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Pong Panugao Jan 2012
Paano nga ba sinusukat ang pag-ibig?
Ito ba'y depende sa tagal o oras nay ginugol?
O kaya'y sa dami ng regalong Natamo?
Ibig sabihin ba'y di mo ako minahal kahit paano?

Pinili kitang mahalin sa lahat ng nilalang
Hindi naman Ito isang karangalan Kung titignan
Ginusto kita kahit walang kasiguraduhan
Ginusto kita kahit pagtingi'y saakin lamang

Tama,oo sayo ito' ISA lamang Laro
Isang pagkakataong ang puso mo'y malibang,makalayo
Ako'y walang pangambang sumugod sa apoy
Sunog na tutupok sa aking puso't pagkatao

Lahat ng nangyari ay aking ginusto
Ang mapalapit sayo sa bawat segundo
Ang makilala ka sa anumang paraang alam ko
Ang maging bahagi ng buhay kahit saglit lamang Ito

Alam kong sa una, ikaw ay bukal na nagsabi
Hindi ikaw yung pumapasok sa isang relasyon
Na ako'y di dapat umasa sa iyong paglahok
Na ang pagmamahal na aking hinandog ay maibabalik ng lubos

Kahit paulit ulit sa isip ko'y sinasambit
Na ako'y di masasaktan ni katiting
Noong sinabi **** ako'y wag Munang mapalapit
Ang puso ko'y tumigil ng paulit ulit

Pinilit kong ngumiti Gaya ng pangako
Na ang iyong sagot ay matatAnggap ng lubos
Kahit pa ba ang luha ko'y dumadausgos
Ang aking puso ay hinawi ng unos

Gusto kita gusto kita bakit ba di mo makita
Matulungan lamang kita ako na ay masaya
Kundi man ako ang sayoy magpaligaya
Kung alam kong ikaw ay masaya puso ko'y panatag na

Bakit di mo ako pinayagan na sa iyoy umalalay
Ako'y gamitim **** saklay na gagabay sayong paa
Matulungan lang kita sukdulan na ang ligaya
Ngayon lahat ay wala na ako mgayoy nagiisa
Pong Panugao Jan 2012
They are not with us
Hence, we are one and the same
Living on the same ground
Breathing the same air

The sons and daugthers of poverty
Dancing with the harsh tides of reality
Swiming for dear life
In an endless pit of greed

Drowning on a quicksand of debt
Holding on the knives of the selfish
Being played by Midas hands
Puppets of false kings and emperors

We are vouyers of pain
Peeping toms of agony
We hear and we feel
We feel but we do nothing

We offer symphathy
Living their lives through emphathy
But the bitter truth we try to conceal
We are beings of apathy

Looking like were in pain
Up on the stage where all eyes can see
Narcissuses who seek a minute of fame
Playing a charades of sensitivity

What can merely looking do?
Pong Panugao Jan 2012
If it's the farmer's will to harvest this ****
Fill it's heart with anger for it to feel no thing
Before the sap from it's core flow out of it's leaves
The blood on its vein dry up in the heat

For wrath makes a good reliever
From all the roots that was beneath her
Dig it up from it's grave to deliver
And rip it up from the soil and repocess her

For a **** that brings no good
A pest that steal for food
A Vulture that rejoice in death
Is there such a thing as regret?

For the weeds were made bad
From the earth exhalted
To the heavens departed
What mercy can this **** plead?

A **** that churns good air we breath
A rat that for others is a treat
A vulture that completes the cycle of death
Is there a room for forgiveness and help?

If the time for this **** to take a bow
Send it of in ways where no pain is allowed
Like a switch of a bulb turn off it's light
Stop it's breathing in an instant
Pong Panugao Jan 2012
There comes a time when you'll have your fill
Of near death experiences induced by fear
When with each thing you do failure is almost sure
Even with spirits high your heart and soul will be in gloom

I know I'll get over this
But this time my poor nerves have reached it's cliff
With the sight of roaring waves beneath my feet
  I tremble and cry for this to cease

Living like this is betrayal to life
By this heart can feel nothing but wrath
Cursing the mirror for what it's done
Living in the same cycle as the last one

A friend of mine said only an idiot will fail this test
I hate myself for being the jest
If I have a choice to change this part
Do you think I'll be chosing to be the prank

I wish I know better for faiure to shift away
For a fool to be wiser than before
I wish to cry but no tears fall
Maybe because my heart is crying while my soul rejoice

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