Kudos Penos

Pilitin ko man na itago ang nararamdaman ko, hindi ko magawa kasi sa tuwing lalapit ka, parang sa isang iglap lang ay bumubuhos ang mga salita mula sa labi ko. Hindi ko alam. Siguro nga ganito ang nararamdaman ng isang taong nagmamahal. Mahirap alisin sa dibdib, mahirap itago. Wala nang ibang paraan kundi sabihin na lamang. Hindi ko alam.  

Hindi ko namalayan na iniisip na pala kita. Akala ko naaalala ko lang 'yung mga bagay na nangyari sakin sa isang buong araw. Akala ko normal lamang na maglaro ka sa imahinasyon ko dahil bahagi ka ng labing-dalawang oras ko sa kalsada.  Nagtataka lang ako. 'Nung una, isang tipikal na araw lamang ang pagpasok sa opisina. Isang tipikal na oras lamang ang paghikab sa jeep ng dalawang oras. Isang tipikal na minuto lamang ang pagtambay sa cafeteria nang nag-iisa. Pero ngayon parang ang mga bahaging iyon ay hindi na mauulit kasi dumating ka. Nagtataka lang ako. Sanay akong mag-isa. Lahat ata ng bagay ginagawa ko ng walang tulong. Kumakain sa labas ng mag-isa, nagkakape sa labas ng mag-isa, bumibili ng libro mag-isa, tumatambay sa Happy Lemon ng mag-isa. Pero ngayon tinatanong ko sa sarili ko kung pwede ba kitang yayain minsan? Tambay naman tayo.  Nagtataka lang ako. Bago ka dumating, isa akong pribadong tao, misteryoso sa paningin ng iba. Lahat sinasarili ko,

How to love the wind when touches seem to dust away, When every breath is an inch between me and everybody else. How to love you when all it signifies is a storm of disappointments and whirlwind of choices When you're heading north and I am south. But on another book, it says "follow the wind" So I did Even if you're nowhere to be found, I can still feel you. Dreams will become realities and I am ready to cross the River Styx just to find you.

CHASING THE DUSK The echo speaks The horizon runs to the ocean with glee The trees cry for it is goodbye Turning to night when it is dawn The tears are joyous rains That fall down to open lust The dance of bamboo creates a wondrous myth Swaying and giggling and laughing The wind chimes with a whistle of a shadow That chasing the dusk on a full moon bright

I am staring at your beautiful brown eyes Imagining that will also touch my lashes Without a doubt, in my deepest of dreams Securing the peace that's within In this uncertain time where sadness overflowing like fast pacing runner on a field, I will run with you I will breathe the air that is in with you I will surrender all that's left of me to cure your heart Just promise me... To be the man who is willing to stare back at me Even if it means you'll never get to the finish line.

LAST POEM ABOUT YOU... Cool breeze smells like you Rewinding my avalanche of feelings when your name echoes But deep inside, my heart perspires Not of sweat but moist and fogs Beneath the hul-la-ba-loo Your peaceful face will be my haven Beyond wars and battles Your smile is my direction Wishing that on one fine day We will cross paths again Seeing on your starry eyes How love defines my name

Slam poetry vol. 1 (FREE WRITING) PAG-IBIG SA DULO NG LAPIS oo oo ang sinabi mo 'nung una kitang tinanong kung mahal mo ko oo din ang bumulusok mula sa nakangiti kong labi 'nung tinanong mo kung mahal kita ngunit hindi... hindi ang iyong tugon sa tanong kong, KAYA MO BA AKONG IPAGLABAN? hindi din ang sagot ko sa tanong mo na, KAYA MO BA AKONG BITAWAN? Siguro nga pareho lang tayo... Pareho lahat sa mga sagot na nilikha natin Pero tututol ako kapag sinabi nilang magkatugma ang mga tanong natin Lahat ata hindi maari... lahat ata ay di akin. Mabuti na nga lang sa mga panahong hindi ko maintindihan kung may TAYO ba, Naiisip ko na lang ang future na TAYO na. Mali ba? Mali bang maramdaman na kahit sa maikling sandali lang ay naging bahagi ka ng buhay ko? at naging bahagi ako ng buhay mo? kahit isang malaking fuck you ang lahat. natatandaan ko pa 'non, pa-ngiti ngiti ka pa sa harap ko. nahuhuli ko 'yang mga mata mo, lumiliwanag kapag nakikita

Emotions are flowing like a river. River that is wishing to become part of the sky. Like a joyful tears cascading down the boulevard, in this wondrous form of forgiving night. How will the joy revives? Seeing the sky full of stars. How will the dream survives? If the rains are hiding beyond the clouds. How will someone knows he'll be loved? If emotions are flowing like a river.

I remember how I look up the sky, waiting for the stars to fall. Imagining that you'll gonna be in it, in the twinkles beside the moon so bright. Every blink and every shutter leads to just one photograph, developing gradually in the dim of the night. And then lights were all too deep, a chasm of paradise over the eyes too keen. And finally from the moment of great desperation, I saw you... Stars after stars, connecting the blinking lights. There had occurred a seemingly impossibility, But this wonder leads me to thinking,  that forever... Your face will be my constellation.

I wasn't able to post this during holiday seasons. Anyways, here it is.      Is Santa will finally come to town?      "You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout. I'm telling you why..." Most probably you had sung it with joyous laughter and nostalgic smiles thinking that Christmas has already giving massive excitement to everyone most especially when you have thought of spending it with the ones you truly loved. But not everyone has given this kind of opportunity. More often than not, Filipinos (including you) value practicality up to the point when you are ready to exchange series of most celebrated holidays to years of servitude away from your families. But moments later you have trouble remembering when the last live hugs and kisses you had with them were, considering that your mind has only been seeing portraits and virtual images of them for the longest period of time. Others call this a long-distance relationship but I