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Sep 4 · 179
Shallow Seas
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Will it ever matter if I don’t rhyme?
Will the symphony of my soul be brought to halt?
And if I ever stop chasing the seas,
Would I end up wandering
And be thrown into the lakes of uncertainties?

And when’s the time to speak up?
If no one would ever listen —
Their old windows were shut,
Will they ever roll up the blinds?

If I stop poetry,
Would they ever know?
Who would care if I lost appetite
And send petitions to heal my soul?

For many times I wonder
How the sun meets no end
But in the span of few hours
There’s no left in him —
And yet tomorrow is still his.

Some bids goodbye,
But some simply dive and never looked back.
They drive their own tires
But still missed out the trains.

Oh poor fellow,
They disgust with their own dirt.
Some picked up their mat
And already walked the talk
But some remained in silence
Hoping that one day, they’ll beg no more.

Some still plants the seeds they kept too long,
While some harvest what they toil.
And they’ll ask, “Will justice ever come?”
Some embrace the narrow roads —
Walking in silence and let go the gongs.
But some entered the wrong doors,
For their eyes are on fire
Throwing arrows from left to right.

A short of breath —
One sighs and one sleeps.
But the snap of the thunders,
The roaring of the mighty lion,
Aren’t they being disturbed?
Aug 13 · 277
Quiet Place
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These days, I skipped my morning routines.
No coffee breaks, no late meals.
I lost not just the appetite for food
But also the appetite to mingle and crack some jokes.

So, it’s just me —
And this isolation was so familiar.
Just like the old days of resisting my “tiny self.”
The so-random thoughts don’t even help at all…
I was stuck in this shell and it wasn’t well-curated.

My body aches with the unknown tensions
And so I pulled the strings off my mind,
Stretched out my feet as hard as I can
But inside me was something severe —
Something I hated to encounter.

I speak to my body as I lay down
Turned on my favorite playlist in Spotify
Full of worship instrumental
And empowering podcasts
Calming my soul to take a pause and simply rest.

Goodnight to the bed bugs that bite
As I shake off the fluffy pillows on my feet.
Then I cover myself with a hand-me-down blanket.
The pain was intense
So I had to grab my pills to give myself a lesson.

I used to glide my left hand
Reaching out my French-bulldog
Named after HP’s Luna Lovegood.
But this time, I made her sad for not playing around.

I know, she’s tired of me too
We stared to each other for days
And all I can see was her scared eyes.
Most of the times, she jumps off her feet
But this was no longer the old times — she’s changed.

I went outside to breathe
But it’s like an open freezer to me.
I ***** when I eat and the aching doesn’t stop.
My body’s tired of murmuring her pleads...
I know and I can feel her
But I was not ready to comfort her.

I looked at the mirror with pale face.
Having tons of lippies can’t even paint my lips red.
I overthink when I’m upset
So my past time was to write —
It’s like an explosion of joy, anger, fear…
Did I forget the others from Inside Out?

The inner child within me was turned on,
And how could I stop her?
Should I play hide and seek?
I hope it’s the end game already
But I find this as my quiet place too.
Aug 13 · 100
Open Eyes
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I  store series of stories in my eyes —
Numbing baggages and broken tires.
In the midst of every split second,
Those who fall short lay their nest
Defying their shells and stitching their wounds.

And yet every tear has thousands of words,
Before it spills out into the oceans of the unknown.
There’re notions to unfold, motions untold.
Distraught and yet it brings the purest worship,
Singing hymns of praise like a roaring lion.

I hear the echoes of my own entity,
The lamentation of the inner child within me.
She speaks the alphabets of her journey,
Every rhyme’s a new mime
Mimicking the old times —
The few times she drives herself home.

There’s crimson in her eyes,
There’s a prison when she cries.
Her heart’s a burning furnace —
I touch it with my trembling fingertips
And everything turned into deep smokes.

“This too shall pass”
Her hopes are high and there’re no boundaries
For the miracles she believed in.
Now she’s ready to emerge
Witnessing the splitting of the oceans,
Hoping to rewrite her story.
Aug 13 · 1.6k
Shadow and Knight
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O kayraming pangarap na binuo —
Binuno sa sariling salamangka.
May ibang nagwawaging nakangiti,
Habang ang ila’y nalalagas kamamadali.

Nakamamangha nga sa umpisa
Pagkat ito ang batayan ng karamihan
Sa tinatawag nilang  “makapangyarihan.”

Silakbo ng damdami’y aking pinatatahimik
Bagamat sa mga sandaling iyo’y
Gusto ko na lamang mapaos
Sa mga himig na inaanod patungo sa aking lalamunan.

Patuloy ang pagsuntok ko sa buwan
Hanggang sa maging gula-gulanit maging aking kasuotan.
Ngunit sa patımpalak na ito’y
Wala naman pala akong ibang kalaban
Kundi ang sarılı kong anino,
Ang kumunoy ng aking nakaraan.

Madilim —
Madilim ang paligid saanman ako dumako.
May hiwaga pa nga bang taglay ang Liwanag?
Kung ang sinag Nito’y mas maaga pa sa Pasko.

Mahiwaga —
Ganyan nila ituring ang mga alitaptap
Na para bang may isang diwatang
Umaaliw sa kanila,
Naghahayag ng kung anu-anong mensaheng
Wala naman palang kabuluhan
Kaya’t sabay-sabay silang mauubos
Na parang mga paupos na kandaling
Wala nang balak na sindihan pa.

Sino nga ba?
Sino nga ba ang aking susundan?
Napapatid, napapagod, nanlulumo’t nakikiusap
Na ako’y hatulan na lamang ng kamatayan
Nang mabaon na rin sa limot
Ang mga alaalang dumi sa’king katauhan.

Tinatanong ko ang sarili
Kung bakit nga ba paulit-ulit ang daan?
Wala nga bang magtutuwid sa mga lubak nito?
Ito na nga ba ang dulo ng bahaghari?
At sinu-sino nga lang ba ang makahaharap sa Liwanag?

Ako at ang kadiliman
Ako at ang liwanag.
Sino nga ba ang pamato?
Sino nga ba ang tunay na kalaban?

Subalit kung ako ma’y isang anino na lamang,
Ako’y pipisan pa rin sa mga yakap ng Buwan.
At kahit pa ako’y mahuli sa kanilang takbuha’y
Sigurado pa rin akong
May liwanag pa rin sa aking sinusundan.

Ikaw, Anong tantya mo?
Makararating ka rin ba sa dulo?
Ikaw, anong pasya mo?
Tataya ka ba o mananatiling isang anino?
Aug 13 · 125
Dreamer
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Who am I to stop Your power?
For You’re able to release and withhold.
Who am I to declare “I cannot make it”
“I will never be plentiful,”
“I lack everything” or “It is impossible”
For You have the final say,
The final words to rule my identity.

You make distinction to Your children —
The world’s a gong where violence increases
And the love of many grows cold.
For these are the last days
But my spirit longs to be at home.

In all the chaos, I found one consistent voice…
And it’s Your sweet small voice
Knocking off the boulders before my eyes,
And leaving me amazed when time rolls by.

I met the different versions of failures and of victories
And I am used to random transitions.
Sometimes, I still find myself in the edge of the cliff —
Afraid but ready to take the risk
Coz one day, all these sufferings shall pass.

You gave me breath, so I will speak of Your glory.
You renew my strength, so I will empower others.
And you lend me life, so it is Yours to take.
Who am I to call off Your vows?
Who am I to stop from praising You?

I ain’t the master of my own existence
I ain’t sure of what lies ahead
Not what the future holds.
But I know for sure —
You’ll never abandon nor forsake me.

I’m not quitting, Lord
I will not back down
And I will rise just as you have risen.
Your love was written in my heart —
So, bless the Lord, oh my soul.
Jul 21 · 1.6k
Turista
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Iduduyan Kita sa kalawakan
At aaliwin ng mga nagniningning na mga tala.
Hahayaang marahang mapagmasdan
Ang mga palamuting bunga ng Aking hininga.

Aawitan Kita ng kundiman na hehele sa’yong pagtulog.
At sa pagsilang ng panibagong Araw
Ay hahagkan ka ng mga sinag Nito
At lulusawin ang mga pangamba’t pag-aalinlangan.

Ang mga pira-pirasong liham ng kasaysayan
Ay nagmistulang mga tagubilin
At ilaw sa’yong paglalakbay.
Habang ang hantungan ng bawat Salita’y
Ang puso **** patuloy Kong sinusuyo —
Sinusuyo ng aking Katapatan at Kadakilaan.

At habang ang mga matutulis na palaso’y
Hindi magkamayaw sa pag-uunahan;
Maging ang mga payasong nakapalibot sayo’y
Nag-aabang lamang sa’yong kahinaan.
Narito Ako —
Narito, upang waksian ang bawat pagpapanggap
Nang hindi ka na mahulog pa
Sa mga patibong na iginagawad nila sa’yo
Na tila ba totoong mga parangal.

Bagamat naging isang pamilyar na tahanan
Ang mundong iyong ginagalawa’y
Hindi ito ang habambuhay na alay Ko sa’yo.
Sa piling Ko’y magiging buo ka —
At ang Aking pag-anyaya’y kusang loob.
Sa piling Ko’y dito ka na mamahinga’t
Ako ang maging Sandigan at Sandata.

Ako ang Simula at ang Katapusan;
At nasa Akin ang huling Salita.
Magbalik ka na, anak —
Magbalik sa yaman ng Pag-ibig Ko.
Jul 20 · 103
Breaking Barriers
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“I met You during Summer
Tale as old as time —
Will I ever remember,
When my scars won’t bid goodbye?”

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I found myself in the same roof where I am today
But the wrenching waves were all gone.
My breath runs dry
Whenever I had a glint of distress
While tomorrow has not yet began.

In the vineyard of my Master,
My hollow core is being pressed down
Where I used to be shamefaced of the intricate details —
The flaws and blemishes, hiting me like a rock.
And even before they heal,
I always get new ones like the newbies…
Like the tattoos in my eyes
Whenever I cry in my own midnight suns.

I write whenever there’re palettes in my head,
The strokes of my Master
Were the key notes of the melody of my soul.
I was about to die until He crossed the oceans for me!
The script became a masterpiece
Regardless of the broken keys
And the missing lines of the so-random poetries.

Ever changing glow from within,
Busted lights all over my face.
Whew! It was a rough road
But the shadows no longer chase me,
The tides no longer hold me back so I continued sailing.

I tried to pause for a moment;
Resonating the hymn deep within me
As I bite my own lips.
It was so hard to stop
When the ink was the shed blood
Running through my veins —
I am alive; and my breath was more than a sigh.

The audience tells me to keep quiet
But I always hear the sweet small voice
Of my Master who’s behind the draperies
And away from the eyes in grim,
Of the fake faces who make face along side.

I run towards Him
In the hidden corners of my prayer room.
It was the backstage where I hid myself
And found it as a gem, bestowing me revival —
Where I felt so secured and loved the most.
And that’s where I hide my treasures too;
And today, it’s no longer a secret
Between me and my Master.

I opened the door for the world to see
For this is where my soul rests
But not yet the place where I truly belong.
As of now, I won’t abandon this room
Where He break the barriers before my eyes.

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“Today, I remember the stories untold:
The skeletons in my previous closet,
The dry coarse land where I hid my wealth.
I dug so deep but it’s not worth the effort.
Today, I remember You —
I will always remember Your Name.”
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I give you my world,
And You give me the universe.
I open my heart to You,
And You dwell within me.

I lift my hands to praise You
And You reign like a roaring thunder.
The galaxy belongs to You —
How tiny I am and yet you see me through.

My years are in the palm of Your hands—
Written by the blood of your Son…
Beloved and precious,
A King who’s always on the throne.

Your love remains steadfast,
Your grace is like the rain
Showering me every now and then
So my soul can dance with You.

I long to see You face to face
But I wait patiently
Before the curtains unveil the coming glory
And before I commit my spirit
And find its rest with You.
Jul 17 · 68
Love Potion
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It was a poison to see you face to face
Relying on your strength
And making your worst nightmares
Came back to life.

Torn pages, torn soul —
Adding so much pain
Pulling the trigger
Just so you can fly.

You stutter when tears run down
Your hidden gems were treasure to me.
I know, one day you’ll overcome
And I will stop provoking you
To unlove yourself
So you’ll get over every trauma.

I hope you’re doing good
You are my number one —
You are worth it, you are loved
You are never abandoned.

Take heart —
Self, you can do so much more.
Keep running, keep your FAITH.
Jul 17 · 111
The Faith that Built Me
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The foundation was laid
And I was named to be a building —
Dignified by the strength of my Master’s identity
And nurtured by His love that will last forever.

I played a role of hide and seek
And the long years built me
Where my facade dealt the beauty of the dust.
And the ashes of my ancestor
Were the old pieces of the bigger masterpiece.

A sculpture was born but it was unfinished
The lens of my Master was more than a promise,
And I aim to be whoever He wants me to be.
His burning arrows pierced me from within
Changing me as He leads me to the still waters.

There’s no wasted time in His loving arms
And yet I fall short of his glory from time to time,
Turning from left to right,
Side by side failing like a falling debris
But still, He picked me up from the dust.

I used to think that a building owns itself —
But it’s a revelation of time
Reminding me that I am not well-maintained
In the shadows of my own strength.

The sand of time even worshipped the rising Sun
And so here I am — waiting to be built again.
And if I am to spend another life
Then I would not waste a lifetime away from Him.
Jul 17 · 1.4k
Hudyat ng Panimula
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Kung ang bawat palakpak at panalo ko sa mundo’y
Siya namang mitsa ng paglayo ko Sa’yo —
Huwag na lang siguro; hihinto na ako.

Kalimutan na lang natin ang entabladong ito
At ikahon ang mga bituin sa’king mga mata.
Mga damdaming minsa’y napapariwara,
Ngayo’y kusang inaanod sa hiwaga ng Pagsinta.

Kakatok tangan ang pahiram na hininga…
Palimos ng kahit isang patak ng dugo **** dumanak.
Pagkat kaligtasan ang aking hanap,
Sa isang iglap ako’y magbabalik sa simula —
Sa simulang nalimot at nilumot ng kasalanan.

Ako’y magbabalik Sa’yo, bunga ng yaman ng Pag-ibig Mo.
Sa silid na ang tanging Hari ay Ikaw
At ang Ngalan Mo ang nananatiling may kabuluhan.

Sa’yo ang unang yapak
Habang ako’y nakaakbay Sa’yong Kalakasan
At Ikaw lamang ang aking palatandaan
Na ang pintua’y bukas na
At handa na upang maging isang Pahingahan.
Jun 12 · 1.7k
Malayang Mangingibig
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Malaya kong isisigaw ang Ngalan Mo —
Dakila Ka,
Dakila Ka ngang talaga.

Saksi ako sa kabutihan Mo
Sa buhay kong balang araw
Ay babalik din sa alikabok —
Na ang bawat pangako Mo’y
Mga balang lumagablag sa aking kaibuturan.

Saksi ako sa pag-ibig ****
Umaakap at umaakay sa akin
Pabalik at papalapit Sa’yo —
Ang pagmamahal **** kusang ibinibigay,
Ibinubuhos, mabuhay lamang ako.

Saksi ako sa grasya **** umaapaw,
Nalulunod ako Sa’yong pag-ibig
At sa Liwanag Mo’y nabubulag ako
Hanggang sa…
Hindi ko na masilayan
Ang dati kong pagkatao.

Nagbago na pala ako,
Ako’y binago Mo.
Malayang-malaya na pala ako,
Ako’y pinalaya Mo.

Dakila — ‘yan Ka,
Mahal — mahal Kita, Ama.
Jun 6 · 1.4k
Intersection
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Hindi ako nangangambang
Tabunan ng dilim ang liwanag ng araw
Na sa kanyang pagsilang ay manlalabo rin
Ang aking pananaw.

Pagkat mananatili ang Langit
Hanggang sa aking huling Lupang Hinirang.
At wala akong ibang nais na gawin
Kundi pagmasdan ito
At tingalain ang yaman nitong kagandahan.

Sa aking paggayak sa tabing dagat
Ay tatawagin din ako ng Kanyang mga alon.
At ang tanong ko’y Kanyang aakuin.

“Gaano nga ba kalawak ang Iyong pag-ibig?”
Wari ko’y ilang dipa pa ba
Hanggang sa marating ko Siya.
Ngunit ako’y aakapin ng sumisipol na hangin.
At ‘yan na marahil ang tugon Niya.

Sa aking pagsuyod
Maabot lamang ang Kalangitan,
At sa aking pagsisid
Matiyak lamang ang lalim ng Karagatan —
Walang ibang kasagutan
Kundi ang natatangi **** Ngalan.
I was driving when God whispered to write about this poem. I said, “Lord, wait lang, isusulat ko. Uuwi lang ako.” And here I am writing what God wants me to write about. Thank You, Jesus Christ. Please overflow in my life.
May 28 · 1.1k
The Garden of Faults
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Sa tuwing hinahagis ko
Ang aking sarili Sa’yong harapan,
Ay nais kong isakatapuran Mo rin
Ang bawat pangakong inilathala’t
Ipinagtibay ng dugong dumanak sa Krus.

Sa tuwing kumukulimlim na
Ang aking mga mata’y
Gusto kong magtago Sa’yong lilim
At doon ang aking pahinga.

Isisigaw ko ang lahat ng aking pangamba
At lulusawin ng pag-ibig Mo
Ang bawat tinik na pumipigil sa’kin para huminga.

At kung pupwede lang
Na patigilan Mo ang bawat ritmo ng oras
Upang panandaliang maibsan ang aking pangungulila —
Kung pwede lang sana.

Sa mga buhangin ng aking pagkukunwari’y
Kusa Mo akong aanyayahan
Sa malalim at malawak **** karagatan.
At kailan nga ba ako matututo?
Kailan nga ba kita masisilayan
At massasabi nang aking mga mata’y
Ikaw ang tanging totoo?

Nasasabik ako
Sa tuwing sasalubungin Mo ako ng pag-asa
At kalakip pala ng pagtiklop ng bawat umaga’y
Ang yakap **** mainit
Na tumatawag sa’kin na mas piliin pa ang malalim.

Taliwas sa aking sariling prinsipyong
Binahiran ng mga haka-haka
Ang kapangyarihan ng tunay na pananampalataya.
At Sa’yo pala mawawalang bisa
Ang bawat kuro-kurong
Hinayaan kong magsilbing masasamang damo
Sa hardin ng aking pagkatao.

Ngayo’y bubuksan kong muli
Ang aking pintuan
At wala nang iba pang makagagapi
Sa Tinig **** ginawa ko nang pader
At pugad ng aking bukas
Na Sa’yo ko lamang iniaalay.
May 17 · 185
Keeper
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You paint my life with red —
And I keep on sinking in your oceans of grace.
You are my Miracle Working God,  
So merciful even when I drown in my own desires.

So closed to death, I mention Your Name
My dry lungs spit blood
And my bones has become weak
For I pierce myself when I neglect Your ways
But you keep calling me
To build altars in Your mountains.

So I run to your grace —
I climb up looking for Your presence
Where I know I will thirst no more
For Your tender arms is my eternal home.

And I was thrown not in the lake of fire
But in your Throne of Grace
Where I can no longer feel the tears in my eyes
For you caught me in Your arms
Where I surrendered my being.

You keep on rescuing me
And Your embrace clothes me with security.
I fear but no longer in this world
I fear of losing you —
Keep my soul, oh Lord
Keep me until forever.
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If faith can buy anything,
What would be your purchase?
If faith can buy everything,
Would you still be trusting the LORD?

If favor is a commodity,
Can your money be enough?
Would you use all your resources
To get close to what you really want?

And if God always gives what your heart desires,
Would you see Him the way you see Him now?
Would you still seek Him if everything goes well?

And if you love the world too much,
You would never have valued what you have gained —
For what you gained in Christ is precious
That even money and power cannot buy.
May 7 · 1.4k
Handa
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Ilang araw na akong namamahinga
At napapaisip ako sa Iyong pagbabalik.
Nais ko nang umuwi —
Nais ko nang magpasakop sa Liwanag.

Ang mga kapagalan ,
Ay magiging luma kinabukasan
At sa pagsipol ng hanging humihinga sa Lilim
Ay mapapawi ang anumang pait
Na mitsa ng pagkagunaw ng bawat pananaw.

Hahalik sa Kanyang mga palad
Na tila walang ibang iniirog —
Walang ibang sandata
Kundi ang pamanang
Yaman ay matatagpuan sa Kanyang mga Salita.

At walang silid na makakalimot
Sa mga burda ng Kanyang pagkalinga.
Lilisan at magbabalik —
Paparating na Siya.
May 3 · 326
Last Dance
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In the palms of Time,
She hears the thumping of her longing heart.
She, who loves to knit her own white dress
And her well-braided hair with dewy flowers
Became her crowning glory.

She waits with her head lifted to the Sky,
She waits knowing that He remembers her name.
And every single day, she writes her own story
And these stories are not all good
But these pages built her soul —
Found and nurtured by her Lover’s deep affection.

The Sun has left the curtains in the skies —
And her Groom kept His promise to her…
He returned… Oh yes, the Groom has come!
He has finally come!

And He wiped her tears before it fall
For the bride was meant to live
more than a lifetime
And to spend eternity with her Lover
Who gave her vows…
Her Covenant Maker, her Promise Keeper!

They will dance in the courts of Heaven
Where darkness cannot enter
And where death has no power.

The most awaited feast indeed
Was granted before their eyes
All the witnesses will enter
The rest they all have been longing for.

The bride was dancing
With so much praise in her lips.
She shouted and leaped for joy!
And it was overflowing!

And that’s the last dance she’s been waiting for
The only dance her soul searched for years.
She loved Him that’s why she waited
But He loved her first —
Her waiting was worth it!
Apr 26 · 1.4k
MaKATHA
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Ang bawat buhay
Ay binubuo ng mga pahina ng mga tula
Ilang libong libro na may makakapal na kuwento
At marahil ang iba’y, sa unang pahina pa lamang
Ay maroon na rin ang kanilang dulo.

Kakatha pa rin ang Bathala
Kahit punitin man ng kadiliman.
Lilikha gamit ang Kanyang hininga,
Isang idlap, isang kurap
Patuloy ang pagbibigay buhay at katuturan.

Sunugin man ang mga pahina,
Dapuan man ng mga alikabok at mga insekto,
Mabura man ang mga letra
buhat sa mga patak ng ulan
Ay mananatili pa rin ang mensahe’t nilalaman.

Sa huli, ang may Akda
Ang tanging may hawak ng mga kasagutan
Sa mga pahinang hindi natin alam
Kung kailan nga ba ang katapusan.
Apr 1 · 2.0k
Limot
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Ikaw ang alaalang nais kong ibaon sa limot —
Ang kalimutan ka ay kalayaan ko.
Ikaw ang larawang sana’y kumupas na
At handa ako kung anayin na
Ang mga sandaling kasama ka.

Sa tuwing pumipikit ako’y
Dinadalaw mo pa rin ang aking isipan
At maging sa panaginip,
Ako’y tila binabangungot
At magigising nang bigla ang aking ulirat.

Ang bawat patak ng luha’y ni hindi na masukat
Gaya ng ulang walang himpil na pagbagsak.
Kung sana noong una’y binitawan ka na agad,
Sana’y hindi nagdurusa ang puso kong pagod na.
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I entered an open door —
A room was before me
The presence was high
And I sense no misery.

When I pray, You listen
When I listen, You speak.
You’re the Author of everything —
You’re the Keeper of the keys.

Nothing —
Just nothing can separate You and me
I say, “One storm at a time,”
My soul was thirsty for more
More Faith to quench the thirst.

When You look at me,
What can You see,
When You measure my faith,
Can You say I passed the test?

When I leave this place,
Does it mean You don’t care?
Oh, carry me in Your arms
I’ll be back, I will always return.
Apr 1 · 618
I Long for the Day
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I long for this very day —
You’ll sing me lullabies
You’ll welcome me to Your rest
Where You prepared a room for me.

I long for the tears to be wiped away
For every spoken word to be heard firsthand.
And Your throne of majesty will satisfy my eyes,
Your presence and greatness, no more a picture.

I long for the glory to come,
For every heart to beat for You —
To bring glory not just in knees
But to see You face to face.

I long for Your return
Not just a visit to my broken soul,
My weary heart awaits for you…
And I’ll wait patiently —
Patiently waiting for You.
Mar 31 · 552
Connection
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I told you I would no longer write for you —
That I won’t hide it in series of poetry anymore.
I was old enough
And I know it’s no longer trendy
I write you letters but I don’t send it anyways.

I wanna tell you how much I cared
To let you go as God says so
At first, I was so scared losing you
As if you were “mine”
Though I never had this “thing” with you.

Honestly, I was left with no choice at all —
I thought you’ll wait for me
Just like what you’ve promised.
But maybe words were just empty words.

Hey, I’m sorry that you got tired of me
I was crazy to let you go without even confessing.
You’re too early and I was too late
But it’s kinda unfair
Coz I believed everything you said.

I know I hurt you too
Many times, you told me you’re no longer at peace.
I hated myself for hurting you
But I have to let myself heal and bloom once again.

The connection I had with you was different
I thought I’m already “home” when I’m with you.
But I never had the chance to cherish everything…
It was the last time, but I haven’t said anything.

The pain within me was more than my emotions,
You’re not just a piece of me
But being with you for a short span
Was like staying where I want to be.

I had so many questions in my head —
But the answer I get was you moved on already.
Seeing you around makes me forgive you
And leads me to forgive myself too.

I ain’t perfect —
But this connection has lapsed
And I have to leave this page.
Mar 31 · 427
Dust
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The Joy within me is a flowing river
And I can’t deny the Source.

If I die young —
I’m sure He’ll remember me…
And every anthem of my soul
Shall weave the letters to portray His love.

I consider myself a dust —
One day, I’ll leave this shell
One day, I’m no longer a vessel
But a dust without His breath.

He holds the future I have never imagined,
My plans will always fail without Him
And I know that.
But my faith, it’s unending —
By grace, I shall live…

For today, I’m a vessel of His love,
Tomorrow, I’ll die too
I’ll die and be forgotten
But I hope they remember —
That Jesus lived within me
And that what matters the most
Then my purpose was done.
Mar 17 · 741
My Universe in Your Eyes
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As I look to the skies, I see the stars
Waving their light
In the vastness of their own universe.

In the mirror, I talk to myself —
“I see your scars and you’re messed up…
You’re tired and everything’s heavy.”

I tried to close my eyes
Where it’s just me and You —
You who always believed in me.

You say,
“I see your scars and yet I love you…
I know you’re tired but I have you.”

When I try to quit,
You say, “Quitting is not an option.”
Your love is enough; at the Cross, I surrender.

Who am I to be numb?
When Your love was the only hope I cling to…
Who am I not to love you back?
When Your love was the reason of my existence?
Mar 13 · 1.3k
Krus
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Ako’y nilaban Mo —
Buhay ang alay Mo
Walang kapantay,
Ganyan ang pag-ibig Mo.

Saan ko man hanapin,
Saan ko man hagilapin,
Dalışay ang Iyong pagsinta
Tanging Ikaw ang hanap ng aking mga mata.

Puso ko’y Iyong nabihag
Nabihag ng Iyong Kadakilaan
Pagsamba ko’y abot langit
Ikaw at Ikaw pa rin ang sambit.

Ano pa nga bang hahanapin?
Ako’y Iyong-iyo, Sa’yo ang pag-ibig ko.
Kanino pa nga ba tatakbo?
Oras ay ‘di na hihinto, Sa’yo pa rin ang kapit ko.
Mar 12 · 1.6k
Hawla
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Gusto ko nang magwala,
Gusto ko nang kumawala —
Hahanap ng pluma
At kakatha ng isang tula.

Isa na namang piyesa
Susulpot na parang bula,
Mawawala nang kusa
Lilisanin ang mga tugma.

Alay ko ang aking awit
Minsang mga bala’y mapanakit.
Isisigaw na may dawit
Ang sukli’y kaakit-akit.

Ilang libong mga salita,
Papalibutan ng mga katha.
Isang araw ng pagkukusa —
Isang obra ang maipipinta.
031024

Many times I tried to play CHESS…
To WIN, a player must CHECKMATE his/her opponent.
When the ‘king’ is in checkmate,
Then the game is OVER.

And checkmate doesn’t happen
Without a PREPARATION —
But TODAY I call it as a “PRAYperation”
Then, everything else will be added
As a RESTORATION.

For you CANNOT use your anointing yesterday
To FEED your soul for today…
Learn how to OBEY and SEEK the Higher King,
Then you’ll know whose SIDE are you in.
Mar 6 · 519
Purpose
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Per pause, You speak purpose…
Per cause, so much it’ll cost.
Feb 29 · 1.1k
Sinta
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Minsan ka nang lumuha’t
Nagtiis sa mga salıtang binato ng mundo.
Minsan ka na ring napatid at nalunod
Ngunit bumangon at sumikap pa rin.

Sinisinta kita
Sa kabila ng iyong mga pagkukulang.
Pagpapatawad at pag-ibig
Umaapaw buhat sa aking kaibuturan.

Batuhin ka man ng lahat
Ay hindi kita iiwan.
Hindi ito isang pangako,
Bagkus ito ang aking puso.

Patuloy kitang ipananalangin,
Hangga’t sa kaya ko pa.
Hindi kita susukuan
Ako’y yuyukod sa Maykapal.
Feb 29 · 1.3k
Kanlungan
022924

Magsisimula akong muli —
Dalhin mo ang aking pangamba’t
Waksian maging mga pag-aalinlangan.

Sa’yo ko ihahain ang lahat-lahat
Kaya hindi na ako magdududa pa
Kung sakaling mag-iba ang aking landas.

Patas ang Iyong paghusga
Kung sakaling ako ang nasa kadiliman.
At Ikaw rin mismo, ang magsisilbing Ilaw.

Ikaw ang aking Daan —
Ako’y akayin Mo hanggang dulo
At ‘wag na ‘wag na bibitawan.

Aking buhay, Iyong pagharian
At wala na akong ibang nanaisin pa
Kundi Ikaw ang aking Kanlungan.
Feb 29 · 154
No Body
022924

My hands were weary
Even before I came here —
But the stone was already rolled away!
Where are You?
Where are you, my Lord?

I was a nobody
But still, You called me.
Where is Your Body, Lord?
Where did they take You?
Or, what miracle are You doing?

I look at the skies
As the sun rays kisse my skin.
I lift up my hands and praise from within —
I lift up my eyes to the One
Coz I know You always make a Way!

No body’s in the grave!
But I know the promises You made!
No body and yet my soul rejoices!
What a wonderful resurrection!
Jesus, the freedom is here! Reign! Reign!

My soul waits for You
But I wait not in vain
But in hope, I continually trust in You.
Nobody before, but I’m somebody now!
And You will come, You will come!

Come, awake my soul
Come and get me to rest in You!
I sing to Your magnificence!
I dance in the hymn of the Spirit You gave me!
I’ll wait for nobody else, but You!
Feb 28 · 626
In Your Loving Arms
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During Your creation,
You rest not because You’re tired —
You rest but the details were hidden to us,
You do things because You are God.

Most of the times, I do not understand You
And yet You have never failed me —
You have never left nor forsaken me.

My life is short, Lord…
Let no one ****** me from You.
Remove those that isn’t for me —
My great desire is more of You and less of me.

The battles I face, I drop them down
I won’t carry any sword but I’l run to You.
I’ll run to my Father’s arms and tell You,
“Lord, I am so tired…”

I know You can see me —
You even listen to conversations
You keep away from my own ears
And it’s how You protect me.

You have never abandoned me
But You gave so much meaning in my life
And even if the world shows me who I was,
You unveil the truth and set me on fire.

The heavy curtains and the puffy clouds,
You remove them from my vision.
You form new things more than I ever imagined.
And You mold me with Your willing hands again.

I cry to You, my God
I cry for help coz I don’t need somebody else.
I am desperate when I call You —
I am willing to live for You,
So bury me in Your arms,
In Your loving arms.
Feb 28 · 229
Longing
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My Solid and Firm Foundation,
My Rock and my Strong tower —
You are my God,
And You love me more than anyone does.

My heart hurts, Lord
And yet my eyes have no tears.
My weakness is evident
And yet in Your hands, I wanna be kept.

Heal my weary soul,
Heal and breathe me life.
I long for You
All the days of my life.
Feb 27 · 257
Harmony
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I found no butterflies when I’m with you,
But there is peace and silent thumping
As I see the calmness of your face.
And your so, so sweet smile
Radiates from the core of your spirit —
Eradicating every pain my heart has.

I don’t shiver when you hold my hand,
And it no longer bothers me
When you ****** me from my old self.
Neither got no goosebumps when you speak.
But when you lead me to the One I love —
That’s when I know I love you the most.

And when my eyes can’t see you,
When I no longer blink as I count one, two, three.
That’s when I know I’m at the edge of my own cliff
And I’m ready to dive and submit
Where the Spirit ignites my vision —
Bringing me to a great heights of my faith renewed.

I don’t make every second count itself —
But I can simply put the verses of my heart
To the invisible jar of hope and start praying…
And never lean on my own understanding,
Never place myself in the drowning emotions
But to bring praise and melody in such harmony.

I won’t deal this this pace
But I won’t shut my doors too.
When the time comes, I will understand
That the best version of me can lift up another soul.
Maybe when I’ll cross this road again,
There’ll be flowers everywhere.

I hope and pray —
But His will be done! The glory is His!
022724

Wings glide as He hovers and covers me,
The Alpha and Omega has come
And He shall reign forever and ever!
His throne will be established!

All thrones and all crowns will bow down,
All powers will lose their might,
No pride left for any tribe
But just one hymn will be in harmony and collide.

Between the darkest space,
I have found the abyss too hard to find —
Too hard to dealt with
But no strong tower can deny the Greater Power!

To the loneliest place on earth,
To the empty space where hearing
And beating of splendor resonates,
I will call upon the Lord…
I will exhalt Your Name forever!
Feb 27 · 181
Who You Say I Am
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I will SECURE you —
Remove your insecurities
And remember to mention my Name
I am here even before you declare.

I will LIFT you —
Remain grounded, your heart I will take care.
Your fall isn’t a failure
When you see things through My lens.

I willl STRENGTHEN you —
Your weary soul, I breathe life!
Your burdens, I will carry
Your tears, I will wipe.

I will always LOVE you —
Nothing can separate you from Me.
My love is complete and just focus on Me,
I will be sufficient for you!

Believe and receive,
Abide in me, My Child…
And trust Me wholeheartedly —
I Am who you say I Am!
Feb 27 · 418
Crimson
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You wrote Your love in red
Deep love in pure sacrifice —
You were hurt more than I,
But it’s how You brought me back to life!

Your letters aren’t mystery
Bounded with Truth and Spirit,
Your love tames me from within,
No greater love what the world could give.

You call me not as a slave,
But as a child of my Holy King who saves!
My life, You pursued and grant me peace —
Oh how precious Your love in crimson is!
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Kalakip ng bawat “oo”
Ang mapapait na “hindi” ng Tadhana.
Kung sa’yong palad ko ikakahon ang sarili’y
Mauubos ako sa sarili kong lakas
Habang sumusuntok ako sa buwan.

Mananatili akong aliping
Nakagapos sa sarılı kong mga pangarap
At marahil ito ang maging mista
Ng tuluyan kong pagkabulag
Pagkat sarili ang aking naging Lupang Hinirang.

Ni hindi masasaklawan ninuman
Ang bawat sumisirit na imahe sa aking balintataw.
At walang sinuman ang makapag-papahele
Sa akin hanggang makaidlip
Pagkat iba ang ritmo ng Pagsintang aking kinapapanabikan.

Kung sarili ang magiging lason
Ng aking pagkalimot sa aking unang sinumpaan…
Ay mas nais ko nang tuldukan
Ang bawat silakbo ng damdaming
Hanggang lupa lamang ang kasarinlan.
Feb 25 · 246
The Birth of Poetry
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Maybe some beautiful letters
Were written not in the bed full of roses —
Some write to make their lovers live,
But some… to **** the blurry pages and leave.

Maybe I could write
Until the last dance of the clock…
And I won’t ask another charge
To keep the thumping of my heart.

And maybe I could write
Until the sun smiles
And meet the moon
And bid each other’s goodbyes.

Until the last drop of blood
Shed in tears, falling like leaves unto my feet…
Until my sleep has left my being…
Until everyday meets no end with an infinite kiss.
Feb 25 · 312
The Big Bad Wolf
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There’s a story not so long time ago,
And there’s this Big Bad Wolf
Hovering where he wants —
Aiming and locking his target.

His arrows do not look like scary
And most are wrapped in beauty —
In gems and in gold,
In iron and in silver.

He will eat his prey alive
But at times, he can paralyze too.
The prey doesn’t  know the schemes,
Coz he too doesn’t know he’s the prey!

The Big Bad Wolf seemed nice,
They say he’s like a sheep too.
But how foolish are the beholder of those eyes!
For he doesn’t realize even the time of his death!
Feb 25 · 281
The Foolish Vessel
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Everyone holds their own containers
And the Day 1 of your life
Will make your cup overflowing —
You will be so, so full of life.

But when the Time comes
And the Overseer checks what’s in your hands…
Will He be pleased that you left nothing for yourself?
Or be dismayed coz you’re still full of yourself?

How will you measure yourself?
What is your standard?
Will you pass the testing?
Will you pass the fire and be the purest gold?
Feb 25 · 345
The Last Man Standing
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Trusting no one
Coz there’s so much foolishness
In the world
They began to submit themselves with.

People die to live as a must…
But out of the abundance of the hearts
Of the cold-blooded wolves,
Some chose to believe on their own truths.

But I tell you —
That even those truths can all be false.
Can I dare you to believe again?
And to relive the life you’re supposed to nurture?

Coz in this world with noises
Of random gongs and roaring schemes,
A Voice will dare you to believe again
And that Voice is the last Man standing.
Feb 20 · 187
Bleeding Ribbons
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As I watch the Sun bleed,
The oceans went through my eyes —
The deep ocean, diving in my soul
Driving and cleansing every dirt I envision.

I had no hold for tomorrow
Nor I had no idea what will come next.
And yet my hope is in the Sun’s rising again.
My hope isn’t hidden, it will soon be captured.

The image as shut my entity’s door
Becomes the image of a robe in white…
The reddish ribbons in deep wounds,
The spiky thorn in the Sun’s crown.

Tearing all in the mention of a Name —
A name higher than the stars in space,
Higher than the galaxies discovered,
Higher than the infinities no one could ever measure.
Feb 20 · 222
Heaven’s Dew
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I hear the slow whisper of the air I breathe —
And then, I breathe in the Heaven’s atmosphere.
You call me in a different kind of peace,
An elevation where I had never climb up yet.

I see the beauty that I once forgotten —
Even the joy that sprouts within me…
The pressure of this world will no longer drag me
To the depths of where I’m not supposed to be.

I am more than myself
Coz there’s greatness in me.
And it’s You who see the value
Of my real identity.

You chose me
Even before I began to had my eyes on You —
That blazing fire that met the hunger of my soul,
And so I began to thirst for more of You.

You gave me purpose
In this dying generation…
My flesh decays with the worldly desire
And even my bones will not enter
The rest and the Place that my Spirit longs for.

There’s a gift You give —
A fresh start with Heaven’s dew.
As the rays of the sun kiss my skin,
And I will radiate as the morning does —
To radiate from inside out.
Waking up, there’s a Rhema in my head, “ New Dew.”

*It’s something resembling dew in purity, freshness, or power to refresh.

Hosea 13:3
Therefore they will be like the morning mist, and like the dew that passes away early, like the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing floor, and like the smoke out of the chimney.

The miraculously refreshing and reviving effect of dew upon the plants in the Holy Land prompted Isaiah to use it as a figure of resurrection (see Isaiah 26:19) and Hosea to use it as a figure of repentance (see Hosea 14:4–5).

Proverbs 3:19-20
The Lord by wisdom founded the earth,
By understanding He established the heavens.
By His knowledge the deeps were broken up
And the skies drip with dew.

Deuteronomy 32:2
“Let my teaching drop as the rain,
My speech distill as the dew,
As the droplets on the fresh grass
And as the showers on the herb.

Hosea 14:5
I will be like the dew to Israel;
He will blossom like the lily,
And he will take root like the cedars of Lebanon.

Psalm 110:3
Your people will volunteer freely in the day of Your power;
In holy array, from the womb of the dawn,
Your youth are to You as the dew.

Genesis 27:28
Now may God give you of the dew of heaven,
And of the fatness of the earth,
And an abundance of grain and new wine;
Feb 19 · 202
Resonance
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There’s a poetry in my head
A hymn that my soul sings
And a Voice deep within my core saying,
“Write again, write about my Splendor and Glory.”  

I will exhalt you in all nations —
And I will continually be amazed…
Of how majestic You are.

How You took notice of my heart…
My oh, so weary soul.  
My desperate call for help,
And yet I am so loved by You.

So, so loved that You died
To wipe out every tear…
To bestow the life I’m supposed to live.

You’re the treasure I will keep…
And to truly live
Is to trust You with all I have,
To wait patiently…  
And so help my unbelief.

You are Jesus,
The Lover of my soul…
The Perfector of my faith.

You are the Keeper
Of the key to my heart and no one —
Just no one
Can separate me from You.
Feb 19 · 1.3k
Isang Kurap, Isang Iglap
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Itikom aking bibig
Nang Sayo’y mamahinga.
Isip ko’y Iyong pagharian
At muling awitan ng Iyong pagsinta.

Ilang dekada na’y
Nanatili Kang tapat —
Ni hindi ka nagkulang,
Ikaw ay naging sapat.

Paano nga ba ako hihinto?
Kung Ikaw ang aking Kalakasan.
Bakit nga ba ako mapapagod?
Kung Ikaw rin ang aking uuwian.

Tatahan ang aking mga mata,
Pagkat Ikaw ang aking Tahanan.
Ikaw ang Simulang
Walang katapusan.

At balang araw,
Sa isang kurap
At sa isang iglap lamang —
Ang lahat ay alaala na lamang.
Feb 18 · 815
Ikaw Hanggang Dulo
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Ikaw ang Buhay, ang aking Hininga
Ang nagdudulot sa bawat pintig
Na noo’y nais nang mamahinga.

Ikaw ang Pangakong aking panghahawakan,
Ilalaan Sa’yo ang lahat
Nang walang hinihinging kapalit.

Ikaw ang Pagsinta
Sa gitna ng mga mapapait na nobela —
Nobelang akala ko’y syang bubuo sa’king pagkatao.

Ikaw ang Lunas sa bawat sakit,
Sa bawat hapding walang ibang makapagpapagaling…
Ikaw ang aking Kagalingan.

Sa libis at parang
Ako’y kusang hahakbang.
Na kahit ang dilim ay walang kapangyarihan.

Ikaw ang Aking Liwanag —
Akayin Mo ako hanggang sa huling hininga’t
Salubungin ako ng pag-ibig **** walang kapantay.
Jan 29 · 1.1k
Baling Kamay ng Orasan
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Walang ibang saksi
Ng mga binhing kusang umuusbong.
At walang ibang tutugon
Sa walang katapusang paghikbi.

Daig pa ng liwanag
Ang kadilimang baluti sa’king mga mata.
Ngunit tila ba ako’y hindi pa rin handa
Sa mga balang tumatagos sa’king katauhan.

Nauuhaw pa rin ako
Sa mga salitang “Mahal kita”
Ngunit sa bawat pagtagisan ng mga salita’y
Puso ko rin ang kusang lumilisan.

Marahil ang paghilom ay isa lamang panimula
Ngunit sa ngayo’y ang mga pahina’y
Nasa dulo na ng aking katapusan
At paano nga ba muling makasasandal?
Paano nga ba muling magsisimula?
Jan 22 · 216
A Call to Come Home
012223

Your heart —
The best place for HUMILITY.
You are —
God’s TEMPLE and never a tenement.

You can be —
A man/ woman AFTER GOD’S HEART
And be a WITNESS
Of your own transformation…
The best TRANSFORMATION
Before the glimpse of your very eyes.

JESUS —
The best EXAMPLE of all…
Your tears, He will wipe…
Your shame, He will cover in His embrace…
Your pain, He has overcome.

He sees things from ABOVE —
More than the speckles in our eyes…
His heart, so PURE…so  GENUINE…

I asked…
“How could Jesus share the same table
With his known betrayer?”
Then the Spirit within me stood up…
For I haven’t seen the BEST OF GOD yet…

The Spirit grieves…
The Spirit says, “What’s in your heart?”
All my LIFE, I’m just a BROKEN VESSEL —
Needing the PRESENCE OF GOD
To breathe the BREATH OF HEAVEN…
The breath of SALVATION…
More than the words I can utter in tears.

I am a WITNESS —
Of how the Spirit within me
Sees the BIGGER PICTURES…
Thy will be done on earth as it is in HEAVEN…
His SAVING GRACE is enough —
I will be HOME soon.
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