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Pangarap tutuparin nang masabi natin
Ang mundo'y nalibot, hindi makakalimot
Tuloy lang sa pag-ikot
Karamay mo kami sa ginhawa at lungkot
Pagagaanin namin ano mang lumbay na nadulot
Nandito kami palagi, hindi mo mararamdaman ang puot
Walang **** sa sasabihin ng iba, hayaan mo sila
Basta tayo'y magsasaya nang walang kaba
Tuloy lang sa pag-ikot tropa
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I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth—
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches’ broth—
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.

What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?—
If design govern in a thing so small.
Your love is like the moon
I will only see it soon
When the night comes full
I do not know, but I always admire the moon.
Sorry does not make any sense
To cure your broken heart's tense
Hurting you was not my intention
I badly need your attention
Accepting the sorry from me
Have a heart to forgive me
Waiting to hear from you
My sweetheart I love you
There they are.
Waiting for the master puzzle-maker
To push them a little closer
Toward that "just-right" fit.

Soft, gentle curves
Filling right into the void of the one meant to connect.
Sharp angles
When put together make the perfect straight angle.

Corner pieces
Smooth on the outside,
But just as intricate on the inside as
The pieces that they match.

Then there's those center pieces
They've got so many empty spaces
It takes at least 4 others
to perfect.

These pieces,
when put together,
Make a beautiful
masterpiece

But my soul
Seems to be
misplaced from another puzzle.

Sharp corners
Don't fit another.
Missing spaces
That were once filled.

Now these gentle, sloping curves
Are sometimes pushed against another
In hopes that they will fit
In hopes of that "just-right" fit.

But once the puzzle is finished
Once the others have been made complete
It'll be quite obvious.

This piece will remain
beautifully
incomplete.
It happened while listening to a song
An old song i used to hear when
She was around
It happened while somewhere far
Away
The purple blossoms began to die and fall from the tree
And somewhere further she lied next
To another man
Feeling that same howling loneliness
She felt with me
That old song put me right back into
That dim room
Lying next to her
Feeling full
Full of love fear joy and
That underlying loneliness
I am always running  from
I listened to the song and began to
Tear up
I haven't cried in two years
I haven't cried because I haven't
Loved since then
I tried to shake it off and
Focus on the boxing match I was
Watching
But that ******* song kept
******* me back into that dim room
We used to lay around lifeless,jobless,
Starving
Eating a box of Bisquick and each other's souls all day and night
I thought I was missing her
But no, it wasn't that
It was never really love
We were just two wounded spiders
Trying to devour one another
I missed feeling full.
I missed the days without this
Immense burning
I missed the days without death die
Destroy
I missed living *******
The song ended
The  tears never fell
But I came pretty ****** close
Then I felt that ugly humongous
Mountain
Crawl off my chest
I felt the drowning rats climb out of my gut
I walked outside
And watched the purple blossoms
Die from the tree
And the air tasted sweet
And my body felt light
The war is over. The war is over.
My god. I hope my war is over.
When I think about forever, only your
humble face shows up for my heart claims it can endure your smile
forever... that simple stretch that's
in between the make of closed bright
petals and a completely stretched
blossom but again I'd appreciate even an hour with you, because a single
moment with you is worth a lifetime
without you albeit the moment wouldn't be enough... but what's
enough about loving you? I can never
get enough of you...even forever
would never be enough...I'd crave
more and more of you the more I'd
take... I'd feel more thirty the more I
drink...
I only wish for an eternity
because it's the inadequate anyone
with such passion would prefer...One
that can give
me room to explore all
corners
of the volatile untapped
passion that's almost fermenting to
solid.
I love you, I do... I don't need a
lifetime
to prove it, we just deserve a
lifetime
with each other like any other
two normal lovers do albeit we don't lie within that limitation... I would ask God for infinity but then would my romantic waves still hold their strength in a
million years? Would I still love you
this much?
It doesn't matter, I don't
have infinity in my sample space,
forever's unlikely too...I'll thus make
the best of every now to cherish you, to appreciate you, to keep you cool in the
air of romance and to protect you like
the protection a tortoise gets from her shell...
and do the much I can to lend some heaven to the earthly hell
Just run to my arms for they will always be open,
this is home for you at all times and
the doors
of home are never closed to
family...
that's what you are, the leaf
that's been missing on my family tree,
the much welcome member of the
canopy. I love you more than a king
loves his throne, I even love you more
than an autocrat loves commanding. I
love you
for the lack of a better phrase
to mean I do.
I love you.
"
"
now, in this moment
i want to jump out of the window.
...
but tomorrow will come
and i'll
get better
just a little bit.
i feel exhausted.
 May 2016 Eternal Threshold
inggo
hindi ko alam
wala akong magawa
ang bigat sa pakiramdam
gusto ko na itong mawala

mahal kita
hindi ko ipagkakaila
ngunit wala akong magawa
kundi pumayag na itigil na

kahit ayaw kong itigil
damdamin hirap ipigil
hindi ko naman gusto ito
kasi ikaw ang gusto ko

sobrang sakit sa akin
pag-ibig ko'y hindi tanggapin
pinili ko pa rin na ika'y intindihin
ngunit mas lalo pa kitang gusto makapiling

bawat pag iwas sa iyo
ay katumbas ng lalong pagkamiss
kaunting sulyap sa pagdaan mo
ay bumabalik agad lahat ng ala-alang matamis

bawat pag-alala sa mga nakaraan
pinapalitan ang tamis ng pait
bumibigat ang aking pakiramdam
puso'y kumikirot sa sobrang sakit

hayaan **** mahalin lang kita
lilipas din ito at mawawala
at kung sakaling babalik ka
sana ikaw pa rin ang aking sinta
Para sa isang kaibigan ko na nahihirapang mag move on.
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