She has a tender heart
branded as the classic fool.
She seeks nowhere further
than the textbooks on her floor.
But she has palmed
death upon death upon death of hopes.
She’s hiding five empty bottles under her ragged couch
-convincing herself that
alcohol can make her whole enough.

There is something with the way he looks at me.
It’s like he’s saying-

"Hey, you have dirt on your face.
Your lipstick is awkwardly traced on your lips.
Your dress highlights the layers on your tummy.
And it is no question that your hair is not having the time of its life.
But I wont judge you for those.
I wont judge you for the mess that you are and for the messier that you’ll be.
So yes, I’m hoping that you can also fall in love with me."

It finally occurred to me
that some spaces
have the ability
to be mean
- brutal, even.
Like the spaces
resting
between our lips.
Like the spaces
occupied
by oceans
and countries
and pure **** air
that limit us
from fitting
our hands
together.

See
that
The poet
Within me
Breathes
At the exact
Same rhythm
As you

I wasn't born last night
If this feeling is right
I will be the light
Even if I'm not that bright
I will be at your side
And be your guide
So tonight
Sleep tight.
Goodnight.

Land of beautiful mind,
Blown billions words of wisdom,
Handed flawless peace in every heart.

Ang sarap sa pakiramdam
Na pag wala ako sa iyong harap ako'y iyong hinahanap hanap,
Na isa ako sa iyong pangarap,
Na lagi akong nasa iyong puso at isip,
Na sa gabi gabi ako ay nasa iyong panaginip.

Pero lahat ng yan ay biro lang.
Ito'y mga kathang isip ko lang.
Ako ay isang taong sa ilusyon at mga imahinasyon nabubuhay.
Posibleng mangyari itong mga bagay na to sa tunay kong buhay
Pero ayoko pa dahil masyado pa akong bata at kailangan ko at kailangan pa ako ng may ari ng aming bahay.
Mas gugustuhin ko pa silang mahalin kesa sa mga ilusyon at imahinasyon na tulad binabanggit ko kanina
Na hindi pa dapat muna.
Sila…
Ang aking mga magulang.

Mga daliri’y nanginginig

Aking mga labi’y sumisigaw ngunit walang tinig

Buong katawan niyayakap na ng lamig

Nang siya’y tumalikod para bang walang naririnig

Kailan kaya matutunaw,

Singlamig ng yelo, mga matang aking natatanaw

Kahit ganoon, isang bagay parin saki’y malinaw

Oo, puso ko’y iyong nabihag at paulit-ulit na ninanakaw

Sa mga nasisilip na bihirang ngiti mula saiyo

Ako’y mapapangiti, tatawa parang baliw ng totoo

Minsan ngiti mo’y kasing init ng araw

Ngunit tuwing ika’y nalulumbay, o luha ko’y umaapaw-apaw

Lubusang nagugulumihanan, nakakabaliw

Bakit itong nararamdaman ni minsan di nagmaliw

Paulit-ulit na binubulong sa sarili walang pag-asa

Ngunit sa loob looban di maiwasang patuloy na umaasa

Tinig ng puso ko’y hinding hindi mo napapansin

Di bale patuloy kang mamahalin ng palihim ng aking damdamin

Hihintayin ko ang pagtunaw ng yelo lumipas

Kahit abutin ng walang hanggan ang lamig ng pag-ibig na dinaranas

My Night was dark.
All i can see is You and Me,
dancing under the Palm Three.
Thinking about You and I are meant to be.
But a bright light came,
And a voice said
"Here you are Dreaming again!"
When will I be dreaming about you again.