Sprocket
I have mastered stitching back my stitches
Plastering back my cracks
Gluing back as many pieces as I can
And I need no one to hand me my tools
I need no care to run my machine
Open
Today, I am letting you go
as I free myself
from the phantom bond
that binds us.
Mare Tama Na – Martina
Sa tanghalia'y hapag ko ang bigat ng konsensiyang pasan-pasan ng dib-dib kong naninikip.
Kailan sila titigil? Hindi ko batid.
Paulit-ulit, nakakasira, nakakapundi.
You, Myself and Us
We're growing on separate ways
I'm sad that we can't just embrace
I think this is our fate
I Left My Heart In The Philippines
I may be amazed of the hills in Azores,
But I'd be happier rolling down the hills of Batanes.
Panamuh
Iniwan ako,
Iniwan ang kahapong tila panaginip na natapos,
Natapos na animo'y bangungot na kung muling maibabalik ay aking nanaising lumisan na lamang,
On The Ball
On The Ball is a poem written by Kevin Rein and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of November. On The Ball I’m done crying over spilled milk Now I need to get back in shape…
Nighttime Grey
I loved that you were so full of life
But I was saddened when suddenly things changed
The moon started to crack like weeping
And I wept too
I'm still that kid
I’m Allergic to People
Sometimes when I explore these things in my mind I feel like I'm torturing myself 'coz I couldn't care less.
All these years I have been a brain of many thoughts.
Tissues and Crookedness
This is just a daydream.
Can you pick your phone back once more?
Dial my number for the first time in nine years.
Say your hello again and I'll say mine sweeter.
Dapit-hapon
paano ko nanaising magpatuloy kung sa bandang huli ay maraming mawawala?
sapat na sakin ang dalawampu't walong taon na nasilayan ko ang kariktan ng daigdig,
Late Night Conversation
And I can't get over you.
I cannot just erase you in my mind.
I cannot just unlove the spirit that lives in your chest,
and just like how you vanished,
I cannot convince myself that you were just a mirage from a lucid dream.