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.