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Jul 2014 · 699
What Love Really Means
"Who will love me for me?"
I asked with bent knees.

"I will love you for you"
You answered and embraced me.
Thank You Jesus for loving me!
Jul 2014 · 604
Just Do It
Excuses* are for the *weak ,
Put your words into actions

7/15/14 @xirlleelang
Jul 2014 · 1.1k
Soar High
You'll never
be known
if you're always hiding.
Be exposed.
Jul 2014 · 916
Fairytales Do Exist
I hope to be not the antagonist
There're stories untold
But I want mine to have happy endings
Just like the old days
When I used to believe in fairy tales.

I am Cinderella
I should be home every midnight
My job was wearing me out
Can't even buy myself
A new pair of shoes
I used to walk miles for years
In order to attain education.

With my eyes that are blind
I wanna see the world
To enjoy life to the fullest
But they who call me Beast
Had entrapped me with absolute darkness
I was the only one left
A survivor of the great fire in our compound
I got my face burnt
And the world has shuttered from vision.

I am her Knight
Not in shining armour
I love her since we were in High School
But she who was my princess not know
And whenever I'm near her
I can't even utter words
To show my feelings out.

They told me I have a lot of potentials
My Mom encouraged me to dream big
For she herself once didn't own one
She asked me to do this and that
Wishing I could be successful someday
But she was murdered by Cancer
All she ever told me
May never come true
For now, I'm simply the Jeanie in the bottle.

I went to the Land of Free
And undergo enhancement several times
I took so much pills
I hold on to myself and became disciplined
In order to achieve this great body
But why do the society keeps on judging?
I know I was manly
I just wanna be happy
Can't they see
The Sleeping Beauty inside of me?

The world is indeed in the dark
All wanna believe in fairy tales
For they seek happiness alone
To not be judged but be loved
To be accepted and have the reason to live.

We don't know the stories behind those lies
Behind the misconception of true beauty
The game became Hide and Seek
Just like how the Dark urges to defeat the Light.

We aren't the masters of our lives
We are characters of different stories
Strangers in the pages of others' journeys
The great Author knows every timeline.

One thing I'm sure is:
There's always a happy ending for us
For it was already written
We just have to believe and trust
The One who wrote ours.
Jul 2014 · 3.4k
#PorkyProblems
Ilang dekada na
Lumaban ka raw para sa amin
Hindi ko man lamang naabutan
Patungo raw iyon sa demokrasya.

Tingnan mo kami ngayon
Ang daang matuwid ay putikan
Ganito pala ang lasa ng imoralidad
Na kayo-kayo rin ang nagtimpla.

Marami nang nakatikim
Ng pait at kakunatan ng inyong hain
Ilan pa ba ang papalasapin?
Kaawa-awang mga dila
Mapapaso't kikirot
Dulot ng sarili ninyong mantika.

Katulad ng ibang baboy,
Ilalabas ka sa hawla
Nakalilihi ba doon?
Kaya nanlumo kayo sa taba
Tabang walang kainaman
Hindi magamit panggisa ng kamalian.

Sandamakmak pala kayo
Nagsanib-puwersa sa looban
Pinakakain nang tama, pinagsisilbihan
Bagkus tambay sa kurapsyon
Sa kulungang may posisyon.

Bakal ang tali nyo
Kaya't sumuko na't wag pumiglas
Pagkat sa putikan ang  ruta
Yang putikang kayo rin ang may gawa.
Napanood ko sa TV ang pagpa-check up ni Enrile.
Jul 2014 · 411
Same Dream
My hands were stretched horizontally
There were no waves
But the water runs fast
I'm about to sink.

My hands reached the Sky
"I'm gonna reach You,"
I told the Heaven and I was heard.

For a moment,
I felt the land moves upward
Of course, including me.

As I look at my feet,
I wonder,
"How come?"
The ocean has reached me
That fast, I was about to be drowned.
Days ago, I prayed to God to have another dream about the oceans or waves. It happened that I got alarmed by my dream. It was my first dream about oceans this year, I gotta get ready, something's gonna happen that's gonna shake my faith. Thank You Lord for earlier warnings.
Jul 2014 · 800
The Encounter
I raise my white flag
A signal of surrender
The confession was at first hard for me,
Too hard for me
To let go of the things
That once became my false gods.

I went in front
I left the crowd
I don't care what they may say
I don't care if they judge me
But I know, Someone is calling me.

There, I found myself
With two hands raised to Heaven
I closed my eyes
And knelt to show humility.

The Spirit break out
I can feel His presence
His power took control of me.

I speak Your name
I was shouting over and over again
I can't control the voice in me
I felt that I was tore into two
It's my voice, but it's not me.

I cried out so loud
I can't control my tongue
I heard myself uttering foreignly
As if I'm alienated with a great power.

A new song was written in my heart
And my soul sing
I felt I had just escaped the dark
I saw the Light, even if my eyes are closed
There was a bright Cross in front of me.

Jesus, You then are King!
I love You!
Everything was fresh in me, I could even write and tell what happened in details. I really owe God for that great experience in my life. It was a "Boom," an experience that changed my life. It happened last year, October, when we had a National G12 Conference here in the Philippines.

I really felt how powerful the Holy Spirit is, and when He comes down, surely, everyone will feel Him. I actually don't know who the Holy Spirit was, but after that moment, I was totally.. ugh.. I don't know. But I really long for that kind of encounter. Even before, I had that "Holy Jealousy" with those who speaks in tongues or could feel the Holy Spirit. But really, it was the best moment in my entire life.

To tell you the truth, that altar call was for those who have ****** sins. I never heard to whom that call was for, but just what I've said I felt I should come and go in front. Ever since I was in Grade 5 (10 y/o that time), I had my habitual sin. Yeah, I did that thing of "*******." All the glory to God, that I have the courage to say it now. It took me years to be freed from that grip of Satan in me.

Okay, to make the story short: I already renounced it and again, thank You Jesus!

Well then, that was my first time to experience those works of the Holy Spirit in me. And since I'm human, many times I'm tempted to do the same sin. The truth is, many times I failed the Lord, but indeed at the end, it was His unconditional love that would break me into pieces and that would tell me, "Child, that's enough. Come to me."

I dunno what I'm actually saying right now, but all of these are due to what He has done to me. Right now, I just feel comforted by the Lord. I ain't perfect but He has chosen me to be His child. I love You Jesus, forgive me for the way I think earlier. In Jesus name, I claim forgiveness and hail You, Amen.
Ang pag-ibig
Hindi parang load
Hindi yan nauubos
Wala sa tindahan
Hindi inuutang.

Ang pag-ibig
Hindi parang gasoline station
Na daraanan mo lang
Na paparkingan mo
Pero iiwan mo
Pag nakuha na ang gusto.

Ang pag-ibig
Hindi parang kalsada
Na malawak pero tatapak-tapakan
Na aayusin at mas mapapansin lang
Pagka may lubak na.

Ang pag-ibig
Hindi parang payong
Na gagamitin mo lang
Para sa pansariling proteksyon
At itatago pag hindi mo na kailangan.

Ang pag-ibig hindi yan sasakyan
Na daraan sayo at hindi mo mapapansin
Na bubusinaan ka
At wala kang tamang pandinig.

Ang pag-ibig
Minsan makukumpara mo
Sa kung anu-anong pumupukaw ng atensyon mo
Minsan kasalungat
Ng kung anong nakikita mo.

Hindi mo na lang mapapansin
Nandyan na pala,
Eh kaso lang, ang layo ng tingin mo
Naghahanap ka pa,
Eh nasa harap mo na pala.
Habang nag-aabang na mapuno yung tricycle sa kanto, nang makauwi na rin.
Jul 2014 · 1.0k
Constant Love
A heart
if at peace
gives life
to the *body
Jul 2014 · 34.8k
Sapat na, Sumulong Ka Kaibigan
Tatlong bituing* patungo sa *Norte
Sa Silangan at Kanluran
Ang dugong hindi bughaw
Kalayaa'y sagisag.

Nagdadalamhati ang Perlas
Pagkat ito'y tanyag
Sa sari't saring anumalya
Pawang sa pulitika't
Maging sa simpleng eskinita.

Tuwid na daan ang sabi ng Hari
Itong kaibigan ko nga
Pumaskil pa sa Facebook
"Tuwid na daan patungo sa kamalian."

Maulop ang daan patungo sa katuwiran
May limitasyon sa bawat miyembro ng lipunan
Kasapi rin tayo sa eskandalong may hithit
Uhaw nga sa salapi, sirang plaka naman.

Kinalakhan ko ang dungis ng bayan
Nasanay na lang bagkus tuloy lang ang pangarap
Sabi nila'y tatsulok ang patakaran
Ang mayayama'y tataas
Mahihirap ay *
lulusong sa putikan

Mayroong tama sa bawat nasaksihan
Ngunit hindi ko maitatangging
Ako'y kasapi ng masalimuot na kasaysayan
Ngunit kung tanging mali
Ang pupukaw sa paningin
Aba't wala akong mararating.

Mahirap na nga
Makitid pa ang isip
Mayaman na nga
Hindi pa nasusuka sa kurapsyon.

Batu-bato raw sa langit
Bagkus ang tamaa'y sa lupa rin ang bagsak
Tayo na't sumulong
Pagkat ang giyera'y walang urungan.

Walang nararapat na panigan
Pagkat ang tama'y
Hindi na dapat pinag-iisipan
Kung ang prinsipyo nati'y
Lalang para sa kaluwalhatian
Nasisiguro ko, ito'y may magandang patutunguhan.
Wala akong maisip. Wala lang. Sulong Pilipinas
Jul 2014 · 25.1k
Suffocated and Dehydrated
Alila syang sakal
Tila nasa hawlang nasa labas ng sinapupunan
Naghihikahos sya
Humihingi ng tulong.

Tinawag ko si Tatay
Pagkat ako'y manikin
Wala sa ulirat
Habang sya'y nasa piit ni Kamatayan.

Pilit syang pumipiglas
Sa pira-pirasong tabla
Nakaririndi ang tinig
Hindi marunong kumalma.

Tayo'y nilalang na may isip
May katinuan
Hindi kailangang pumiglas
At panay ang laban.

Minsan, kahinaa'y malalasap
Ba't hindi huminto?
Hindi ito pagsuko, kaibigan
Ito'y paghihintay
Paghihithit ng lakas
Na kahit saglit
Ang buhay ay mahingahang muli.
Naiinis ako kay Teddy (ang Tuta naming mukhang Teddy Bear, malaki ang mata na parang si Keropi), pilit na papasok sa bahay at kaawa-awang maiipit. Buti na lang andyan si Papa, buhay pa siya haha.
Jul 2014 · 647
Ready to Face Death
Oceans of fire
Oh hell is real.

Days ago
His eyes shuttered
His existence
Brought to halt
With urgency,
Not sure* if it was a *lie.

She was a pal
A long-time friend
"Speak life," he said
With the breath of second life.

Indeed, my faith shakes
It doesn't fail me
But what I've done
It was a mistake

My soul cries
The heart of Jesus in me
The Holy Spirit
He sings for salvation
Unsured was his life
Will death be faced?

(7/9/14 @ xirlleelang)
Father, forgive me for I have sinned. Forgive me for ignoring things, for not listening to the Holy Spirit. I should have done something for her, and for him who was once lying in the ICU. Lord, I commit his life to You. I pray it's not too late. Bring me to her, embrace her with Your angels; that her longing of love may be filled with Yours and that her tons of questions may be given answers by Your voice of truth. Lord, I love You. All this in Your name Jesus, Amen! I exalt You!
Jul 2014 · 470
Aged Faith
His body was an ice
Moulded with waters of Winter
Her eyes was her asset
Seducing his affectionate perspective.

Warmth was not his comfort
His skin was rough and aged
Tanned by his work
Who was named after Vain.

Fresh was her spirit
Always of service
To him with icy feelings
But he knew her not.

------

People are people
They may come to burn and destroy
Or rescue the soul
For correction and rebuke
For securing the future.

To boast is not our role
To impose is not our right
Humble down one's self
That our land may be healed.

(7/9/14 @xirlleelang)
1 Kings 1:1-4 (David in His Old Age)
See http://xirlleelang.wordpress.com/2014/07/09/2654/
Jul 2014 · 1.5k
The View in the Escalator
Great professions
Great foundations of thy nation
To them we *look up

A brainwave for every *aspirant.


Beggars, unemployed
Criminals and those who are sick
Bed-ridden and with counted lives
They, who are in need.

If we look up to people
Do we also look down to others?
If we are great contenders,
Are we also great in making others feel low ?

We choose to upgrade lives
While in the stairs, our views are on pinnacle
The hub was to escalate
At times, forgetting to where we came from.

What's the point of attaining positions ?
Or even being the crest in the nation's list ?
We indeed are people with the same blood
The same dreams , yet with mixtures of line ups.

To be great , one must serve
Great leaders starts from being great servants
For He who saved us became a servant first
He didn't boast His power and authority
He didn't look down to others
Instead, He lived with them

To those who are oppressed ,
Abused and neglected
By the ever-judging society,
You are the God's centre .

We must have the eye
To see things the way He sees them
The heart that feels
With compassion and sympathy* to others.

Love God
Love others
Show mercy and care.

7/9/14 (@xirlleelang)
Jul 2014 · 632
Prayer for Deliverance
Oh Lord, deliver me from sickness
In Your stripes, I then am healed
You are my Salvation
In You, I keep my trust
In You, I cling on
Until forever
With Your everlasting love.

Oh Lord, let this tears be wiped
Let my soul sing Your glory
For even at this hour
Of waiting,
Of own journey of preparation
I look up to You.

You are my confidence
My reason for being still
For You're my God alone
My Deliverer, my Redeemer.

It's You indeed
Who brought me to life
Therefore, You are my life.
Still waiting..
Jul 2014 · 1.2k
Healer
Ain't blemished with blood
There're queues of personas
Trying to nick every motion and shift
Every angst of the heart
Until they're hopes sink in.

On those blue and hard things
They find comfort from each infirmity
There're linings all over
Maneuvering every groove
Shaving the people out
To the finished and whitened stucco.

Gold steels are not embroidered
The hand of the room
Looks inviting
With warmth and fondness ,
Some drives in
Unlocked and melting every delusion

The sky speaks
The clouds has no mutual feelings
Acting odd and remarkable
No rainbow to be seen.

Blonde arrows
With every breath one takes
With every move one tries
Choosing to hold close the lacks
Accepting every fault
For indeed, at the latter days
**The Healer Himself was the Way.
Now waiting for my turn in the Hospital. Too nervous, but the Lord gives me peace. My friends (both earthly and spiritual friends) told me to go for a second opinion. I was scheduled to undergo my second surgery in the afternoon. Yes, today.. But I thank the Lord. He knows what He is doing. I pray and claim that all who are here will be healed by the Lord. Thank You Jesus! My faith has made me well!
Jul 2014 · 8.2k
The Voice Audition
Volunteers, PSGs, Staffs
Executive Directors
And higher task allocators.

People pass by
Mic's were off
Facade was the banner of hope.

Voices all over the provinces
All with the same goal
Rightly urged with own reasons.

Two faces were present
Painted with grimace
Or with broaden smiles.

The screening was stern and severe
Camera rolls on with Level 2
"Next," "Give me another song"
The voice sounds no roughs of plead
A voice pushing rivals
To their very own frontiers

I was startled
So this is how they do it
Selection, great screenings
There're expectators
There're hope hurtles
*Dreams will sooner be pulled of.
Watching the Voice!!
Jul 2014 · 1.0k
No Boundaries
A Covenant Maker
A Covenant Keeper
Yes, You are.

You have given me my portion
And told me my boundaries
My limitation, for the greater good.

You gave the promised land
It's now in my hands
And my heart is full of thanksgiving.

"What then do you want, my child?"
You asked me
* "Bless m, O Lord,"
I uttered with *
tears burning my soul.

"Give me springs of water,"
For I thirst for more of You
Allow me to embrace the vision
Of winning souls and making disciples
For Your greater glory.

I am limitless
I am a *life changer

A rebrander of old self
As I became Born Again
Both by water and in spirit.

You are the Way
The Truth and Life
My only way to the Father
To whom I love.

I ain't a claimant of Your land
For You gave it *generously

Overflowing in me
Named and entitled after me.

You extended my territory
To the forest of darkness
To which I should clear out
In order that Your Light
Shall go through
Entering the Paradise.

The wild animals are there
I found no one but darkness
But You trust me
That I'll fear no more
For every mouth with fangs and venom
You shut and give me some favours.

This land you gave is my portion
I shall treat it well
Learn by heart how to preserve it
And not destroy it's **inner beauty.
Joshua 15-16
See http://xirlleelang.wordpress.com/2014/07/09/devoshare-the-productivity-and-the-forest/
Jul 2014 · 614
Unfailing Love
Puppy love* was not the gas that engines
It's not the years that count
Not the maturity of the love birds
Neither the values of who moves the rudder.

The passion for love I *resist

The willingness to submit
I have declined and neglected
Past relationships, past has gone.

I found the love that's genuine
Not when I opened up my heart
It doesn't beat with the usual hum
Neither doesn not resonate
With the drunken and fake world's lullabye.

What then is love?
For me, it's unfailing
For the cross has taught me so.

I then love
Because He first loved me
It was a love full of compassion
With forgiveness of what I've done wrong.

It was a love that's eternal
To where I find peace alone
To where I felt secured.

I long for it for years..
I thought I would miss the opporunity to love
And to be loved back.

Indeed, it was Him
Who showed me the way out --
Out of anger
Of jealousy and of other filthy feelings.

Show me then my ways, O Lord
Break my heart to what breaks Yours
Let Your love in me overflows
That I may love others too
*Just the way You loved me...
Jesus Messiah, my lover.
Jul 2014 · 16.5k
Stairway to Your Heart
Pabalik-balik ka
Hahakbang nang pakaliwa ,
Hahakbang nang pakanan.

Yapus-yapos ako ng aking kinahihimlayan
Balakid nati'y salaming
Bahagdan lamang ang kinalalagyan.

Puti ang daan patungo sa iyong tuntungan
Sumusulyap ka nga't
Mensahe'y kusang tanong
Tinipon at binahagi sa pagkatao.

Malabo ang salamin sa harap
Dito sa amin at sa kalye sa looban
Kung saan dinudumog ito
Ng mga kliyenteng
Buht sa iba't ibang pintuan.

Takipsilim na
Tangan-tangan ko ang susi palabas
Nang tumambad ka't
Ilang metro lamang ang distansya.

Nagtagpo ang pawang paningin
Bagkus kailangan na ring pigilan ng sandali
Nauna ka
Pagbaba ko'y hindi na muling nasilayan
Anumang aninag ng iyong *lihim na pagkatao.


Mayroong kumaway sa akin
Isang pamilyar na tauhan sa sarili kong kwento
Dati ko palang **** sa asignaturang Ekonomiks.

Tinugon ko ang pagtawag niya sa akin
Aba't ang oras ang huminto
Ninakaw ng kanyang katabi
Ang pagtingin buhat sa tumanggap ng pagtugon.

Naroon ka, hawak ang manibela
Ako'y nauupos na kandila
Ako'y hinahanging saranggola
Isang bulang hinihele ng musikang walang liriko.

Hindi ako naging epektibo sa kausap
Doon ang pasimula ng kwento
Hihintayin ko ang muling pagsirit
ng nanlilisik na araw
At ang lahat ay kapwa
Pausbong na ala ala na lamang.
Para sayo na sumisilip sa office ng firm namin.
Jul 2014 · 1.0k
Unto Your Feet
Before I utter words
You already know the condition of my heart
My intention, my bunch of reasons.

I raise my voice
Not because I'm shoutin' and screamin'
But because I wanna be heard by You
And yes, I'm gonna shake the Heaven
With all respect to the Holy Throne of Yours.

You then are my Healer
You then have saved me.

I pant, with continual desire
With praise and longing
With tears that's melting my soul
Not because I'm worned-out of this battle
But just because of my faith
Like a mustard seed
But can move mountains.

You are the same
Yesterday, today and forever
You then heard Joshua
And fought his battles
You then are with him
And gave him strength all through out
Indeed, you then will give me victory.

Your grace
It was precious to me
You are the living water
The very reason for me
To be thirsty no more
I then, am pleading
For the shower of grace
For Your miraculous act
For Your perfect will.

My cup overflows
As I seek Your face
Don't hide Yourself,
For I'll be weak without You.

I throw myself into You
I have no other fear
But the fear of You alone
You gave me the keys to Your Kingdom
And yes, I am ready for more!

Yes, yes, You are victorious in me!
Hallelujah! Praise the King of all Kings!

(7/2/14 @xirlleelang)
Jul 2014 · 12.0k
Racism
Hindi kulay ang pawang panig
Walang lulusong sa anumalya
Wala ring nararapat na makiniig.

Sa sirkulasyong may kaltas
Mananatiling may lamat
Bawat pahina'y puti
May punit, may dungis
At pagka gabi'y
Nasa kalye ang dilim.

Ang tinig ay patas
Walang sumasanib
Kung walang manghihikayat
Mananatili ang kamalian
Ng lipunang hindi nilisan ang kwadra
Ang sinulid ay rorolyo
At hindi na muling masisilayan pa.

Kung ang puti at itim ay kulay
Ito'y hindi nararapat na pinagninilay-nilayan
Salungat ang daan
Patungo sa **liwanag at kadiliman

Bagkus ito'y pawang
Lalang para sa iisang sanlibutan.

(7/2/14 @xirlleelang)
Jul 2014 · 12.4k
Future Surgery
Minsan magtataka ka
Sa kung paano nagsimula
Ano ang dulot o sanhi?
Paano ang bukas
Kung ang ngayon ay wala na.


Makitid ang daan
Patungo sa kabilang espasyo
Malayo sa drogang gamot daw.

Naryan ang nars
Ang sekretaryang nanghihina
Mga eroplanong papel
Simbolo pala ng iilang humihinga.

Takot at may kirot
Umuusbong ang sanhing nakakasuka
Mga imaheng kilabot sa sikmura
Walang nakaririnig
Mananatiling pipi't bingi
Kahit sandali, kahit sandali lang.

Itim ang kulay ng pag-asa
Naroon ang pangarap
Naroon ang solusyon
Tila nag-aabang
Sa kakarampot na grasya.
Akala ko may cyst ako, lycoma raw tawag sabi ni Doc pero kailangan pa rin alisin.  Second minor surgery in my life.
Robert* was his name
A chap with snow skin
A version of the modern Snow White
Yes, *not she
but he.

He shines not like Rihanna's diamonds
Keeps roaring, but not with Katy Perry
His life was written and published
Meyer was not her lover
Neither did he had his own Vampire Diaries.

The fire sieged
Eyes are in flame
Towards the Goblet of Fire
And the victory was not his
And there he stands in his own grave.
#hp
Jul 2014 · 10.0k
Lovely Sheer Dress
Thin and transluscent
Fabricated sheet
Clumsy piece
Tickling with every groove
Of the winter's breeze.

Its flow was a mirror of her aura
Of her external beauty
Of how fierce she was
Every time she exposes her curves.

Her fake smile was a frown
She was tore apart from her soul
For who she was
A manequin by herself.

(7/2/14 @xirlleelang)
May manequin kasi sa Rengel, napapaisip ako pag nakikita ko sila.
Jun 2014 · 2.0k
Digits Overload
Fifteen inches LCD
Electronic mouse
And bunch of scratches of sheets.

There were roof lines
Valleys and ridges
Encircling the overlapping layers
Some are frozen, some are hidden.

Estimation and calculation
Uttering numbers
With various actions.

3D walls
Inserting commands
Subtracting openings
Including doors and windows.

The formula was easy
To multiply and subdivide
Real aesthetical features
Future renovation
For firm edification.

(6/30/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 938
Happy Three Friends
Their whiskers were transparent
Funny how I cut some
Fluffy their furs are
Oh those sleeping li'l ones.

Heat strokes each other
Not the negative one
Enduring the cold day
Pleading the sun to strike.

Eyes are stones
Luxuric, melted with every grip
Oh the cold breeze
Washin' their fears away
Mama would come darlings,
Stay put and let not the bugs bite.
Jun 2014 · 1.5k
Taylor Swift and Her Keds
Red* was not her colour
But a taste and sounds of her
No danglings, no bling-blings
Not even the *style
of Harry's.

She wear no stilletos
Neither pumps but fine kicks
Keds trend all over
Rockin' and spinnin'
With her preferred music.

At times, I then look down
Not to face the pebbled ground
Taylor's Red Collection
Became part of my up-to-date fashion.

(6/30/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 735
Fire Exit
I found myself alone
With the fountain of fears
I sprinkled myself with good thoughts
People smiling, picture-perfect scenes.

I turned red
There was an instant adrenaline rush
My nerves collide with my veins
With an absence of scientific basis.

The smoke grips me
My eyes got blurred
Colour fades and turned black.

My left hand was drowned
Magnets pushed me
Towards the semi-steel
And wooden handler.

I saw the light
And my eyes was brought to halt.

(6/30/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 475
Sun Dance on Night
She keeps singing
Her melody was rough
Hard to be conceived.

Reinforced with concrete
Those bars and lateral ties
Without notes,
Without right hum
The song was a pouring rain
Slow jazz of tick-tack
All over the corrugated covering.

The gravel was jealous
With its friend sand
For he has millions
And neither he cannot count.

No one ever escaped
The vastness of the curtained night
She uttered words that's magical
But remained a *broken vow.
Jun 2014 · 9.6k
Smurf Village
Nilimot ng ulirat ang sarili
Nakaligtaan akong dalawin
Ng antok na pinangungulilaan.

Pinihit ko ang imahe
Nitong bughaw at dwendeng bida.

Bagsak ang panga
Ayan, pabaya ako sa pananim
Patawad **Papa Smurf!
Jun 2014 · 1.1k
Messy Buns and Floral Crown
Waves are the ocean
Black and untainted
Detailed without needles on.

I ****** the same waves
And its curls recoil
Playing safe with fine fingertips.

The clips got messed up
Some flora makes ends meet
Roses without thorns*
Oh, perfect fit!

(6/29/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 36.3k
Baragatan 2014
Nakasisilaw* sa Kapitolyo
Sa sentro ng siyudad
Tatak ng probinsyang pabo.

Sari't sari ang trayanggulong baligtad
Nasa ere silang kumukumpas
At tila ba may spotlight sa norte paroon
"City of the Living God,"
Inukit sa tabla ng di kilalang manlililok.

Minsan ding naging "City in the Forest,"
Sabi pa sa balita'y "Safest place in the Philippines"
Bagkus ang pagmimina'y tuloy pa rin
Lalo na sa Rio Tuba na ramdam ang Climate Change.

Dagdagan pa ng pamimihasa ng PALECO
Hihiramin nang saglit ang kakaunting ilaw at hangin
Nang di maglao'y mapa-"OO" ang lahat
Sa mungkahi nilang planta ng pagbabago.

Bulag sila't barado ang isip
Kikitilin ang hanapbuhay ng mga residente
Walang kamalay-malay ang iilan
Ito'y mitsa na pala ng pagdarahop.

Hahalayin ang tigang na lupa
Bubungkalin raw ang kinabukasan
Bagkus ang pawis ay sa atin
Tayo'y alila ng karatig-bansa
Dayuhan sa sariling bayan.

Titirik sila sa espasyo
Bisig ng tabing-dagat na buhangi'y sutla
Inosente nga sa Salvage Zone
Paano pa kaya pag naimplementa na?

Likido ang bawat anino sa semento
Tumatakbo't tumatagpo sa iba't ibang direksyon
Hindi makapuswit ang mga sasakyan
Maging ang simpleng harurot
Ng munting bisekleta ni Juan.

Doon ko nasilayan ang magigiting na pulis
Taas-noong suot ang uniporme
At iilang traffic enforcer
Na wala sa linyang puti.

Tila bawat uri ng katauha'y nasa parada
Kung hindi man,
Sa iilang personang lumalabas-pasok sa eksena
Kukuha ng larawan, akala mo eksperto
Hindi naman pala
Ayos, selfie pala ang gusto
Dekorasyon ang mga artistang Netibo.

Bawat munisipyo'y may nagsisilbing pambato
Makukulay ang mga sasakya't pudpod ng disenyo
Na sa kahit sa palamuti'y maitaas ang munisipyo
Buhat sa pagkabiktima ng gobyernong manloloko.

Highlight nga ang Street Dancing
Aba't ang layo ng kanilang lakarin
At sa bawat kanto'y sasabay
Sa saliw ng Remix na musikang inihain.

Nalugmok ang puso ko
Bagamat ito'y nararapat na saya ang dulot
Ito'y nagsisilbing maskara na lamang
Nakasanayan, naging tradisyon
Ang kulturang laging may bahid ng eleksyon.

Nakaririmarim ang iilang nasa trono
Pinalibutan ng berdeng hardin ang sentro
Bulong ng Supplier doble pala ang presyo
Aba't sige nga, saan nila ibubulsa?
Kung ang kanila'y umaapaw pa.

Bagamat ang lahat ay nasa bilog
Paikut-ikot tayo sa animong sitwasyon
Tanging takbuhan nati'y ang Maykapal
Na hanggang sa huli'y magwawasto ng bawat kamalian.

Sa probinsyang kinalalagyan
Ito'y nag-aalab na espada ng lipunan
Bawat isa'y responsable't may pananagutan
Tamang dedikasyon sa sandigang bayan.

Walang masama sa pagiging alarma
Maging aktibo ka, kabataan
Ikaw ang pag-asa ng Perlas ng Silanganan
Abutin mo yaong pangarap at manindigan
Hindi pansarili, bagkus pag sa tuktok na'y
Gawin ang tanging tama
Na naaayon sa batas ng higit na Nakatataas.

(6/29/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 1.5k
Lone Sweet Bat
Her legs she stretches
Drops her jaw, with vampired grin
Wings glide; oh goodbyes.

(6/29/14 @xirlleelang)
You know my name
Let me rebrand it
I then, am Joshua.

You are Jericho --
A Jericho in my hands
For God gave you to me
The task is mine now.

I was born to conquer
I was born for this
To utter words of triumph
And exalt and laud
The name above all names.

You are not alone
But I am to *defeat
you
Including your kings
And mighty men of valor
That the proud heart may lose control
Be angry then, yet not sin.

I, Joshua
The one who'll march around the city
And for six days,
That'll be my routine
A discipline for myself
An act of obedience
Of not letting words slip in
From my mouth that once cursed
Yet now, I'm redeemed.

The trumpets we'll blow
And the Lord was with us
The fame now is of the land
Oh victory! Yes, my victory!

(6/29/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 3.0k
Bintilador
Uno
Matamlay siya
Hindi man lang abot sa akin.

Dos
Pakuwari ko'y manhid siya't bingi
Iihip, balakid pala ang munting tela.

Tres
Niyapos ko ang mas makapal na tela
Hinagkan ang kabuuan
Bumaluktot buhat sa kakulangan.

Ulila* ang mga paa
Nais magtago nitong sampu
Wala namang patutunguhan*
Kundi ang nalalabing tela sa ulunan.

(6/29/14 @xirlleelang)
Minsan gagamit ng payak na salita
Ngunit ito'y uusigin ng iilan;
Minsa'y sisisid at muling hihinga
Ngunit tatadtarin ng masasakit na salita.

Kung ang pagsusulat ay pagmulat
Ba't hindi na lang maging simple sa pagpili ng bawat salita't parirala?
Ba't hindi diretsahin nang ang punto'y maging kalma?
Kung saan walang tensyon, ayos pa't plantsado.

Minsa'y wala namang nais ipahiwatig
Tanging ang letra'y nilalaro't nagiging bukambibig
Wala nga bang dahilan?
O ayaw mo na lamang lumaban?

Sa mundong ginagalawan
Hindi lahat makaiintindi
Hindi lahat makikiayon
Pagkat hindi iisa ang bida
May iilang ekstra sa eksena
Kaya marapat na handa ka.

Ang pagsulat ay malaya
Kaya naman hindi tugma ang bawat kataga
Ganyan ang nadudulot ng demokrasya
Malaya ka nga, pero hindi na maganda 'pag sobra.

Kung babasahin, minsa'y nakapapanting ng tainga
Ano ba ang ipinaglalaban sa pagtaas ng tono niya?
Ang pagsulat nga'y musika rin
Kung mali ang basa sa tono'y hindi maganda ang himig
Parang kapeng depende sayo ang magiging timpla't panlasa.

Isang simpleng mamamayan sa magulong pamamalakad
Dagdagan pa nang nagsisipagsalipadpad na dungis ng bayan
Hindi ka nag-iisa, ganun din ang pakiramdam ko.

Ngunit ang bawat Pilipino sumasabay sa himig ng Lupang Hinirang
Nasaan nga ba ang sinasabing "alab ng puso?"
Tila ang bahaging ito ng liriko'y walang saysay sa iba
Ang pluma ng ila'y wala palang tinta
Ngunit patuloy pa rin, walang nagagawa
Walang ginagagawa, walang nais na pagbabago.

Ganoon kahalaga ang pagbitaw ng bawat salita
Sa bawat punto, bawat espasyo, tuldok at kama
Mayroong layong nakapag-iisa
Mayroong sentimyentong ipinangangalandakan
Mayroong uusbong na himagsikan --
Mabuti man o masama.

Abstract/ abstrak
Mabuti pang ganyan ang pagsulat
Nang hiwatig ay pansarili lamang
Ngunit ang leksyo'y hindi manganganak
Hindi aabot sa mga apo ng bagong henerasyon.

Bale wala ang salita
Kung ang mga ito'y walang aksyon;
Bale wala ang salita..
Kung ang puso'y wala namang direksyon.

(6/28/14 @xirlleelang)
Tumibok ang puso ko
Hindi dahil sa may hinihinga pa
Ngunit bunsod sa kaba.

Tumayo ako't humakbang
Narating ko ang entablado;
Hindi ko lubos maisip
Na ito na ang pangalawang beses
Na tutuntong ako't haharap sa madla.

Isang pribilehiyo
Salamat sa grasya ng Panginoon.

Panimula ko'y winaksi na sa isipan
Bagkus ang bibig ay kusang niluluwalhati Siya
Maging ang pangwakas ay nakatuon lamang sa Kanya.

Ang buhay ko'y minsang naging sakal
Akala ko noon, kaya kong walang sinasandalan
Ngunit ako'y minsang naupo sa silya-elektrika
At tinawag na nasasakdal.

Isarado natin sa siyam na taon
Ako'y nasa rehas pa ng kadiliman
Na tanging sariling latay ang nasasaksihan
Kilala ko Siya na may lalang sa akin
Ang tingin nga lang ay ambulansya Siya:
Na 'pag kailanga'y, panay hikbi't nanlilimos ng grasya
Ngunit 'pag ayos ang lahat,
Iniiwan ang sarili't umiindayog sa dilim.

Sa siyam na taon
Ako'y binahiran ng itim na blusa
Akala ko'y hindi ko na matatakasan ang rehas;
Ang sekswal na kasalanang bumalot sa pagkatao
At naging mitsa nang paghinto ng nararapat na pagpapala.

Ngunit ang lahat pala'y kayang limutin ng Ama
At ang maling relasyo'y kinitil sa tamang panahon
Na ang pag-ibig ay magkaroon ng katuturan
At doon nalaman na 'pag para sa kapwa'y
Sunod lamang sa mas rurok
Ng saktong timpla ng pagmamahal.

Umaagos ang luha ko nang walang nakakakita
Ang puso'y hinihele ng Kanyang mga anghel
At ang Kanyang sakripisyo'y tagos sa kamoogan.

Hindi ko lubos na maintindihan noon ang pag-ibig Niya
Na kayang akayin ang buo kong pagkatao
At buburahin ang kamalian ng nakaraan
At maging ng ngayon at ng bukas.

Hindi ko alam kung saan paparoon
Kaya't pilit kong sinuot ang maling maskara noon
Ang puso'y mali rin ang naging direksyon
Maling galaw at mali ang naging layon.

Ibinaling ko ang lahat sa sariling persona
Nag-aral nang mabuti't hindi nalulong sa anumang droga
Maraming organisasyon ang kinabilangan
Sa pag-aakalang matatakpan ang bawat butas
At masisilayan lamang ang magandang antas ng sarili.

Sa madaling salita, binuo ko ang sarili kong pagkatao
At nalimot at nakaligtaan na may nag-iisa lamang na Manghuhulma
Ngunit salamat at naarok ko ang tamang landas
Na ang minsang batong sinantabi't itinapon
Ang siyang tutuwid sa baku-bako kong daan.

Hindi pala ako magiging masaya
Kung ang sentro ko'y ang aking sarili
At nang ako'y palayain Niya,
Masasabi kong ganap na ang aking pagkatao
Na nakilala ko ang sarili --
Kung sino ako't kung para kanino.

Wala na akong mahihiling pa
Mahirap man sa sansinukob na ito'y
Patuloy pa ring maghihitay sa Kanyang pagbabalik.

Hindi ko kinalilimutan ang mundo
Ang labindalawang disipolo na Kanyang regalo sa akin
Ang kanilang mga buhay na tangan ko hanggang sa huli
At hindi sapat na sumuko lamang
Hindi ko kaya, ngunit kaya Niya.

Ang pag-ibig ko sa pamilya ko'y hindi maaawat
May mga tanong sa isipan ngunit hindi ko ito ginising
Hindi ko abot ang Kanyang kaalaman
Kaya't inilapag at inihain na lamang sa Kanyang paanan.

Muli, hindi ko kayang mag-isa --
Mag-isang nag-aarok ng pansamantalang tagumpay
Ngunit ang paniniwalang may pag-asa pa
Ay patuloy ang pag-usbong gaya ng mga malalagong dahon;
Ang bawat kaluskos ay maririnig ng Ama
At ang pugad na kinatitirikan ko ngayo'y
Haplos ng Kanyang banal na mga kamay.

(6/28/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 17.2k
Huling Araw
Sinukat ko ang bawat metro't pinagtagpi-tagpi
Sa nakalatay na papel na siyang may lamat
Na minsan kong pagkakamali.

May ilang letrang naging tuntungan
At ang alagang walang buhay --
Ang koneksyon ay tungo sa bukal ng liwanag;
Moderno na kasi kaya't kailangang makisabay
Noong manwal pa lamang, mapagsa-hanggang ngayon..
Teknolohiya'y senyales na ng transisyon.

Matagal nang napaso ang pagal kong mga daliri
Sigaw nila'y tulog sa walang himbing na mga sandali
At sa kursong tinapos, ngayon pa lamang ang simula
Nagising ang pangarap na siyang binigla.

Ang oras daw ay ginto
At minsa'y kailangang habulin ang mga numero
Ngunit sa bente-kwatrong tangan-tangan
Tila hindi sapat.

Muli kong binilang ang nalalabing araw
Tanging ang pangpito ang siyang pahinga
Ganito pala ang katotohanan, wika ko.

Salamat sa huling araw
Na iluluwal muli ang gintong araw
Itataas kong muli ang kapagalan
At ako'y bubuhusan ng lakas at determinasyon.

Sabi Niya nga sa akin,
Wag daw akong mapapagod
Pagkat hindi matatapos ang araw,
May panibago na namang hamon.

Salamat sa Maykapal
Salamat sa saglit na pahinga
At sa tubig mula sa bukal;
At minsan ako'y tinawag Niya
Ako'y tumango sa layon, may armas ng pagkaligtas
Ang pananampalata'y patuloy din.

Bitbit ko ang puso Niya
Na lagi Niyang bahagi sa akin
Sa banal na kasulatan na bumukas ng pag-iisip
At nang ang buhay ay mapahalagahan ko.

Kung ang direksyon na ito'y balakid sa layon Niya
Mabuti pa't maglaho na lamang
Ang bawat oportunidad, kahit ito'y ikatutuwa ko
Tanging ang nota ko'y Siya lamang
Wala nang iba pa, at kung nasaan man Siya,
Doon ako'y tutungo; doon din ang paghimbing.

Salamat Ama, salamat Hesus at sa Banal na Espirito - purihin Ka!

(6/28/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 3.5k
Allergy
It tastes sour in my skin
The water diverts his eyes upon the curves
I rub them with my fingernails
The tips cried for disturbance.

The pebbled stones in purity
Spit out their dirt with every moist
The need to exhale the longing days
The desolation of their own race.

It stinks with the cover of my skin
No vinegar to pour on the occuring reds
No tablet nor capsule to jive the tummy
There, I'll groove with the ratio of water.

I left the leaves on the dirt
And yes, those gravel and mated things in the sack
Alone am I, here in my own nest
Watching the faded stars and grasping the air.

Neither can I reach the ultimatum
The shutters in me were all aware and trained
The body in rest be put in silence
For the war of itch diverts the angle.

(6/13/14 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 8.2k
The Boat is not Sinking
I used to step on the solid ground
The grey asphalt with li'l pebbles in black in it
I used to walk with cemented pavement
Where no one hinders me to enjoy the tack I'm in.

You led me to the boat
And together, we left the crowd
My knees are shaking, as if I'm freezing
You guided me to enter that narrow boat
And I had nothing but myself to bring
For it may sink with tons of extra things.

We started sailing
The curtained sky was the scene
With lil stars painted on it
And the depth of the ocean was present
It bounces the crescent up there.

I felt the wind brushed my hair
He sounds so mad with the clouds supporting him
My feet trembles with fear as my faith does.

You are with me, oh Jesus
And I asked you if you care
For I may fall from where we are
And you may not see it and forget I was there at all.

Words come from your mouth
And the wind listened with your sweet voice
You brought peace and calmed my raging seas.

I trust no one but You
Even if I don't know how far but I'm ready though
Oh held my hands indeed,
Let my grip be frozen upon your hands.

I'll sit and take a look at the vistas
And move the boat as we sail
You'll teach me how to act
And wherever we'll go, You are with me.

(6/4/2014 @xirlleelang)
Coz I usually dream about waves.
Estranghero ang bawat numero
Arok kong ikaw iyon
Ang boses **** tila nasobrahan sa kape
Parang may giyera lang sa himpapawid.

"Yung katext mo kanina," yan ang sagot mo
Akala mo siguro wala akong ideya
Sa pagkatao mo.

Naisip ko rin yun
Na tawagan ka mula sa hiram na numero
Nang masanay ang pandinig
Sa boses **** walang kalambing-lambing.

Wala naman tayong listahan
"Long time, no communication," pa ang sambit mo
Bakit ba at tila ako'y miss mo na?
Wala naman akong masasabi sa kabilang linya.

Nagsinungaling ako
Nang sabihin ko ang porsyento ng baterya
Hindi sa ayaw kitang kausapin
Bagkus, wala akong maisip na tamang salita
Hindi ako makapag-isip ng tama
Sana ang diwa ko'y kasama mo na lang.

Yung pangako mo'y biglang napako
Akala ko nga malapit na
At tila binibilang ko ang nasa kalendaryo
Ako'y bigong muli.

Tatlong taong lumipas
Pero walang kupas ang kahapon
Sigurado akong tanda mo pa ang lahat
Na ang kahapon nati'y
Kailanma'y hindi pa tinutuldukan.

Kung ang pahinang ito'y mali sa katotohanan
Isa lang ang panalangin ko sa kanya
Na itong damdaming mahimlay na lamang
Pagkat ang lugar nito ngayo'y
Nasa tamang kondisyon pa naman.

Ramdam ko ang paghanga mo
Hindi ako manhid na minsang inisip mo
Hindi mo naman sinubukan noon,
Ba't ba pilit **** nililimot na mayroon pang ngayon?

At kung ang bukas ay wala nang araw
Sana'y ang pag-ibig ay sinimulan na noon pa man
Hindi pa man ramdam ang tunay
Bagkus sana ngayo'y kontinwasyon na lamang.

Wag nating takbuhin ang lakbaying ito
Hayaang ang layag ay dalhin ng hangin
Nang hindi makontra ang tamang ihip nito
At sa bagyong paparating
Ay maging handa na tayo.

Kung papalarin na tayo'y maparoon
Sa dakong Norte kung saan ang tama'y nakatrono
Hayaan nating ang oras ang maging saksi
Hindi ang magka-ibayong lupa ang tumuon.

(6/3/2014 @xirlleelang)
Jun 2014 · 3.8k
Old Wooden Bed
I'll run my fingers over you
The lines overlap as if they know you so well
Your breath was numbered by them.

Your death was my comfort
I lay myself indeed not in your arms
For those were the branches of yours
Cut down and embraced by millions.

They sprayed you with chemicals
You cried but no one has heard it
For in every pain, you are numb
And they linger in your countless tremor.

The hammer pressured you
Every impact was brought to disgrace
Those silver yet rustic points
Made your skin bleed with tears.

I found you affectionate
For every time I'm near you I felt so good
Now I can't live without you
Hold me in your arms and sing me lullabies.

(6/3/2014 @xirlleelang)
Matutulog na sana ako, nag-iisp kasi ako ng concept. Eh nakahiga ako sa doubledeck na luma. At yun na!
Jun 2014 · 4.1k
Kung Saan Bida ang Saya
Dilaw na trayanggulang babala
Ilang hugis lobo na sayad sa lupa
Parisukat na alaga'y basong nag-iisa
Naghihintay sa ekstrangherong sasaling muli
Nang ang dati'y maitapon
Ang bago'y maidampi na sa uhaw na lalamunan.

Naglaho sila't nagsipangwala
Ang lupa'y hati sa sukat na pantay
Nilamon ang mainit na hangin,
Umihip ang taglamig na hindi nyebe
Bumulong sa akin, ngunit walang pahiwatig.

Tila namamasyal ang telang marumi
Pupuswit ang tubig mula sa bibig
Ipon nya'y kayrami,
Bukas sana'y maubos na ang mga ito
Nang ang dungis ay pahiran din ng malinis na likido.

Parehas ang kulay ng tumawid sa linyang puti
Higit sa isa ang bawas na sinyales
Akala ko'y kilala ko, ngunit naglaho sa usok
Ang apat na bilog na itim,
Gumulong at rumolyo sa aspaltong pulbura.

Itong may pula ang sutla
Itim ang tangan na may kasama pa
Bumungad at inihaing may lista
Ngayon pala'y may salamin sa harap
Malayo ang hugis at ang porma
Hindi ko na binalingan ng pansin
Ngayo'y laos na ang bawat eksena.

(6/3/2014 @xirlleelang)
You saw my back on You
Trying to be strong, concealing every hurt
Every malfunction of the soul.

It was no longer the flesh that has tempted me
I have not tried to escape from the darkest grip of him
I even tied myself up until I gasp for air -
Drowning with sharks and whales who were all in depth.

To breathe normal, to make you famous
I should be doing those
But instead, I became a ******* of the world
I got my back painful, the labor now is in vain
That wasn't your plan
But how could I..
At times delight with the wicked one.

The Words were already engraved in me
I know, how it should be transforming me
All those filthy things I've done
I almost lose myself assessing my own life.

The circumcision was not by hand
But the cross has carried away every hideous act
I myself am *******, how then could I abandon You?

I was baptized in Spirit and in truth
And the thing is: You've payed every debt
To where my soul was about to meet what's hell.

You just told me I'm forgiven
Even though I tried to turn against You for so long
And reminded me how the world would try
Stealing every thing You've taught in me.

The One who is in me is far greater
Than the one who is in the world
That's why You've told me
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

I am for promotion
I should be the warrior, not the slave
The conqueror, not the one who grieves for lost
No one and nothing shall disqualify me
Nothing shall distract my focus.

And upon Your teachings
By the help of the Holy Spirit,
I will overcome the world for my generation
For You have been victorious already.

I am forgiven and redeemed
The only thing that would matter now
Was You who was in me
And Your great plans and works in me,
That I may praise and offer my thanksgiving.

(5/29/14 @xirlleelang)
May 2014 · 4.2k
Gasera
Nahimbing na ang lamparang iyong tangan-tangan
“Di patas ang laban,” yan ang wika mo
Bagkus ba’t ang gaas, di man lamang nasalinan?
Tinalikuran mo sya’t agad nang pinagkaitan.

Kasikatan ang nais ng nag-aalab **** puso
Mali man ang direksyon, sabay hithit at nakikiuso
Ba’t ba ang nais mo’y iwan ang liwanag?
Ba’t nais na ikahon ang sarili?
At sa dilim, saka susubo ng kutsara.

Narating man ang apat na sulok ng kwadra
Hugis bilog ang naging buhay
At panay indayog mo
Parang sirang plaka.

Pagal at walang kamalay-malay
Pagkat mga letra’y inabot ng kamalasan
Nilatigo sila’t naging busal pansamantala
Bilanggong may gitgit sa maling pagkalinga.

Bumuhos ang gaas, nasayang bigla
Ang apoy ay tubig na umusbong nang sagana
Bagkus hinagpis at pait sa sikmura
Abot sa langit na syang nagpapala.

(5/25/14 @xirlleelang)
Ako’y modernong karpintero
Sa henerasyong baon sa utang,
Hindi pa man isilang,
Ang kamalaya’y limot at simot na.

Puros kalyo ang latay
Sa pares na kamay
Na ang sigaw ay pagbabago
Diktahan man kahit demokrasya pa,
Lahat tila may mantsa’t tatak pulitika.

May direksyon ang pagdisenyo
Pahalang sa kapwa-tao,
Samantalang ang kabila’y
Ang labi’y eksperto sa pagsayad sa lupa
Patungo sa ulap at bituin
Kung saan naroon raw ang Maykapal.

Narito ako sa kanilang tagpuan
Tatawid sa kalyeng hindi masilayan
Bingi sa sanlibutan
Minsang pinaligua’t sinabunan ng kadiliman.

Narito ako,
Sa sentro’y may hanap-hanap
Kilabot ng pagtahi sa sugat ay titiisin.
Pagkat ang latay, hindi man nasaksihan
Ramdam maging sa tadyang
Na akin daw ay pinagmulan.

Kung mararapatin lamang
Ng lupang minsa’y naging gintong bayan
Na pang-habambuhay siya’y lisanin
At sa pagbukang-liwayway, tatakbo sa Liwanag.

Walang karapatan ang takipsilim na uminda
Pagkat ang Haring Araw
Sisikat at yuyupakan ang kanyang dangal,
Siyang isang pobre’t salat sa Katotohanan.

Niyapos ko ang buhok
At pinahid sa mansanas, sa mangga’t
Maging sa dagat na sagisag ng kalayaan.

Ako’y tumakas
Tangan ang sandata ng buhay;
Pakuwari ko’y walang himagsikan
Ang siyang muling sisiklab
Pagkat ang laban ay tapos na noon pa man.

Puting papel at plumang walang tinta
Ang iniwan sa akin ng Ama
Hindi ko mawari sa paanong paraan ba
Maililimbag ang isusulat nitong pluma.

Ngunit ang tukso
Na madungisan ang pahinang puti
Ang puro’t walang bahid ng itim at kulay bahaghari,
Alam ko, balang araw
Mapupunan ito, hindi ng salita
Bagkus ng larawang sa sansinukob
Ay hahagkan ang bawat nilalang
Itatas muli ang bandila -
Silang puro ang tiwala sa Pintor ng Pagbabago.

(5/23/14 @xirlleelang)
May 2014 · 383
The Inner Evidence
It’s curve doesn’t shape my face
Neither the shimmer
Of all pushin’ and pullin’ whiten teeth;
It doesn’t make sense at all
When its heir and recipient
Mirrors only his very own aggravation.

I don’t think wearing classy stuff
Would make me lighten the day
Neither would arrogance and conceit
Put me in the cream of the top,
For at the end, I may simply slip away.

There were invisible wires
Bonding my muscles and soul
And then, my heart takes it flight
To the eternal embrace of my Father
Snatchin’ me away from the world’s inner core.

I wonder how the rooster left its beloved hen
His throat became anxious of the melted-rough thud
And how our pet Doggy run, not in the race
But from the sadden sun
Even he’s terrified by the minority of the roads.

I’m not lying on my bed for hours
Not even bringing idleness with my friend, Day
But found the words uttered:
For this is my day.

Thanksgiving overflows in me
My vocabulary was bashing with its own
For it’s earthly, but the Heaven shouts the greatest glory
It grants me with the heart’s purity and simplicity
With floating words of Truth and Life,
Without any defamation
That could re-incarcerate my so-human thoughts.

If I were a building,
Would my facade brag my interior?
Would people be drawn to the Designer?
For words will not come to life
If I were simply somethin’
That was just an edifice, yet has not been edified.

I, then, am human being
With the nature of humankind
Resisting the enticement of the flesh.

But if I’m to put that smirk back on my features,
Would it be my asset to talk big?
Of how the Giver has been good to me.
For if I’d see Eve face to face,
Would I glimpse only her impurities and be contaminated?
Or would the inner alteration
Widen its curve and spring up the spirit and the soul.

(5/17/14 @xirlleelang)
(1:30 AM/ Brownout)

Ang alab Mo’y minsang inalay sa’kin
Syang naging mitsa ng pagkandirit ng himagsikan.

Ako’y nakakapaso
Magbibigay-liwanag sa madilim na kinagisnan,
Sa apat na sulok ng silid-aralan,
Sa lipunang may mabigat na ginagampanan
Tangan ang alab na umalarma sa pagkatao.

Nilisan ko ang liwanag
Kung saan akala ko’y dapat na maging kasanayan.
Ako’y Iyong tinubos
Sa mapanghusgang lipunan
May tatak sa noo, syang bukambibig ng madla
Salamat, nang ako’y maging pag-aari Mo
Nang ako’y pagharian Mo.

Gamitin Mo ako,
Pagkat ang liwanag, ang katuturan
Kailanma’y hindi mapupunan ng anumang salita
Nang sinuman..
Kung ang alab ay hindi Ikaw ang sentro
At kung ang lakas ay hindi mula Sayo.

Sukat ang buhay ko
Bawat luha ko, akala ko’y walang silbi’t walang kwenta
Ngunit iniipon Mo pala ang bawat butil nito
Minsan pala’y nakapapaso rin ito
Isalin **** muli, buohin Mo’t ihulma ang pagkatao.

Sayang..
Kung ang ilaw ay nakakahon
Kung ang sisidlan ko’y hindi ko lilisanin
Kung ang sarili’y hindi kikitilin
Nang magkaroon ng pangalawang buhay.

May ilang gagambala
Mga insektong hindi alam kung saan nagmula
Mamumuhunan sila’t magiging igno sa liwanag
At kung di lalakas ang alab,
Ako pala’y matutupok.

At sa hanging iihip,
Kung wala ang mainit na mga kamay
Na siyang yayakap at hahagkan sa akin
Ako’y maagang mahihimlay,
Mawawalang saysay ang pagkatubos sa akin.

Ngunit ang alab na ito’y
Kitilin man: kusa man at sa walang dahilan
Maari pang mabuhay, sa ikalawang pagkakataon
Sisindihang muli,
Luluha sa hapdi’t kirot ng kahapon
Ngunit ang bukas ay may kasiguraduhan
Na ang tatahakin ay hindi na tulad nang ngayon.

Binibilang na ang oras
Bawat minuto’t segundo
Maaring mapagal at maagang tamlayin,
Kung saan saksi ang kadiliman sa liwanag na taglay.

Ngunit bago maupos,
Ako’y may aabutin
Bawat sulok ay dadampian ng buhay
At magmamarka sa bawat haligi
Na kahit sa dilim, mayroong palang pag-asa.

(5/13/14 @xirlleelang)
(5/11/14 – 12:47 am/ Brownout)

I’m the li’l twinkling star
The nursery rhymes chant who I am
To where I’ve heard what their inklings are
And how they plainly wonder what I really am.

Today, I saw the multitudes of stars
Some shone, some have not
At this hour, some rage their trumpets
While others wear their Harry-inspired Invisible Cloaks.

I’ve watched them,
But they don’t grow fainter
They form constellations
Together, they bring out assorted emblems.

I asked, “Why am I alone?”
And “Why I can’t be joined with others?”
“Why I don’t need to conform?”

There were bags of issues
Emulating the others out there –
In the cosmic galaxy, the drudgery darkness
To where depth cannot be measured at all.

You faced me and told me
I was born for something
Maybe not for my delicate-reverie
But You moved me from where I am
To learn strength and endurance when I’m all alone.

I will then outshine, I will be known
My future tells me so
Not because of the light I’ll make
But because of what You’ve made me for.

There’s no one like You
For in my darkest hours, I still see You
Your glory has captured my thoughts.

You are the Moon in my eyes,
The only Moon that showed me
What it’s like to be in the light.

The dimness in me
Was brought out of me
And You then, are proof that Day exist.

The Great Sun will rise again
Oh, the Light, I can’t see it plainly
I’ll be blind if I’ll ever try looking at His rays
Yet, I know how marvellous He was
How perfect He was
For He is incomparable, beyond words.

You, my Moon, oh Jesus Christ
Because of You, I learned to value the dark
When I’m in it, I could view more of You –
Your fullness and how dark can’t ever obscure You.
You’ve also taught me the Half, the Crescent too
Then, glory by glory
I made known of You.

I will not fear
For even the clouds hinder us
I know, You’re still there;
I know I’ll see You again.

Even during the storms, You watch me
You bring light continually
You give hope to the universe
Speaking life wherever I go.

And just when I look at You
I know, that I, the li’l twinkling star
Will prolong my glistening
And You, on the other hand
Shall be reigning forever.

(5/12/14 @xirlleelang)
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