Ang naging tanging tanglaw
ng tulad kong naligaw
sa kahapon ay ikaw

Wagas ang paglilingkod
Sa bayan niyang sinisinta.
Nagsilbing pananggalang
Ng mga sugatang paa.

Walang pag-iimbot
Na hatid ang bawat galaw.
Katapatan niya'y 'di matinag
Sa baluwarte niyang saklaw.

Siya ay anak-dalita
Kaya may puso sa maralita.
Hinirang dahil may bilang
At hindi lang puro salita.

Maaga man ang paglisan
Habambuhay magmamarka
Bansag na "Reyna ng Tsinelas"
Na kanyang naipinta.

Thoughts are gloomy,
Filled with empitness.
Words were unspoken,
If not, uttered in vain.

The love is fading.

Hearts bleed in cracks.
Gone are the days
That hands once caressed,
Lost in the void.

The love is fading.

Dreams dropped down
Shattered with uncertainties.
Tears with black stain
Left a symphony of endless pain.

My love we are fading.

Every piece that I birth
reflects the tormented
shadows of my unsung
laments. A framed memories
with different scars and
dreams of sadness.
Penning purged my soul
to a color drained future.
Left a vivid picture of
a safe place to leave a mark.
Free from the fear of the unknown.

Time to burn
the old book with
gloomy chapters.
The one with
full of griefs and
broken promises.  
The old one that
was once
my life.
Time to write
a new one.
With a new
story line.
New characters
that will add a
twist out of the blue.
A new story
where there is always
me and you.

A place filled with toxicity.
Influence speaks with fluency.
Flaws are under scrutiny.
Opinions are mutiny.

Gossiping is trendy
and always up to date.
Colleagues are user-friendly,
greedy and full of hate.

If only I could stay at home
with no worries or headache, I would.
But it would be best to stay calm
while in this place, for family's sake.

We are currently
living in a world
wherein
personal interests
far outweigh
the moral values.

Burning passion
from his heart
sets the pace
of his will
to reach
greater
heights
by
God's grace.

For them
she is a
dark, vile, and cruel
entity.

A living embodiment
of vanity.

For me, she is a WITCH
and a *****.

W-oman
I-n
T-otal
C-ontrol of
H-erself

      B-eautiful        
I-ntelligent
T-alented
C-harming
H-ell of a Woman

Her elegant gaze
astonishes
the wicked souls
of desire.  

Her simplicity
transcends
the beauty
of a goddess.

And yet
she offers
her nakedness.

Not her body
but her
authentic soul
for me to write on.

You are,

a shepherd that
guides the sheep
to the right path.

You are,

a key that unlocks
the students mind,
for them to
reach greater heights.

You are,

a blueprint to
mold our minds.

You are a teacher
and you are one
of a kind.

Stunned
by her sweet smile.
Inspired
by her angelic eyes.
Behind her
poignant lines
her adorable soul
truly lies.

She is
a true artist
with a masterpiece
that stained across
amaranthine skies.

Your simplicity
is like
a flame.

That's why
them moths
are drawn
to you.

They honor
and adore
your name.

A memento
that natural
beauty
is true.

In the first place some should've never begun.
It is easy to destroy than to build one.
A domain that worst things can creep in.
A cure and also a poison from within.

At the core, there is no room for selfishness;
Just unconditional commitment,
-nothing more and nothing less,
In some degree,
it can be bounded by unhealthy desire.
But to endure pain for the sake of it,
is baptism by fire.

It takes cues from our senses.
It is more than everything we see.
But one thing is for certain,
in this domain, there is always you and me.

My heart was pounding
when you said yes.
Now here I am getting
dressed to impress.
This is it, the moment
is ours.
Let's both mark
these precious hours.

I promise, I'll do my best
to make you smile.
Knowing me is worth
your while.
I like you girl, you
know I do.
I hope you feel the
same way too.

Then she said

I just want to have fun
with you.
We're only young once
it's true
but it would be a mistake,
to fall in love with me
on a first date.

She is a rose
who writes from pain.

And still her pieces are
sweetly played in tune.

Her petals are what makes
her a unique artist,
standing out among the flowers.

She can spread her fragrance
a million miles.

Her words are prickly thorns
that will always remind you
of her unforeseen value.

I hope you see her true beauty
is from within..

Because I do...

Soft is digital,
no physical space.
Can be manipulated
in different ways.

Hard is physical,
requires no electricity.
Cannot be manipulated.
Provides more authenticity.

He can dance with  the beats
of his own heart.

While climbing
  high up
in the skyscraper.

There lies his
endless
glory.

Up there he
dwells
  to conquer.

Fighting against the
  pain of lingering loss,
  while memories
    still burns bright.

Reflecting beneath
  the longing nightfall.

Dropping the old to pave
  the path for the new.

Gazing at the beauty
  of a new future ahead as
  letting go of the past

And the time when
  there was me and you.

Her sparkling eyes
  are a beautiful diversion.

Demeanor is hell-bent
  to dazzle one's paradigm.

A princess of fantastic mirage
that will sell you a dream within
  a dream.

Her sleight of hand makes a
  mystical impact.

She's from a place of faith,
  from where lies her true beauty.

Her magic will resonate
  within the hearts of many.