Look at your phone
Look at your book
Look at your blanket
Look at your wardrobe
Look at that bar code
Look at that matchstick

They all have lines
They would not be created without lines
Lines can divide
Lines can unite
Lines can organize
Lines can cut
Lines can be rough-edged
Lines can be smooth and refined
Lines are signs
Lines tell you something
Lines contain
Lines can be curvy
And those curves can be ridden and lead into another path

The world would not be complete without lines
The world would not be created without lines

But you can't cross lines
Lines cross you
And lines draw you

Mga nakatago sa letra
Ang mga sagot

Ang mga sagot ay nasa letra
Ang luha
Ang inis
Ang dugo
Ang init

Ang pintura ng aking maduming brotsa
Ang mga espasyo na akala ay walang saysay
Iyon ang mas nagpapalayo sa katotohanan

Sa siyudad na malaki, pero ang liit
Parang nilakad ko na ang bawat sulok nito

Mahilig ako sa bagay na hindi lang madaanan
O maiwasang daanan

Ang tinta ng aking espirito
Itatak sa iyong santong puso

Malakbay sana magkasama
Ang mga lumulutang na letra
Samantalang ang boses mo na tulad ng awit ay nasa likod ng eksena

Malikhain ang gumuhit sa iyo
Ang larawan **** mabait
Mamantsahin ko
Ng aking bahaghari
Nawa hindi mawari

Wala dapat ang oras
Parang picture frame tuloy ang buhay ng bawat tao
Nandiyan lang
Nakatago, nakatayo, nasa pader---nakapako
Nadadaanan lang
Isang titigan lang

Sa iyo, isang titig ay hindi sapat
May nakatagong ginto
Hindi pangkaraniwang ginto
Ginto na hindi hinahanap ng lahat
Ginto na hinahanap ko

Nagpapawis nang sobra ang aking mga kamay
Maligoy ang mata
Tumitibok nang mabilis pabilis

O Dios, saanman, makasalanang mansanas bumubunga ng sanlibong bulaklak
Tinutuklaw nila ang aking lason

Wala na akong pake sa sagot
Mapaakit ka hanggang mabili ka

Kahit hindi ka muna magsalita
Hindi paliwanag sa mga titik
Ang paru-paro at ang agila

Nilamon ang itim
Namula ang bibig
Puti ang langit
Ubeng mata
Kahel ang balat
Bughaw na dugo
Dilaw na anino
Berdeng ilaw

Bangis ng indigo
Samantalang sila ay abo

Maligo sa aking isip
Taas na tingin sa mababaw na sahig
Ito ang ating luho
Zigzag man ang dating
Kapag nabili na, wala ng tubig parating

White, blank
Made of carton.
Paint it
With a brush of authenticity
Waving emotions

But did I mention it is out of carton
Touch the shell, rough
Broken
Enough
Pretending that you are tough
Peel it off
That is to be laughed

A piece of paper
Like my improving self-worth
Even if soaked
Even if loathed
Even if ruined
Wear it
Since that it is only my face

Life is not about living
But surviving
That is why we buy them
Then lose them
Then buy again


Take off the mask
And see the world for what it is
Not for the charade
Since I am only playing a game of masquerade

Life
Is
Vulnerable,
Inner
Never-ending
Greatness

Inside lies
Nothingness

Averting eyes

By the way, can birds fly
Only there was a sky that was limitless, instead
Xenophobia existed

How can I breathe when I did not try
How can I breathe when risks and opportunities were just left to dry
Back then, no one had anything and anyone
Now look upon today
How can we fly
How can I fly