I shan't compare thee
in any catastrophe
I've been thru all storm surges
and before you came
I've been a swirling tornado.

Had I've known you'd put
all colors back after all my storms,
I wouldn't had let any
thunder's screams scared
all hell out of me

for when we met,
all aftermath made sense.

We rarely question
why chained doors exist
when we see one
never bothered to knock
for we know no one would open

so dearest,
why mourn for a closure
when we see it
unto someone's?

wasn't the chain
a reason to walk away
already?

I was at ease
by the sea shore
wind kissing my skin
sand on my feet
when a sudden flash
of waves came
one,
I lost my breath
two,
the wind hath stopped
three,
all sands in freeze
four,
I only see him
five,
five stupid butterflies
came
and bothered
my own
peaceful
paradise

I still don't get it
how humans seemed
to be so picky
when in fact
both
black and white
chocolates
have just the same
sweet taste.

Can't we just
perfectly blend
like cookies and creme
that gives joy
to the littles?

We both walked
a linear path
towards each other

and when we're
just an inch apart,
we realized that
we have been taking
those one-way
parallel lines.

Feel the grief
when something ends.
For that
you were entitled
to call closure between
you and memories.

But know that

wildflowers
still bloom...

like the good
in your bye

and that sweet lil thing you put
in a farewell

she was too busy
sheltering a heart
that when it learnt
to flap its wings,
she was left

-a debris, empty
*****.

A leaf hath fin'lly learn
how to let go
from its branch
in the warmth of summer air.

No one heard the sound;
it whisper all the saddest part
how in the midst of its traverse
someone has shown caress

-the love it never had
until it fell on the ground
along
with someone
it had never thought.

You put confetti
in every chaos I choose
to bottle up
that whenever I explode
I see colorful reasons
to go on still.

What auroras do with freedom
that rains do consistently
is the same thing that
makes lightnings and
thunderstorms roar

so real
yet so intense

gentle
yet so chaotic

just like how
two strange souls
collided from
two diverged cosmos.

I wonder how it all started
but I’m certain how
I planned to sit by the water
and smelled the breeze from the field
delighted by the kiss of the sun
I thought I was free
for nature called me in
with comfort
no one could ever give

but the clouds came
and by and by
I counted each drop
first, I looked
second, it smiled
third, I was loved
forth, we were glad
until I realized I was soaked
by the thought of happiness
I hoped would last.

had I known it will pour,
I should have sat there
earlier

perhaps, I would have
ran away
on the first drop.

now I hear not only drips
coming from the sky.

It's by walking out from your shadows
that made me cross the line towards
a peculiar timezone.

Now I'm a floating colorful rainbow
in here

while you're all shades
of greyish rains
from the past.

I befriended Cupid
in hopes that
he'd be kind enough
to choose
who's best for me.

But one day
I woke up
with an arrow
on my frozen heart.

His name written
on the wall

with a post it
that says...

"We can't fall
for someone
we became friends with."

Eyes don’t lie.
Eyes don’t hide.
Eyes reveal.
Eyes confess.

Heart could feel.
Heart will tell.
Heart decides.
Heart will beat.

But love exist
Pick heart over eyes.
For love looks not
With eyes but heart.

She loves flowers so much
that even the dead ones
she waters tears with.

Please keep in mind
that you don't have
to be in love
to believe in all the magics
your universe could give.

Sparks ain't coming from
those slow motion scene
you've watched from your
all-time fave movies.

Sparks come from
moments brought by
a fast travel of hope
creating lights.

And as it has
to come...

it also has
to go.

I'm on a dead end
But I can still hear
the loudest scream.
It is thrown from within
and echoes thru
the glass walls.

So here I stand
and wait
for the barriers
to break.

Hoping those echoes
would care.

You poured him hope
while he was too busy
spilling love
to someone
you could never be.

And maybe
that's the reason why
you both feel empty.

Let's end it here
from that first moment
we exchanged our hellos
to that last teardrop
we held on goodbye

and with all
of our collected stars
let's find our clearest coast
away from each other...

towards the versions
we wanted for each other.

So have our first step
and let's end us here.

Been grieving over
an unfinished story
only to realize
how I had been wasting time
waiting for an ending
that has already been there

hanging on elipsis.

sumulat ako
isang napakagandang obra.
larawan **** nakaukit
sa likod ng bawat letra.
pero hindi mo napansin
ganyan ka naman eh..
laging sa malayo nakatingin.

hanggang sa maubos ang tinta ng plumang gamit ko
tinanong mo kung tungkol saan ang istorya ko...

ngumiti ako, sabay sabing...

"sa ating dalawa sana
kaso napagod na ang pluma ko
sa minsang pinangarap kong wakas"

How would you know when is enough?
-When it's already too much.

Then when is too much too much?
-When you've given too much, yet your too much isn't enough. It wouldn't be enough. So enough.

-‎Or maybe when you've given too much. You've been too much you've exceeded enough. So enough.

Either way, learn when to tell yourself ENOUGH.

Uprooting all mem'ries
so as we both
could move ahead.

But even rocks didn't warn us
of how waters from the riverbank
might overflow.

If time could only be so unselfish
I'll ask him to take our hands
and bring us together
in a moment both our worlds are one.

You, saying that stupid "hi" once more
and me with that silly smile
you, only could see.

If time could only be so unselfish
I'll ask him to freeze
in that very moment
when clouds don't move
and sun just smiles.

Let me take every ounce of gladness
Let me smell every tons of love
and let me feel every inch of you
for a lil longer
just a little longer.

Maybe then, you'd really stay
for a lil while
even just a little...

stay.

there is still something..
behind each memory we once shared
-those pieces of precious moments
no one could ever steal from us
not even the person
you have chosen
over me

for in there,
she can’t take you away;
you will always be mine...

even just in there.

I loved how he waved his hand
the way he called my name
for that very first time
it was all surreal
I could still remember
how bothered all  butterflies
were in my stomach

I loved how he held my hand
the way he kissed me on my forehead
and the moment he whispered
‘I love you’ on my ears
it all happened in a snap;
a minute I’d love to recall
all my life

I loved how he stared at me
the way he puts his hands
in his pockets
I used to think he had
all my smiles
in there
safe to be cherished by him

I loved how he
laid his armors
the way he shielded
all the roads I had to walk through
for in his arms
I always find the sweetest haven of all

I loved everything about him
even when he had to say
the most bitter word
I had to hear

and I wonder
how could this word
has goodness in it
when it has always been
a ‘bye’
in its end.

I'm afraid
I might be looking
unto something
I am so familiar with
that it becomes so ordinary,
I am missing the chance
to see its worth.

Like listening to a song
I have memorized for years
without feeling the beat
anymore.

Or being with someone
I am so used to be with
without actually
feeling him
at all.

Set aside that empty cup of rejection,

and feed yourself with a bowl full of love-
the love only you
could give you.

It's what you deserve,
my dear.

I have never been
so honest to myself
until the moment
I have learned
to acknowledge
how I truly felt
for him.

It was pure
and real
full of colors
and suddenly
all blacks.

There's an ache in every ending,
regardless of how happy or tragic it is.

It's like an aftertaste next to the last sip of your fav'rite coffee,

or that twitch of pinch you feel when a familiar song plays from nowhere, reminding you of someone you once used to sing it with.

It's the aftermath brought by a long day full of thunderstorms,

the chills that linger after you've finished a novel writen by an unknown author,

the way you fail to move for holding back your tears the moment the words "THE END" rolled up on screen.

...you feel so filled, yet empty.

A decade’s done
Million little stars will smile
A hand will finally be wiping
These screaming tears inside.
I’ll be wearing the best dress I have;
Will pin the sweetest scent of smile.
A day’s to wait
Will soon be here
For in mine last minute
I’m sure…
You’d finally be here.

forgive yourself for being a loving husband
yet ended up in despair
forgive yourself for not wanting to hurt her
yet ended up with a hand on her cheek
forgive yourself for being a perfect father
yet ended up as a stranger to his eyes

Forgive yourself for giving laugh;
your shared uncounted wisdom
will last; but nay forgive thy heart
for not hating
yet ended up as a hated one

You weren’t a mess
you knew how great you’ve been
and with that,
just forgive yourself
for not being always
who you were once.

You know what's
most heartbreaking?

Seeing the back
of someone you used to lean on

fades

as he walks

away

for the
last time.

Appear, disappear
one heart,one soul
one soul, one heart
disappeared

appeared.

She used to have knots
like ties they had
intertwined
like vines
no wind could separate.

But today
she cut her hair

along with all
dead promises
of
holding on

She got tired of being
someone's ruby
so she turned her heart
an adamant in freeze
Now she ramps on fire
only diamonds could saunter.

Being in pain is gives you sadness.
But being unable to feel it makes you the saddest.

So face it.
Let it consume you.
Lament over it.

That's how you learn.
That's how you
get the best in you.

Remember when we used
to walk our way home?

I always kept my phase
slower than yours.

So that
when time comes
and we wouldn't have
any choice
but to part ways,

it wouldn't be that painful
to watch your back

fades.