Two blue stars

                                        ... collided

But never met.

-- colors blended

                                           ,.. but never mixed

The skies are different.


But when they both looked up...


They saw the same heavens.

Huli na nga ba ang lahat
Kailan mo masasabing hindi sapat
Ang bawat piraso ng mga durog na puso
Ang bawat patak ng mga pulang dugo
Umagos kasabay ng mga luha
Sino ang totoong may sala
Isinulat sa pahinang gawa sa tubig
Ang makatotohanan ngunit huwad na pag-ibig
Kailan nga ba naging tama ang mali
Kapag ba wala nang makapitan ang pusong puno ng pighati
Puno ng galit at pagkamuhi
Bakit hinayaang maikubli
Sinong nagbigay ng buong tiwala?
Silang mga nabigo't nasaktan at umasa sa wala
Pilit mang pagtakpan ang mailap na katotohanan
Sarili lang ang dapat protektahan
Wala nang direksyon ang bawat bukas
Na mabuti na ring ito na ang wakas
Ang dulo ang simula ng salitang sapat
At ang simula ang dulo ng lahat.

Nasaan ang dulo ng walang hanggan
Hindi ko hinanap ngunit natagpuan
Nasaan ang pangakong binitawan
Ang daang madilim na iyong inilawan
Ikaw rin ang pumatay ng sindi
Sa mga tanong na ang sagot ay hindi
Ikaw ang aking inaasam na sana
Sana masilayan kita sa bawat umaga
Sana ikaw na lang, ngayon at bukas
Sana hindi nalang ito ang wakas
Nasaan ang dulo ng walang katapusang ligaya
Kapag ba naroon na sa puntong hindi na masaya
Bakit mo binago ang takbo ng tadhana
O siguro'y una palang, hindi na tayo ang itinadhana
Nasaan ka nga ba talaga?
Ibubulong nalang sa hangin ang iyong halaga
Ipipikit ang mata habang sinasambit ang isa pang sana
Sana'y bumalik ang kinang sa'yong mata, malaya ka na
Alam ko na kung nasaan ka ngunit bakit?
Pangako. Magkikita tayong muli sa langit.

Watch out;
No one ever know when things will stay ours
Anything can be ****** away, even anyone..

But take heart;
No one ever know why and how but it's true
Everything can be conquered by love, even anyone..

inside the cold body of the grinning devil
resides a weeping angel
handcuffed hands of torment
chained body of toil
angelic voice echoed as curse
poisoned and lingers through out
The devil will sin
while the angel still sing
psalms of praise and worship
There's still hope to find
for a good soul with a monster appearance
There's still salvation for the bad
Divinity is bigger than any evil
Near is the coming.
As the Day is approaching,
The hope will find us, the angel and the devil
O Iisoús Sozei.

you're not your hair:
you can cut it dye it curl it straighten it shave it bend it twist it;

you're not your face:
you can hide it under layers of make-up you can put on lenses you can change your face in a matter of minutes;

you're not your skin:
you can cut it draw on it bite it tear it;

you're not your body:
you can lose weight gain weight;

you're not your clothes:
strip them off;

never reduce
yourself
to
a colour
a number
an adjective
a noun

never reduce
yourself
to a simple
word

you are
the thoughts you have at 3 a.m.
the lame jokes you tell your friends
the art you create
the books you read
the pages you have dog-eared
the quotes you have highlighted
the coffee you never finished drinking
the movie you watch after midnight, wrapped in a blanket
the chocolate cake you ate that night with that girl
the slice of pizza you could've eaten but you gave to your best friend
the kiss that still burns on your lips
the cigarettes that sting in your lungs long after you smoked them
the dreams you dream
the worlds you build in your mind
the song that's stuck in your head
the moments you're in the shower
the iloveyous
the ikindaguessilikeyous
the icareforyous
the seeyoulaters
the words you say
the smiles you smile
the laughs you laugh
the loves you love
the hates you hate

you are
an entire universe:
you're stars
and planets
and galaxies
and asteroids
and comets

you are a cosmos
trapped in
a shell.

you are
a gazillion worlds
locked in
a human cage.

never think
of yourself
as of
anything
less.

Sunshine.
A beautiful sunshine
You said I am your sunshine
You keep calling me the sunshine
While I felt so loved being that sunshine,
You kept turning into a dark night of no shine
Why did you keep calling me sunshine
When you are a total nyctophilia.