust, and hesitation,
Lead our feelings to regret and suffocation.
Chained us to opposite walls,
Destroyed our love and emotions.

And though we thought we tried,
There's a lot more that we didn't.
We'll just look up to the stars,
And wake up deluded.

Tomorrow morning is another day,
Another false hope of happiness.
Until when will this end?,
Not until I'll find someone that will let me feel wanted.

#OnWards

Floating Status

Lay in your cards,
The one you've been holding on for long,
The one you've had reserved for this moment alone.

The one you considered your last resort,
The one that can either break or make you absolute.

Half full or half empty,
Doesn't matter for you are already messy.
For it is half full that is unsatisfactory,
But also half empty which can't be taken lightly.

If you are in the middle of the extremes,
You have committed a sin,
For people only respect a defeat or win,
You can't just play safe and choose to live in vain.

Soaked by sweat,
My pink shirt has now become violet,
I'll exhaust myself till I forget,
In this gym I'll stay, there's no regret.

What I only respect is my bed,
I don't want to, but I need to sleep.
Or either I want to sleep,
But I need to be awake.

I got to fulfill my promise,
That is my only special talent.

Spoken Poem: Katwiran

Katwiran, isang salitang tangi kong panlaban,
Sa bawat pagkakataong ako'y nahihirapan.
Lagi akong may katwiran,
Pero kahit meron nyan ang sakit di parin maiiwasan.

Pilit kong niloloko ang aking sarili upang ika'y kalimutan,
Ang isang araw ay dadaan,
Ngunit sa gabi ikaw parin ang nasa isipan,
Hiling ko lang sana ika'y tuluyan ng makalimutan,
Ng ako'y mabigyan katahimikan.

Sa bawat pagsara ng pinto sa puso mo,
Ay parang isang saksak sa puso ko.
Unti-unting bumabaon,
Na wari'y isang matulis na kutsilyo.

Pero okay lang nasanay na ako,
At kung sanay kana sa isang bagay ay parang wala nalang ito.
Araw-araw dadalhin ang kirot,
Titiisin sa bawat paghakbang papalayo.

Sana lang wifi ang gamit at hindi data,
Kasi ang wifi my limitado ang pag konekta.
Lagot ka kung naka data,
Kahit saan ka lalayo may signal parin kahit mahina.

Hindi issue kung sinong nauna,
Sapagkat kahit mabilis ang drag racer mahina parin sa kurbada.
Lalo na kung di niya alam ang daan,
Siguradong manga-ngapa sa kadiliman.

Ano ang iyong katwiran?,
Gaano kabigat at tila mas pinili mong panindigan.
At ang pag-ibig ay tinalikuran,
Lalong pinaglayo ang dalawang puso sa bakuran.

Ang puno ay matibay,
Kahit hindi diligan ay di tatamlay.
Ngunit putulin mo ang ugat at namamatay,
Nananatiling nakatayo ng walang buhay.

Ang katwiran mo ay aking irerespeto,
Sadya nga kasing magkaiba ang mga tao.
At sa bawat puso natin mayroon tayong gusto,
Nagkataon rin puso ko'y tigang pa sa bato.

Hey Yo Fatman : Real talk

They say when you're older,
The body is getting weaker.
I don't think that's the case,
They are just saving their lazy faces.

I don't hate any fat people,
What I hate is some of them not doing anything at all.
Then on social media trying to uplift themselves,
Posting quotes saying it's alright even if they get a disease.

The truth is at the end of the day they'll realize,
Heart attack, diabetes, high blood pressure respect no lies.
When they get bed ridden then that's when they cry,
"I should've live healthy or atleast exercise".

I am in no position to criticize,
I have to admit my body is still incomplete.
But then they spread propagandas,
Telling we are gays, not loyal, has a small penis, or something else.

The truth is they are just insecure,
They are lazy but they want to be equal.
And so if they can't get it then they'll destroy it.
Telling if a guy has abs or goes to gym then he is not legit.

Hey fat punk do you think we work hard to be with alot of girls?,
You're perspective is too shallow and naive.
We don't even have the spare time and money to give,
And for sex? Nah we've been there alot of times than you had been.
And we're so over it since we were teens.

Don't give me bullshit when you say you're too big,
I even witnessed a transformation from 180 to 160 pounds.
That person was working as a nurse,
And every after shift no matter how tired ---he grinds.

He gave me an enlightenment,
Everything is possible if you believe.
And if he can do it then why can't you?
What's your excuse mo-fo?

Why don't you join us in a game that winning is losing,
Losing fat is how we win.
So no matter how painful we hold,
Our body we mold.

Happy Sunday

Domingo sa buntag,
Ako nag andam para makakaplag.
Sa akong gipangita na kahayag,
Hinaot makita nako, Unta adunay damlag.

Muadto ko sa lugar kung asa mingaw,
Kung asa ang mga tao mag ginunitay ug kamot.
Lugar na walay gubot,
Bisan lang ug kadjot.

Ako musimba,
Kaniya makig storya.
Mangayo ug grasya,
Lord iapil nalang pud ako future asawa.

Kung ang kinabuhi usa ka duwa,
Bag-o lang ko napildi.
Pero dili pasabot ako Mu-rebelde,
Kay ako nagtoo sayup ra nga duwa ako naapilan,
Ug Labaw na sayup akong binuhatan.

Daghan mga tao akong nakaila,
Sa sulod sa mubong panahon daghan akong naka storya.
Pero the more I dig in deep,
Murag mga bataot paman sila.

O basin lang kaha lahi ra akong gipangita,
Basin anino sakong ex ang naa sa akong mata.
Lahi ra gyud diay siya,
Sayang manghupaw nalang ta.

Dili man hinoon taas ako standards,
Ang ako lang makita nako imo tinood batasan,
Ug kung kaya ba nako tunlon kung kita nya mag uban.

Ipakita lang kung unsa ka,
Ako'y bahala ug adjust para sa imoha.
Ayaw ug kabalaka,
Salig lang sako, Dili ko musugot masakitan ka,
Palangaon tika sama sa pagpangga ni mama sa akoa,
Ug kung unsa nako gusto alagaan akong manghud sa iya future bana.

Ako naghulat maimbento,
Kung asa pwede nata magkita sa atong damgo.
Kay matod pa sa bisaya na kanta.
"Maypa sa akong mga damgo,
Aduna pay ikaw ug ako".

Ug karong buntaga akong pangayoon,
Sa ginoo na makagagahom.
Ikaw unta iya ipakita,
Ang atong dalan mag cross na unta.

Photo: Violet Flower, Canon EOS 1000D
-By me

Just a Diary for 5/25/28

I tried to send someone a message that I guess her page is down.
I just enjoy reading some of her poems.
But I guess my messages were blocked.
I'm not just sure what's bad about what I said.
I said I'm not courting but we will come to that part sooner or later.
That means there was only you to me that is special.
But when I got home I got an awkward message.
I actually smiled and my heart jumped when You said it's fine.
Remember the question I asked when we were going home?.
But anyway it's sad the way it ends.
Because am a very nice guy. (You can ask my mother >.< )
So I always give what people want.
And I hope I will not become Mr. Doesn't care.


But anyway...

Roses are red, violet are blue,
I have my leave approved.
So out of town ----here I go.
And will be out for a day or few.
But will still be writing poem wherever I go.

Spoken poem: Ang huling Bira

Binilang ko ang tala at buwan araw-araw gabi gabi,
Ngunit di ko parin mahagilap at maisip kung pano ako sayo tatabi.
Masyadong mataas ang ating agwat,
Di ko man lang alam kung saan mag uumpisang magsukat.

Tila lahat yata ng aking ginagawa, sayo ay bale wala,
Sinubukan ko naman pero wala talaga akong magagawa.
Kung ang iniibig mo'y siya "eh di okay kayo na".
At ako namay lalayo at maglalaho na parang bula.

Wala kang maririnig sakin na kahit ano,
Pagkat di ako mahilig magsalita.
Kung ano mang hinanakit para sayo ay kikimkimin ko na,
Para naman kahit papano ikaw ay matuwa.

Araw-araw ako'y iiyak, matutulog, babangon, magtratrabaho,
Ano sa akala mo sakin may magbabago?.
Ikaw ay mahalaga sakin pero iba akong tao,
Wag mo ako itulad sa mga nakilala mo.

Alam kong akala mo- alam mo na ang mangyayari,
Eh pano yan di na ako katulad ng dati.
Di ko ipipilit sayo ang aking munting sarili,
Masyado kasing masakit kung ako'y mananatili.

Ang hiling ko lang sana makita mo sa kanya ang di mo nakita sakin,
Sana yayakapin ka niya at hahalikan sa tuwing ika'y natutulog ng mahimbing.

Pupunasan ang dumi sa pisngi mo sa tuwing ikaw kakain,
Ipagluluto ka ng masarap na ulam at mainit na kanin.

Mamasahe-in ang ulo mo hanggang ikay makatulog,
Tapos kakantahan ka ng paborito mong tunog.

Pupunasan ang iyong mga luha,
Papatawanin ka kahit magmukha akong bakla.

At higit sa lahat di ka iiwanan kahit kelan,
Di tulad ng ginawa mo sakin nung April 1.

Di ko man naabot ang iyong hinahanap,
Sigurado naman akong binigay ko ang lahat ng dapat.
Hanggang dito nalang muntik kong forever,
And I hope I'll see you never.

Surfer

It doesn't matter how long the clock will work,
For time is endless and never talks.
As well as how high the kite flies,
For it still needs a string to survive.

A child once asked,
What will I be when I grow up?.
I wanna be better than him,
For my parents doesn't allow a whim.

The world is mysterious,
So many theories and assumptions.
And I have too many questions,
A lot but not in millions.

It's never cold when you swim on water,
Get off, Feel the wind and you will suffer.

When you thought you had suffered,
You try to move on, you get battered.
Reminding you what you had before is far better,
Once you return, then the cycle never ends.

It doesn't take a genius to notice,
How our life is refurbished.
Yes, history repeats itself,
And we can't avoid the test.

The more we struggle,
The bigger damage when we stumble.
We shouldn't oppose the tides,
But we should ride it.

Foot Steps

I can't forget the first time I was running,
In the oval I was crying.
I admit it was a run for me fleeing,
Because of the reality that to me has been shrouding.

Now it has been a month and a half,
Sad feelings gone but I still can't laugh.
For every step I run I catch my breath,
The once called escape has become a habit.

Before I was running without direction,
Where stopping was not my intention.
Now I have a goal,
To surpass the distance I was able to run before.

The scale of how much we get hurt
is not by what kind of pain we have,
It is by holding it for too long in our heart.
Imagine a 250 ml glass of water,
You can sure carry it with one hand for minutes,
But not hours, days, nor months definitely years.

Every run I try my best,
Before I could barely reach a kilometer without stopping.
Now my goal is different,
I now hate single digits.

I made this poem to congratulate myself,
Reaching more than a hundred kilometers.
I'm not sure if my achievement is just normal,
But for a newbie like me that surely is a supernatural.

Kisdom na Langit

Ug ang kainit sa adlaw napawng,
Nahimong hapon ang saonang init na kaudtohon.
Ngit-ngit nga panganod sa adlaw nitabon,
And kahayag napulihan ug dag-om.

Sa akong pag naog sa silong sa akong payag,
Aduna koy nakita pero dili nako maaninag.
Imong kahayag sa akong mata nidamlag,
Akong mata dili angayan mutan-aw sa imong kaanyag.

Ako naglakaw sa dalan,
Wala sa huna huna, walay kapaingnan.
Ug wa ko tuyoa sa imo nabangga,
Wa ko kasagang, Mura kog matumba.

Akong kasing kasing naigo,
Murag player sa baseball musalo.
Sa bola sa gugma na gatuyok,
Maubos or mataas basta dili maghinoktok.

Ang gugma atong suliton,
Dili ta magdali sama sa marathon.
Dili ko gusto naay finish line,
Sa atong panag uban maynta pang lifetime.

Byers

My life is getting more ironic day by day,
My eyes seem to freeze unintentionally.
I tried to always smile like they say,
Kept that in mind In every step I made.

Though it's really ironic.
After our years has ended,
I thought it would left me dead.
The thing is I am enjoying it.

I can't replace the days in my scooter you ride,
Letting me go fast to it's limits.
All you did was close your eyes, hugged me and smiled.
Trusted me with your very life.

I might have deleted all videos which I made,
But the songs in it are forever on the internet.
Thoughts after thoughts I have come to the conclusion,
Our innocent love I murdered without intention.

It was me after all,
I got confident too much so I have to fall.
I promised to take you to the places you've never been,
Now that promised must be fulfilled without you in.

I have alot of questions for you,
Most of them are just "How well do you do?".
I won't be able to forgive myself,
If with him you are not loved enough like I did.

Now I've got to go,
I also have to find my someone new.
I don't wanna rush this time,
Since rush we had and in years it expired.

Yes no worries, I'll take my time,
I don't care how many will decline.
At the end of this journey I'll find the one,
Much better than the best of you, my former love.

Morena

Aduna koy kaila,
Nindot siya ug mata.
Wala siyay libog,
Magsige ra ug katawa.

Bag o lang mi nagkita pero murag dugay nami kaila,
Siguro tongod sabay kaayo siya.
Wala ko gatoo na in ani diay siya,
Abi kog laki siya saona.

Basin pud iya ra ginapakita iya ngipon na mahalon,
Kinural man gud intawn.
Pero angayan raman pud,
Murag artista sa Hollywood.

Iyang barog independente,
Lig-on kaayo ug dili siya arte.
Bright kabalo mo diskarte,
Idol nako siya pero sekreto rani.

Iyang nawng murag emoticon,
Kana bitawng kilay na naay gusto iingon.
Maynta magkauban mi sunod shift,
Ok ra gyud sako ma under sa imo,
Miss Hive lead...

Emotional Strings

I've got a sad feeling,
But I've got good strings.
Every finger creates music,
Every flick is like magic.

Sound is created by the vibration,
Which started from the string's motion.
In every strum you hear a tune,
In the four corners of your room.

The music created then travels through air,
Reaching our ears dwelling in it's coil.
Once perceived will be converted,
By our brain and melted,
Into vast information of what we yield.
Genre is then created.

There's a lot of possibilities,
Like we can get heard,
Or understand the feelings we hid.

There are a lot of music we tend to ignore,
And others we keep on our playlist.
Isn't that unfair,
Doesn't matter how the music is made,
It boils down to what we want to hear.

The effort of the one creating music,
Will be ignored if it doesn't trend in hit list.
And most of times will be forgotten,
Buried in past, until it's forever unheard, lastly Broken.

Farewell

It would be fun if things go on your way,
But your game of cat and mouse won't work on me,
For I am neither the cat nor mouse,
But I am the owner of the house.

People seem to forget,
If you kill the feeling someone might revive it.
All I want is your trust,
And that's what you didn't give.

I fully understand and can't blame you,
There are some things I cannot undo.
If only life is just a worksheet,
Where everytime I can copy, paste and delete.

I have mastered the art of moving on,
So there's no reason to stay around.
I have to raise my heart,
I have been stepping on it from the start.

Now you should know why I took the longest route to your home,
And asked you several times if you have questions.
Thanks for letting me deliver that spoken poem,
I meant every word on that at the time it was written.

But so sudden things have changed,
I don't really feel you need my attention.
I wish I have met you the time I was still me,
No hate, anger, sadness, regret and fear.

You think silence is boring,
But I think it is exciting,
When someone has to guess, what someone is thinking.

My life is actually not boring,
I live it to the extreme, fast speed, taking risk, rush of adrenaline.
I think our perspective is not the same,
Is actually the opposite of them.

So farewell and I hope you do well,
Keep your faith in God and prayer.
This will be my last poem for you,
And If you ever meet me in the hallway I'll  always smile like you told me too.
Nice meeting you...

     

Someday

Listening to a song in my room,
Headset in place, in full volume.
Repeatedly blasted to my ears,
A rock music to cover my tears.

I fear and dread all the days I haven't found you yet,
Or maybe I have but just didn't notice.
What do you look like?,
I am thrilled, I am excited.

No worries, I did expect wounds and hardships,
Just to get to you I'm ready for the test.
If being with you needs a cup of tears,
Then I'll make sure to fill the rivers.

Whatever way I think it all boils down to my ex,
If only she hadn't suddenly change,
I wouldn't have to get to this mess,
Though I can't blame her enough she also has her own basis.

It already happened,
Can't turn back time as they said.
There's a journey I have to go on first,
I want to dramatically improve myself.

To answer some questions,
I myself haven't thought about yet.
I need to go far,
For me to be able to see myself better.

And if someday I meet you along that journey,
I just hoped you haven't been from hell just like me.
That would hurt me double,
For I don't want you to suffer in vain or in any trouble.

Honest Verdict

I am just a human,
Like your father, brother or like your son.
But you should be aware,
A part of me is no like them, I am sure you can tell.

People usually ask me how I am alright,
After my relationship has been wrecked like a dynamite.
Well, She ended it first of April,
But I have already seen it coming since last year.

It didn't mean I was not hurt,
Though what hurts me is the fact that....
I know what's going on,
But I chose to trust her believing she's smart enough.

It is a privilege to anticipate things,
Though it's painful knowing what will happen.
Living in it everyday is like a step closer to my demise,
The days past and the edge is the prize.

When I love I give my all,
But don't get me wrong, It is not always applicable.
I might not be your handsome prince charming,
But I will sure give you my everything.

You like other people, believe in some things,
I choose to make them happen.
I don't believe a poem will be written,
When you just keep the words locked in your brain.

Now before I act and jump into the fire,
I have alot of things to consider.
It really is easy for me to fall in love,
But it's a different story when I see things contradicting enough.

I have gathered enough information,
Accepting what you are is not a problem in utmost attention.
The verdict has come to my mind,
And now it's time to let it out in the wild.

I'm a different man,
I had just hope you have cherised the time I am into you and we had fun.
Because once I have lost my interest,
Believe me nobody will be able to restore it.

It might not look like it,
But I am a business man.
I may not be the smartest,
But I sure do have a common sense.

Later I will give my report,
For the few days we tried building rapport. (or maybe just I)
Please prepare your questions,
This might be the last time I pay my attention.

Thorns of Affection

In the dying face of once a mighty sun,
Under the glorious rain,
Embrace the thorns,
Like you've never been.

Let you be wounded,
Let the scars remain,
The priceless remembrance,
Of how hard the struggle had been.

Relax the bare knuckles of your fist,
But don't forget to hold and clench your teeth.
You may never know when will you get hit,
By love... the greatest weapon ever made.

Covered by a shell called admiration,
Inside is a thorny affection.
You touch it, you get infected, you can't escape,
It can make you go from calm to erratic.

Love is a poison,
The antidote is your kiss.
So let me drink it,
And touch your lips.

My Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Twinkle twinkle little star,
20 minutes after I fell,
I had to sing twinkle twinkle little star.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I felt I would again fall,
On the side of the road I stopped.
Would like to vomit 3 times but spit blood.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I still have to ride more than a 100 kilomoters,
I need to go back home and drive by myself.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
More than 50 times I sang,
You kept me awake and sometimes laughing,
Inside my helmet I was singing.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
When my eyes about to turn black,
I reduce my speed alot,
But I won't stop singing twinkle twinkle little star,
I was scared if I do I'd collapse.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
You brought me home alive.
And made me realize,
I was alone and had to survive,
Twinkle twinkle little star,
What a time to be alive.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I sang the lyrics not perfect but your tune is enough,
You give me strength and fun when I am about to give up,
You walked me home like a baby in a strap.

Keyboard

I have a keyboard and it's mechanical,
It can change its lights from crazy to normal.
It is also soft and accurate,
Has keys that can last up to 30 million hits.

It's so perfect to use in gaming,
Never failed to keep me winning.
But even the most perfect thing,
Can sometimes be disappointing.

It doesn't have a numpad,
The place we look for numbers if we need it fast.
A very basic thing it should've had,
It is irritating, sometimes made me mad.

Our life is like this keyboard,
We thought it was perfect in our own accord.
Time will come we will discover,
There's something we lack sooner or later.

The keyboard is as is but we can change,
Since life is dynamic not a block of plastic.
For the keyboard we might accept and live with it,
However in life we have a choice to be happy and lit.

What are the chances

I'm so sorry I was too selfish,

Thinking I am the only one who has feelings.

I forgot to look at my surroundings,

Neglecting the fact that I still have friends.

Last Friday I went to church,

Hoping I'll see your eyes.

Maybe not but what are the chances,

I'll take the 1 percent that's all I got.

I was not able to see you,

You said you went there 6 am too.

But I can feel it,

I know you were there.

I don't know but it hurts,

It seems suddenly you have lost confidence, 

And dropped your trust,

Well I can't blame you, I just crashed.

This poem has lost its rhyme,

I never intended this to have a fancy one.

I just want to have my feelings expressed,

Where have you been when I needed you best?.

I know to you I am nobody,

After all friends is what are we,

Or maybe less than that.

But to me you are something,

I know I am still wounded, 

But just give me permission,

A GO signal and I'll fight for it.

Bisayang Hilomon

Kami mga tao na hilumon,
Dali ra mu-tando pero lisod tugkaron.
Sa inyong panan-aw kami dili lingaw,
Pero among huna huna naglupad lupad nas babaw.

Dili mi adik,
Gusto lang gyud mig tahimik.
Mutubag kung pangutan-on,
Pero dili mutingog kung dili nimo storyahon.

Among gina huna-huna among isulti,
Dili mi gusto maka sakit ug babae.
Bahala nag tawgon mi nimo ug arte,
Basta ang amo dili jud mi magpalabi.

Storya lang mo ug ayo,
Basta dili mi mubadlong ninyo.
Kay lahi pud sa among ulo,
Nagdagan dagan namis pluto.

Kami sensitibo,
Pero ang imahinasyon wild kaayo.
Makahimo mig storya,
Bisan pag dili matulog, bisan pag gamata.

So ayaw gyud ug kumpyansa,
Kay basin samtang kita nag ila ila.
Sa among huna huna,
Basin nag buwag nata.

Free Verse 1: Snow flake

I tried to walk--
In this traditional block.
A very narrow street--
One false move is never taught.
I finished it but never found what I wanted--
Intentions never talk.

Isn't a snowflake cousin of a spider web--
Or so I strongly believe they are related.
If they are not I wouldn't get mad--
I will be more happy than sad.
Just imagine the number of snowflakes falling--
Is the same number of spiders making them.

Opps I did a blow to the spiders--
So now you will be calling me racist.
A guy who hates something you don't--
So based on your standards I am now evil.

It's okay--
I know you had a couple of petpeeves anyway.
And if you will call me a racist--
I will be glad I can now call you a hypocrite.

Barren Hopes

Their eyes like a spear ready to stab me,

Since they judged me by my aridity.

They also said I am useless,

Doesn't have dreams, or things to accomplish.

Aren't you the same guys that always directs me what to do?,

From the beggining I already gave up my dreams for you.

And after I got stucked in the middle of the maze from your directions,

You tell me to escape on my own. 

Now I am in a maze,

On a game I am not familiar.

Can't carry on the trial,

Since I lack evidence for the tribunal.

We are fond of reading about other's life,

Believing those are the most guiding styles.

So we keep on waiting for the sign,

Leaving what we really feel behind.

I have found something different on someone,

But she believes on the context,

And I believe on none.

I think I like her,

But I don't think that's what she feels.

I hate it but that's the deal.

I'll just have to accept it, after the tears.

If only there's a switch I can reach,

Then I wouldn't be here. 

I would go somewhere,

Where being alone is not a disease,

Nor a cold feeling of partnerless.

Refurbished

No one wants refurbished,
They labaled it as defective, a tarnished.
Well it's justifiable,
Anyway justice varies to each person not same for all.

What wrong have I done?,
Or have I even wronged someone?,
I once had a peaceful life,
That's all I ever wanted, Was that a crime?.

I never thought I would,
But I did fall on the ground.

Fell short--- never noticed,
I suddenly skid the ground with my face.
I wanted but can't stop the momentum,
I guess that wasn't a very smart option,
Since in life we'll have to move and carry on.

I still have to go home,
It hurts but I must.
Then I realize there are things we just want to do before but have to do today.
The things we take for granted,
The feelings we tend to forget.

No one wants refurbished,
I will surely remember those who stayed.
And mark those who didn't.
For they wanted a brand new shit,
But they themselves are refurbished.

Selfmade Prison

In this world full of surprises,
We can't deny our attitude towards life matters.
Just like a chain that binds us to something,
They said it tethers us to suffering.

But If you look at it in a different way,
You will be able to see,
The chain that binds us to pain,
Is the same one that helds us from falling.

You got hurt and yes you've been crying,
But after the tears has dried out, Then what are you planning?.
With anger your heart will just be eaten,
With sorrow your life will dim.

You can't feel without touching,
But you know you have a heart beating.
You look at yourself low and poor,
Yet you are definitely someone's treasure.

Don't let your life in vain,
Trying to live in the past, which will just bring pain.
At the end of the day, You are your own hero.
A brave soul who tried your best against your foe.

It's not bad to let your feelings arouse,
Do what you want to cry your heart out.
Just don't miss and forget to move on,
Don't be a stagnant on your self made prison.

Not an Orphan

I once saw a man,
Still standing after the rain was gone.
His face and beard soaked wet,
Shoe laces untied, messed up, disarranged.

He's looking far,
As if he doesn't care---
of the things that are just near,
He's not moving, never he will.

He's just silent,
As if he can't speak.
What's on his mind at the moment?,
Or has his mind has a dent?.

Somebody said he's an observer,
The people who watches heaven and hell.
Was he been there?,
We don't know, We never will.

His existence is a complete enigma,
Nor why he is still standing after the gale.
We can't even tell if he's a winner,
Or just a wounded loser.

One thing is sure,
His scars, a pure mark of valor.
He is orphaned by a fake devotion,
But tomorrow he'll find his savior.

For now he is, But someday he won't be an orphan.
Be it storm or annihilation, He will not be broken.
He won't be shattered, Never will.

Stigma on an Undaunted Sun

Mga panghupaw sa akong pakyas na kagahapon,
Nahimong mga pangandoy nga daw bitoon,
Pirmi ko makita sa kalangitan,
Pero bisan kanus-a dili gyud nako mahawiran.


Gitinguha pag kab-ot,
Nagpatuga tuga bisan ug wala koy labot.
Sagdi lag wala ko nimo giimbitar,
Basta ang importante makadungog ka sa akong tukar.


Daghan niingon ayaw palabi ug pamotbot,
Pero ako dili magpaboot,
Aha raba na kung ikaw akong makab-ot,
Gamay ra na nga risko para sa gugma mong maanindot.


Andam kong gakson kasakit ug kauwaw,
Basta ikaw lang maminaw.
Mukanta bisag yabag,
Ang kasing kasing kong ogag.


Gapanikad, gitinood hangtod maabot.
Hapit na masulbad and utok kung gubot.
Nagkadool, nibati ko ug kahago,
Pero unsaon taman dili ko gyud matago.
Akong gugma sa imo akong i-hangyo.


Sobra kainit sa bitoon pero wala koy labot,
Bisan pa akong lawas masunog, mapagod.
Wala ko gyud damha,
Nga kung kanus-a nakab-ot taka,
Wala nay nahabilin sa akoa.


Akong lawas hurot na,
Kasing kasing kung basa karun nauga.
Way nahabilin nga duga,
Bisan unsaon ug puga.


Ug diay ako usa ra ka stigma,
Usa rako ka pugnit na mantsa sa maputli mong bistida.
Kay bisan kanus-a,
Dili mahimong mag uban and pungkol ug ang gitara.

April Fools

We usually think we know it all,
Anticipate things as though we can see the future.
But there's a point in our life we stumble,
Lose balance, trip and sometimes fall.
For the moment we are sure and confident,
Is the weakest moment for us all.

It's quite ironic that we can feel the wind,
Though we can't see it touch our skin.
Same as thinking our feeling is mutual inside,
Only to end up realizing you have love,
They only have pride.

As the old quotes said,
"We can never clench our teeth if it doesn't exist".
So then it's hard to hold on to something,
If that something has already been misplaced.

"Life is unpredictable"
It's a famous line used by so many people,
Though the meaning is different after all.
Who would have thought,
The only reason while I am still standing and holding on,
Will push me to the brink of my extinction.

Let me tell you what it's like,
To be me when you broke my heart.

It was half past seven,
When I realized what you were thinking.
When it sink in to me all I can hear is silence,
And it's like a needle pricking my ears.

I can see my workmates talking,
But can't hear the words they are saying.
I can't even distinguish the color of what they are wearing,
My eyes getting darker and darker,
Oh Yeah, it's normal. Since it's half past seven.

April one was supposed to be fun,
It's the time of the year when we can touch the sun,
But why do I feel the joke is gone.

After all the years we've been I was not able to forsee,
It's not the clowns but the joke is on me.