Shall I disclose my mind
With these lines be sent unto thee
And unto thy passive eloquence
How lustrous thou art
That may the angels of Heaven sin
And the Goddesses of myth
With envy
For thy innocent complexion
More bright and radiant
Than the paleness of morning skies
And the meager sun
And dull crystals of night
Thou art defiant to the lights of world
When thy moral'd hues emitted—
What flawed and honest fairness
Strained not by the fires of mortal eyes
Thou hast none of ornament
Nor hast the looms of gaud
Nor thou wilt decline by eternal times
And not will thy ethereal color end
For death is nulled when thou shinest
But I, thou wilt not see
For what a dimm'd shadow
I am before thee
O please, wilt thou?
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 7:51 PM UTC
The world is but a safe place
And of no tears and bruises
When each of the mortals
Is a shadow of the Heaven
And a lover of his land
Of his seas
Of his trees
When the volcanoes do not wrath
Or the earth never shakes
Or the skies refuse to be eaten by darkness
And roars of the clouds
When the sins are never born
When the flesh is pleasured by love
Not by the lust and untrue
When the tongues never lie
And eyes never judge
When the stars don't die
When the ghosts don't grudge
When the people
Is the limbs graciously sway
With the flow of rhythms
When golds and diamonds
Are nothing but stones
Than the worth of a living
When breads and rice
Are for all who starves
When the ground of a lady
And that of a man
Are perfect and even
When supremacy is not a maiden
A beauty and violent
That the bloods would woo
When the crowns and the straw hats
Are woven alike
When there is nothing to be cleansed
Like a sickness
Or a taint
Or a fear
The world is but a safe place
When all the dreams can live
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 11:07 PM UTC
As the lost heart did wander
Eyed a glimpse of Heaven
'Tis in a flesh of a human
And with the name of a lady
And when its head turned to me
I could see the angels
Through the eyes of its,
They play the melodies of lyre—
A pleasant music
Which persuades and of attraction
The Heaven of that high
That no man could get nigh
My soul dreamt of having
The wings and to fly—
Away from the shade of my own
Beyond my spectral shadows
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 9:00 PM UTC
Out of the shadows, thou dost
After all times that thou lorned;
I hate mirrors and thee most
When fourteenth sun doeth horn—
When bright roses all afire'th
And sugars playeth with the air,
I condemn this very life
Whom of envy and unfair,
The lyrics from every tongue
Of just happy and in love,
To me biteth as the fang
Of thy serpent, of my scythe!
The scent of February
And its fortnight willeth come,
Subtle shade of jealousy
Upon all the Earth and man
Oh Valentine, thou hurteth
Thy caitiff flesh and spirit!
Oh, the fourteenth sun shall set
And our roads are to split!
Wilt thou come again?
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 8:29 PM UTC
Siyang nagsisilbing tahanan at ilaw
At buhay nitong sangkalangitang bughaw
Ay s'yang sa pag-ibig ng anak ay uhaw
'Pagkat kasaysayan ng bandila't araw
Ay 'di na singtingkad at nakasisilaw
Mayroong bayani't magiliw na supling
Mandirigmang hahayo at magigiting
Ngunit mga lilong anak ay mayr'on din
Banyaga ang dila't hindi sasambitin
Ang panata sa inang dapat mahalin
Awit ng puso ni Inang Maralita
Na mula sa luha, pag-irog, salita
Ay hindi kaylanmang dininig ng madla
Na nukal sa bayan subalit ang sutla
Ng kasuota'y kay Ina'y 'di nagmula
Ang inang mayaman sa ganda ng ngiti
Ay nagkukubli sa likod ng pighati
Palibhasa ay dalita sa pagbati
At pagmamahal ng anak na lumaki
Sa yakap ni Pilipinas hanggang huli
Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 11:47 PM UTC
When trees could all stand,
With the beasts of finest fangs;
Erased by a bang
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 10:52 AM UTC