Raindrops, accompanied by morning coffee’s aroma
Ice cubes and cola, that galaxy on the surface of the fizzing soda
The smell of old books, while reading as you sat on a sofa
Simple joys, euphoria, now free your mind from the entire enigma
Rasasvada, the taste of bliss in the absence of all thought
Maybe the mental state in which your mind experiences drought
People watching, people praying, people playing,
people like droids
Over the course of history, we’ve discovered hundreds of thousands of asteroids
The first one is Ceres; now ask yourself, “Do I exist”?
Are you suffocated by the alienating effect of urban life;
which you still can’t resist?
Inside the neon-soaked metropolis, transgression,
and the ignorance of youth
Truth realizes itself; and that is the truth
Dusk falls, starry night, the slumbering dark will rise
What made you think that you are wise and that you’d never compromise?
It is only while the city sleeps that you can understand its heaviness
Of what? The weight of your consciousness
It was once said that the smallest thing that you’d see is human kindness
And if not, what else will explain mankind and his varied emptiness
Death defies and completely violates the laws of the universe
The prophets did not write their words on papers, in a verse
They are engraved inside the minds of street hooligans and space vagabonds
Wars don’t end wars, trivial things, and worshiping new gods with brands
Humanity, please keep your sanity.
Regress towards simplicity and put away your vanity
People watching, people praying, people playing,
people who forgot what it means to ‘be’
The ebb and flow of life are as strange as
the creases on your sweater
You, a slave of order, creature of magnificent wonder
A being who seeks purpose and solace, in your thoughts you dwell
So long, tonight I hope you sleep well
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 3:23 PM UTC
Tulala sapagkat walang ginagawa,
sa maghapong oras ay nagdaraan
Tulala sapagkat napapagal,
buong araw sa trabaho ay inilalaan
Tulala sapagkat sawi,
puso ay humahangos at puno ng pighati
Tulala sapagkat nabigla,
may gantimpala, sa mukha nakapinta ang ngiti
Ito nalang marahil ang tanging pahinga ng isip,
panahon na walang alintana
Masasabi mo nalang ang “bahala na” na nagmula pala sa pariralang “Kay Bathala na”
Ang pagtingin sa kawalan ay para ring
mahimbing na tulog sa gabi-
Gabing mga suliranin na ninanais mo nalang kitilin
at itago ang labi
At kahalintulad din nito ang bagong umaga na ang hudyat ay ang sikat ng araw-
Araw **** pagpapaalala sa iyong sarili na matapos ang unos, bahaghari ay lilitaw
Libu-libong berso at pangungusap na ang nagawa
para gunitain ang pag-ibig
Ngunit bakit bihira ang para sa isip na hindi ito naiisip,
isip na puno ng ibang ligalig
Ang literatura ba sa kanila ay sadyang mailap? Hindi inilaan sa kundiman
Kung hindi man, ay para saan?
Iwaglit na ang mga sapantaha,
sapagkat ang tulang ito ay nagawa na
Tula para sa mga tulala, tula para sa akin, sa iyo, at sa kanila
At hayaan **** ang isip ng isang tulala ay maglayag
Bagamat tahimik, tiyak na marami itong ipahahayag
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC
i swear I'd forget all my emotions for you
from afar, in an instant
just like how suddenly it came to me
(like) a burning star, quick and distant
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
Ako ay mag-isang naglalayag
Sa malawak na karagatan
At ika'y nasilayang
Kumakaway sa dalampasigan
Ang iyong ngiti
Ay parang sa sinag ng araw
Kaya't nang ikaw ay umalis
Maihahalintulad
Sa paglisan ng buwan
Sa madilim na gabi
At doon ko nalaman
Ang kahulugan ng
Kalungkutan
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
There's one thing that I'm dying to know
Your midnight thoughts, what do they seem
A traveler's delight is a flight inside your mind
Not knowing them feels like I'm blind
Take my hand, let's take a nap on top of a cloud
Take my hand, let's go higher above the sky
With constellations beneath our feet
And turn the cosmos into a street
Forget the ocean that brought us apart
When you're overthinking
Let me sail with your thoughts
And wake you up from this sleepless rain
Take me inside your head
Let me see the stars inside your mind
Let's wait for them to make sense
Before this gentle night ends
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 6:42 AM UTC
Pink— a hue that I have never used to color my walls
as I have always been surrounded by quiet and echoing halls
Tougher than the words that came from their mouths
left me alone with nothing but countless doubts
Years were spent to build the cover
only for you to break it after the summer was over
You looked deep into my eyes for a moment
and made me feel that these scars are not permanent
The universe is not in the pursuit to smother me
but many times, I have seen the twisted side of reality
Day by day, I saw a man inside of me
however, that is not how I'm supposed to be
Unfold the mysteries that I have been trying to hide from myself
Show me the real me, maybe I really need this kind of help
Embrace me until I form into a butterfly that I should have been before
Dream with me and make me realize that pink is a beautiful color
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
Minsan na bang naglaro sa iyong isipan
na sa bawat araw na nagdaraan
ikaw lamang ang mayroong kakayahan
na makapagpatakbo sa iyong kinabukasan?
Mula sa pagmulat ng iyong mata,
sa liwanag na iyong nakikita; ikaw ba'y nagtataka?
Na bakit ang isang katulad mo ang nabiyayaan
na makapaglakad sa mga malamig na sementadong daan?
Gayong sa iyo naman ay walang kakaiba.
Teka, wala nga ba talaga?
Sa bawat dugo na pinahintulutang sa iyo ay dumaloy
malaman mo sanang nalunasan mo ang aming panaghoy
Huwag mo sanang isipin na nawawalan ka ng karamay
sapagkat ako'y narito, handang iabot ang aking kamay
Sa iyong mga mata, nawa'y masalamin ko pa ang kinabukasan
ang ngiti sa iyong mga labi, huwag sanang lumisan
sapagkat, kaibigan
narito kami upang ikaw ay tulungan
Sabay nating hintayin ang hinaharap,
baka sakaling doon ay matapos na ang paghihirap
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
I thought that I knew about everything already
Then you entered my life and made me realize that I don't.
I am not one in a million,
but I am one with the million
There's nothing special about myself,
my eyes do not shine when I talk about stuff I like,
my hair does not cascade perfectly on my back,
my lips are chapped and my words are dry,
I talk from different people's perspective as I cannot tell mine,
I am empty and there's nothing special about me
And then you came along.
My eyes reflected on yours as you looked at them
while I talk about stuff that I like;
my hair does not cascade perfectly on my back,
but each strand fly poking your face;
my lips are chapped, but with yours on top of it— they're not;
my words are dry, but you watered them like flowers;
I started talking on my own perspective and lately,
I've been talking about myself a lot
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
I was sitting in my porch
Forgot that dreams run on roads
I'm a withering flower
My bloom has not started;
yet it ended so soon
And the lines of the years
were drawn on my face
I believe that it is not too late
But what else can I add on this pallete
Age added up, my friend
I am just beginning to realize
That all people who I'm with
are all walking ahead of me
I wish I had took the first step
When it was needed long ago
Wish me luck on my journey
Maybe, I will not be able to climb mountains anymore
But what matters most,
is that I walked with those who are behind me before
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC
When I searched,
I found you
When I was lost,
you found me
Was it fate?
Or was it empathy?
I'd rather call it "fortune"
Because when I met you
I could have been standing on a different place
But I was there;
Where you were stirring a hot coffee,
looking outside the window
as you carefully observed the raindrops
That moment;
Indeed, I am lucky.
If this was really just a coincidence,
it is very strong in this one
You gave me hope in state of despondency
Guess what?
You are the cure to my misery
And for that,
I know that I am lucky.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC