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Lev Rosario Aug 2021
Blood goes round and round
Inside my heart there's a great sound

I am a flower quickly fading
Constantly lost, constantly aching

What does God want from me?
I exist like a stone, a failure to be

Falling from heaven to the ground
With no real thoughts, a devil's playground

I eat alone in cafeterias forgotten
Wearing old clothes, loose cotton

What's left of me is dull pain
A rotting cancer of the brain

I try to walk and exist in truth
And drink pharmaceuticals to sooth

The burning feeling in my body
While I waste away my money

What will tomorrow bring?
Will the birds once again sing?

Will I be able to lift myself?
And find a place in the world's shelf?

Do not enter. Leave this place
And please do not remember my face
Lev Rosario Aug 2021
At pinaligiran ko ang sarili
Ng mga tula't kantang mabulaklak
Upang makalimot

At naligo ako sa ulan
Balot sa paborito kong damit
Para makawala

Kahapon, sinubukan
kong yakapin ang aking anino
At halikan ang mga kaibigang kathang isip

Kahapon, sinunog ko
Ang aking mga tula't
Itinapon ang mga sulat ng aking girlfriend

Tunay nga na ako'y walang kuwenta
Walang patutunguhan
At walang maaasahan
Sisisid ako sa dagat ng aking imahinasyon
At sa ilalim ng mga tulay iiglip
Lev Rosario Jul 2021
She lived in a town without sunrises and sunsets
Where beauty is erased from the houses and offices


All infrastructure is devoted to might and prosperity
All activity, a collapsing dream, a fading memory


Her skin was translucent, letting in harsh light
Tadpoles multiplied in her garden, frogs had their feasts


Quietly, quietly, quietly. Making sure not to disturb the predators
The dogs and the cats pass them by without a glance


Theodora had a dream. An ambition or a vision?
In this town it makes no difference. 


Everything is set to collapse into a black hole
Lev Rosario Jul 2021
I dragged my dying body up the hill and watched helplessly as it loses its power. Tears of blood flowed down my cheeks. My muscles weak, my body drenched in blood.  Why did I do to deserve this? Wasn't all my effort enough? I remember the words of my mother. Her sweet voice making my body tremble. I remember my aunts and uncles and their praises. I reached the summit but at what cost? In the sky, vultures circle around me, waiting for me to let go of the dying body. Should I let them have it? I'm close to the castle. Maybe I still have time? Maybe I still have energy? Maybe it was all for nothing? I collapse. I embrace the dying body and surrender to my fate. Should I smile like Sisyphus? Or sacrifice everything like Abraham?


My eyes open. I lost consciousness. I lost consciousness and am now awake. The body already cold in my arms. I had a dream. Men and women in white dancing. Sunflowers around a road. Archangels with golden hair blowing trumpets throughout a promised land. But my body is dead. I shall let it go and go to the next town. I shall bury it in a shallow grave and let the elements run their course
Lev Rosario Jul 2021
She found herself
In the face of oblivion
The absurd crawling
Around her neck

She chose to venture
Like a servant risking
Her one talent
To obtain the heavens

"Will it come to nothing?"
She asks her God
"Is it all a mistake?"
She repeats to herself

But despite the uncertainty
A jewel of truth
Impressed itself in
The armor of her soul

In the gnashing winds
She found herself
In the eye of the storm where
She found her self
Lev Rosario Jul 2021
The house she grew up in
Is written in her heart
A decaying castle in EDSA
Separated from others
By the torrents of the road

The orange glow of its afternoons
Is the glow of her mind and body
Its rooms replicated in the way she talks
She moves and makes friends

Like the triune God
Which emanates from who?
Theodora or the house?
Lev Rosario Jun 2021
My heart shakes like a flame. Always rapacious, never still.
My brain is the ocean, always waving, never filled
In my body they're never at peace, always trying to ruin the other
My soul are roots that reach down to my being's ether
That being? A child scared, without his mother
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