Kwadrong Kalawakan
Sa kwadrong ito ng usok at nota
Pinupuno ko ang gutom na sikmura
Habang nilulunod ng iba ang gunita
Puppets
They were always made
to become shadows
to be discarded
by the string pullers
The Age I Longed For
Now that I'm 28, I wonder why have I been longing for numbers all these times and hoping something miraculous happens.
Maybe it's time, I make my own miracles.
Ang Dilim, Gabi at ang Pag-ibig
Nakapagpapabulag ng busilig sa mata
Ako’y pinahimbing hanggang dapit-umaga
Mga tala’y naglalamay sa puntod ng pagsinta.
Lampara
Iisipin mo din na salamat sa mga sugat at gasgas kasunod ng malalim na paghinga
Dahil dito ay natututo tayo na bumangon nang mag-isa
At kung natuto ka nang bumangon ay isama mo din sila
On Love
She's in love,
with a man who adores her,
cherishes her imperfections,
cuddles her on and off.
Yet she's afraid to love, to lose
Coffee, Life and Humanity
It was a dark night, and the dawn came wet and cold, it was miserable. In a way the drizzle was worse than real rain, leaving spots on eyeglasses and windshields.
I will never say: I love you
I'm chasing the honesty of a faintly audible whisper
appearing in a dream, in which I confess to
and confess my gratitude of walking into you
Jesus and How He Must Have Felt (V3)
I creak up these outside stairs
to my apartment after an all-night drunk,
cheap Tesco's Windsor Castle
London Dry Gin—on the rocks.
The Life Of A Candy Bar
Almost home, he passed kids playing and wrecking havoc in Mr. Almond Joys yard, though he didn't seem to joyed. Mrs. Hershey was already home awaiting their evening together and out on the town to Fifth Ave. place.
Rain and Coffee
Something happened. Her thoughts collapsed like the switching off of a hologram projector. Claudia stepped out of character. No, it was she, who wanted to be the girl in the Baker’s arms. But not in the present, at a different time.
Fake
The world is full of fact and fiction even in antiquity which have been publicly documented, from claims to victory, assassination plots, to religious distortions, and artistic excellence, to name a few.
Most Poems
Most poems are pounded out
in emotional flesh, sometimes
physical skin scalped feelings.
Art and Generosity. Oddly Enough
They were immigrants, and dressed neatly, but the man’s right shoe had tape wrapped around the toe. And the little girl’s dress was spotless and neat but worn at the elbows.
Duyan
Ikaw sintay aking iniibig
Sa bawat lambing dalang kilig
Gustong umawit kahit mali ang tono
Kahulugan sateng mga oo
Mahal sakin ikaw ay sapat