Alam ko naman kung ano ang patutunguhan.
Ngunit paano makararating kung ang bawat hakbang ay mas mabigat pa sa mga delubyong pasan?

If my love for you were a dollar,
I'd have a lot of gold;
if my love for you were an iceberg,
the world would be freezing cold.

If my love for you were a flower,
gardens would be everywhere;
and if my love for you were power,
I'd rule the world without despair.

Perhaps it wasn't just his right eye that was blind,
Perhaps it was his,
Moral compass,
And his heart, a little, too.

Turn your pain
In to poetry....
Sorrow
Unto songs
Let them be
Word clouds
That passes by

But pleasure...
It's a platitude...
That need
No appraisals
A flower that blooms
Oblivious of its
Beauty and scent

Pinipili ng mga mata ko
ang nais nitong makita
sapagkat tanda ko noon
lahat ay sadyang tinitignan
lahat ay gusto nitong masilayan at
maobserbahan ngunit ngayon
parang nais na lamang
pumikit at manirahan sa dilim

Pinipili ng mga mata ko*
ang nais nitong makita
at ikaw ang napili ng mga ito
kahit ang pakiramdam ay parang
nasa dilim ngunit maliwanag at kitang-kita
na iba ang dahilan
kung bakit ika’y masaya
at kapiling ang iba