Sa bawat patak ng oras, ako'y nauubos.

Hindi mawaring isipin kung kumusta ka.

Iniisip mo ba ako? O ako lang ba ang nahulog?

Pilit kong itinatanim sa aking isipan na huwag magmadali.

Hayaan ang tadhanang gumawa ng paraan. Bigyang respeto ang tamang pagkakataon. Huwag nating pilitin.



Ngunit kasabay ng pagkumbinsi sa sariling huwag mangialam, nahahati ang aking isipan upang gumawa ng unang hakbang.

Ano nga bang mapapala ko kung hindi ako kikilos? Subalit sasagi sa isip ang posibilidad na mawala ka dahil sa mapupusok kong gawi.



Isang malaking palaisipan ang pag-ibig.

Hindi ito para sa mga mahihina ang puso.

Hindi ito para sa mga taong mabilis mahulog at madaling masaktan.

Minsan napapaisip ako kung bakit pa ba natin ito ginagawa?

Sa dinami-dami ng hirap, sakripisyo, at sakit nitong dulot, talaga bang may patutunguhan?



Sa tagal ng panahong ginugol kong mag-isa, naliwanagan ako sa aking halaga.

Karapat-dapat ako sa pagmamahal na buong-buo at mapagpalaya.

Ngunit, tangina naman. Bakit ganito kahirap mahanap?



Akala ko madali. Iwinaksi ko lahat ng hadlang na maaari kong malampasan.

Ginawan ng paraan at isinaayos ang sarili.

Pagkalingon ko'y ako bigla ang nahuli.

Halos lahat ng aking mga kasabayan nagkaroon na kani-kanilang katambalan.



Ang malas ko naman.

Bakit ako na lang ang hindi nabigyan? Hanggang sa dulo ba ay ganito pa rin?

Parusa ba ito sa salang hindi ko namalayang gawin?

Diyos ko, ano bang magagawa ko?

Anong ginawa ko upang maranasan ito?



Hindi naman sa pagdadrama.

Ang nais ko lamang ay isang makakasama. Iyong makakausap sa araw-araw nang walang sawa.

Iyong magbibigay sa akin ng atensyon at alaga. Ngunit kasabay nito, ako'y handa rin

Na isauli ang pagmamahal na aking nagkakandarapang kunin.



Isang pagkakataon lang po upang magsimula muli ang puso

Makadama ng pagmamahal na tapat at totoo

Makakaasa kayong hindi ko ito isusuko

Anoman ang pagsubok na aming matamo

It stabs like a knife
As cold strike my back
As your fingers make me twinge
As each bite a peck against my neck

It shoots like a gun
As your touch in bare skin
As your lips send jolts to my collar bones
As your words blast rainbows to my veins

It hangs like a rope
As the air in night conversations
As every stop makes me want more
As the heat surround our tangled bodies

It kills me like all of them combined
As jumping off a cliff
As drowning in an ocean
As living without you

Last time I wrote a poem
To grieve with my broken heart
I thought I'd give up and surrender
All my desires, fantasies, and feelings

But there came hope amidst
The dark nights of restless dreams
I thought of you--of us
How we can never be

A silver lining places itself
Catching the corner of my eye
It says light up the world--own it
It's your time to shine

I caught a glimpse of wide-eyed perfection
He flashes a smile to me
Utters a string of syllables, a whisper
"Can you be the one for me?"

I never chose to be alone
I was left waiting
as everyone around me
got their own partners
Each and everyone
finding someone
leaving me with a smaller possibility
to find mine
I busy myself
with responsibilities and obligations
no such luck
Certain distractions only last so much
I still wallow in deep thought
about the time I get to meet you, my dear.
I hope it would be perfect
As how they say it would be
With one glance
I'll fall in the abyss
of blissful uncertainty
With love comes the risk
to be vulnerable
the danger to get hurt
But, seeing all these couples around me
makes me desire
the thought of being hurt
because only then
can I know that I love
It is better than this feeling of loneliness.
Bitter images and emptiness
fill my broken hours
of insomniac wonderment
I stare blankly at a wall
keeping my normal self showing
as the world around me falls asleep
I lie awake thinking how unfortunate
it is to never be
someone's first thought in the morning
or someone's last thought of goodnight

Dear Blank,
I left your name blank because I don't know who you are,
or where you are.
Are you near, or are you far?

Dear Blank,
Sometimes I wonder if I truly need you,
Or if I'm better off on my own.
But I am scared: will you lift me up or hold me down?

Dear Blank,
Will I ever find you? Are you really there?
Or are you just a memory, and idea, a question--
A question, with no answer, or confession.

Dear Blank,
If I search, will I find you?
I would call out for you, but I don't know your name,
And all I see surrounding me is more of the same.

Dear Blank,*
Are you really there?

I wish I could fly

Up to the sky

So that when I cry

My tears and my pain

Will blend with the rain

Then no one will know

I’m dying so slow

I’ll lie on a cloud

And fade away.

Glasses empty with sweet brims
I inhale the calm and compassion
comes the soft flutter of sounds
I relax, loosen and finally slip

Drowsiness filled the windows of my soul
each tear bears the ocean of relief
with each passing minute I breathe
my love, my presence, my being

For if each sip of sweetness
a bitter memory to forget floats
the aftertaste of coffee causes
the sour feel of your skin in mine

Never look back for there is nothing
Relapses and rapid impulses be enemies
such cruelty and horrid words
once spoken never goes back in

Release anger and hate, turn away
Substitute smiles and apathy, break down
No longer will you be part forever
of one's once sweetheart couple