Write her a letter

I reckoned it's about time

For words are most cherished during a dip in chaos

For laughter and glee are things that was better ignored

Make yourself heard

For your sorrow are just the tip

For you couldn't make it

For what it may have been

Well, who's counting?

This is not the end

You've been carrying a broadsword

From which you hold reversed by hand

No sheath, no blip

No armors, no sticks

No friend to hold you dear

And you just tried to breath

So much for a happy ending

Yeah. With tears on your bed

Skipping things to get a puff

Relaxing... Anything else?

Sa lahat ng bagay, Alpabeto ; Ako ay si, Talangka

=== SA LAHAT NG BAGAY ===

Sa lahat ng bagay, iyong pag-igihan

Hindi lang sa iisa, hindi lang sa iilan

Marami kang kayang gawin kaibigan

Ang sarili'y 'wag mong limitahan

Pag-igihan mo sa bahay, sa trabaho't lipunan

Ang iyong pagkatao'y may likas na kakayahan

'Wag kang susukong tumuklas

Na tila isang batang musmos na sabik lumakas

Batang wala pang muwang

Batang walang kapaguran

Batang gagawin ang lahat

Maabot lang ang nais sa kawalan

Sa lahat ng bagay, pag-igihan mo lang

Hindi ka nag-iisa. Hindi ka lubusang nag-iisa

May gagabay sa'yo, maghanap ka lang

Kaibigan o pamilya, maabot mo 'yan

Veiled by the Spirit

The one veiled with the spirit.
Do these people seem immortal? Don't they make mistakes? What are they exactly?
To be veiled by the spirit, what must you possess?
Could you consider someone lost?
Were was the spirit to be exact?

Veiled by the spirit. Says the lot.
Veiled by the spirit I say not.
Foretold it was wrong. It was a glacier in the flame.
The mirror image in the drought.
The broken glass where it clot

Veiled by the spirit.
What a funny thing to say.
Nothing more than a mortal's eye
Veiled by the spirit.

I only had hoped it end in time.

Marionette

Credit to: Wikipedia

Blame it on me
For I am the guilty
The one strucked by fate
Seen through misfortunate gates

Blame it on me
For I stand in the front lines
The sole actor in the crowd
The stain fetched from the ground

Blame it on me
For the red strings were detached
My marionettist has gone
And set of eyes has been cast

Blame it on me
For the lies I believed
The pain I conceived
For it is I that hath bleed

Blame it on me
For I let myself be controlled
Placed in a trash
Left in a hole

~ end ~

Scream 2.0

I wanted to talk

Not through these gadgets

Not through fancy techs

I wanted to sit beside someone

Not with virtual hugs

Not with their online presence

A human incubator could bring back life

Can't we do the same here and now?

So I could still speak while I can

Yes we are now all connected

But blinded by the illusion

That within this web we intertwine

Then I'm posting this up

Very ironic as it may seem

Well, what choice do I have

No one hears this voice even if it screams

~ End ~

Photo credit: demonbotosai

HangOver

Nauseous feeling that kept me awake for so many nights

The chills that it gave from dusk ‘til the sun shun bright

“I miss you” was the only thought I repeatedly chant

Longing for the soul that made me lose interest of what’s at hand

Mines

There has been a lot of thing that comes and go
Lives lost in an instant, dreams flew like a boat
Shivers are spent, burns are then kept
But what was it again? Is it to find one's self?

Loud and annoying are the ways I saw
A clear path, I kissed the ground from every plow
Treasure it is and surely it will
But it was never a spot that could be seen in this field

I gasp for air, and it was deep and stretched
A repetitive motion that has been lurking there in the mist
Could it be life knocking and trying to hit my senses?
Or it was death inviting my curiosity for it is I he misses?

There was light in each step
A silent breeze that's not too cold nor too hot
At the end of each side were dark and bright
Whispering the thoughts that I said that night

Hear ye! Hear ye! Says the announcer
Look at the mines and observe the diggers
Hear ye! Hear ye! Like from the newspapers
One dead, one stabbed and a family murdered

I tried hard and practiced to be a miner
But all I saw are trash from both ends of this land
Surely we could still find precious treasures
Before it's too late and the majority to end

Lost

Confused indeed I am.

Lingering the moment which I know nothing about. Kinda like Jon Snow.

Trying hard. Yes it's in the affirmative.

But every time I tried I end up failing.

It was like, Fuck I'm old,

But the misery won't end.

For every shit I told

I get more than a thousand fold.

I miss writing, I miss my co-writers as well.

As fast as we build, goes fast as we fell.

I tried writing so many times. Trying to get at least a portion of that old self

But it ends up unfinished, like the governments crap

I don't know where I'm going.

I'm not even sure if I'm aware of what I'm writing.

I'm just here, glaring with a blank stare

Save me. At least I say.

I'm tired with my burden

I'm even too tired to say I hate life.

I work, I play. Without anything to gain

What am I sitting here for?

Damn, I don't know where I am.

Kumentong Lutang

Makaraan ng ilang ulit kong pagiikut-ikot sa iba't-ibang blog. Lagi kong iniisip. Dapat ba 'kong mag-iwan ng aking kuru-kuro sa dulo ng bawat akda? Siguro. Hindi ko alam.

Sabi nila tahimik daw ako. Ang bulung-bulunga'y nakakatamad kausap dahil puro na lamang oo at pag-tango. Ano bang dapat? Lutang na kaisipan ko'y nagtatanong. Magkagayun ma'y ipagpaumanhin mo nalang ang daang tinahak ng pagtanda ko.

Napapagod ka na ba sa puro galit at hiyawan ng sama ng loob? Bahay, lansangan maging sa mga social media. Ano bang meron?

Demokrasya.

Limot na Paalala

Dangal ng aking malawak na mundo

Tinig na kinilala at ilang beses ng nagpatotoo

Sa kabila na ang bansa’y may mabagal na progreso

Ay ang patuloy na pamamayagpag nito sa kabilang ibayo

Darkness

Source: Wikimedia.org

Darkness attracts a community

And for some reason it stays more than it should

But was it there to glimmer?

Walking proud with hands held high?

Martyrs of the Unknown

~ Image Source: Pinterest ~

Bonds so tight it could kill a life

Never brutal but instead, 'twas crucial

A bond rare enough to become an opportunity

Giggles around a life that sings for eternity

I Cried Wolf

~ Image Source ~

Speak thy heart, speak thy mind

Still you'll be fooled and left behind
Trust someone of what they say
For I have seen and am in dismay

Regrets

Shall I compare this to a world in dismay?

What if we did

What if we did not

Whose fault is it for that broken heart

Birthright

Mindless, stupid and carefree
How I wish I've been there to see
Merrily, merrily
You old hags never felt misery

Tahanan

Image Credits to: ColeyPane

Minsan pa’y isa nanamang masalimuot na karanasan

Araw-araw ay nababalot ng hindi magandang alaala

Ngunit mayroong isang lugar kung saan lahat ng ‘toy lumalapat

Natutuwid ang gusot sa tulong ng mga kaakibat

We are United

This was supposed to be an entry in a contest in Symbianize which was themed "Inspired By". Well, I didn't make it in time so I'll just post it here.

This is a poem inspired by Langston Hughes from his work, "I, Too, Sing America"

Image Credit to Joel Yuvienco

SUBJECT : My Last Love Letter

One Month before our 6^th Anniversary…

Perhaps, this would be my last love letter… If you’d consider this one.

First of all, I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for the past that I could continuously cherish for the rest of my life. Thank you for spending most of your spare time with me and of course, thank you for loving me.

Yes, what we had wasn’t perfect but the plans and laughter we had was very nostalgic. It was worth it.

Phoenix

Image Credits to PhOtOnQuAnTiQuE

Hearing your words are like treasures found

You singing songs and I’m totally bound

From your arms and eyes I could not break free

But in my heart I know, with you is where I want to be

Happiness

Image credits to John Morgan

Happiness,

Where can thou art be?

I miss the intense feeling

Where you share your laughter with me

Happiness

Where can thou art be?