Liham Para Sa Nawalang Sarili
Patawad sa panahong inuna ko ang kaligayahan ng iba.
Sa pagkakataong ito ikaw naman ang pipiliin ko.
His Love Swung Low
His love swung low
Gathering me up
Leaving nothing behind
Broken pieces and busted edges
Acknowledging my need to heal
raw dallop of honey
“you're dead on your own footing;
now, go back to raw self-preserving”
Bold Present
Culture is growth until it fractures
progress with duress and fails to impress.
Culture is relevant until made remnant
when it tortures people’s existence.
Bejewelled
And it will take bigger scales
to weigh out the quantities
we will need to survive.
Corner of my mind
I get a feeling of good old days when I was alive with lots of questions
Then unanswered.
Aniridia
Yet only when a heart grows bold to unfold
vulnerability will reformation turn worry
and rejection into love’s affirmation.
Akda ng isang bata
Hirap ako
Hirap na aluhin ang sarili ko
Napagod ako.
Naririnig ko parin ang paghikbi.
Perfextion
What do I do with this suicidal lust?
How can I live with this festering greed?
Buhay Na Libro
Tipong hindi nila nakikita sa iba
Pero tangan parin ng isip nila
Kahit hindi ka nila kasama
Elegant Deception
We cast our votes in Incredulous
motions and Bleed our incomes
in the palms of the few elites
who Perspire lies on our Egregious
screens conspiring with Insanity as a means!
Puff Of Smoke
He waved a stick called a wand
and a puff of blue smoke came out,
like magic.