I stood at the edge a little boat
With emerald waters that keep it afloat
Who would have thought I would journey across,
this vast sea and towering mountains so close?

Manila, lost throughout the years
From her wreck, who will ease the fears?
But, she remain hopeful that soon
Her pain turns to the light of moon

Manila, come back and rise up
The trees and sky won’t let you stop
Your brokenness will be mended
Through time, bitterness be ended

Ulan sa magdamagan, ako’y nakahimlay

Sinusuklay ng hangin ang lumulutang na kaluluwa

Itim na kumot ng kalawakan ay naghahari

Sa mga mata ko ito’y unti-unting lumalapit

Patuloy na inaanod ng pulang ilog

Habang sumasabay sa dagundong ng dram

Lumalakas ito...Humihina ito...

Silencio...

Dumaan ang isang segundo,

nakita ko kung bakit ako nasa mundo.

It's completely finished

  But I started

Over again

From the top to bottom

But still,it seems

Unappreciated

Like you do to our
Relationship

Is totally you don't appriciate

So I leaving you a space

Every words that I called sentences

Like us that never

Contiguous

This is seems to be long

But you know you're always
Wrong

This is just my concise poem

That want to remind you

Remindful to you
That once in your
Life
There's one me
Who
Once was used to love you

Even you don't
Love me back as I do

Dear Daddy,
Why do you have to leave me when I was so young?
I need you always here by my side
You are so selfish for leaving me I'm nine
Thought's and memories isn't enough dad
I don't even have a clue that life is tough
10 years passed
I'm nineteen today
I'm still missing the man I used to call Daddy
Now I'm blowing my candle wishing all the times back
The times that I had a father who thought me how to smile
..............
Now I realized
That My Hero
Is gone

The pain is burning my soul
Like the the sky covered up by black
And then the rain is going to flows
Like my tears is never gone
Between two hands
I look up
I talk to god
That end this life instead I cut again
All the scars are never heal
And my heart is still broken
Don't have anybody
spend whole day with a paper and pencil
In the cold dark room sitting in the corner
By this story I found you
Who maybe listening to my prisoner voice
This is truly my story
This is truly my feelings
But I used to call this
poem

Sa ilalim ng buwan nakatitig sa kawalan
Kasabay ng huni ng kuliglig sa kapaligiran
Iniisip ang pangarap at kapalaran
At ang bansang maparoroonan

Bakas ng yapak saan paroroon?
Maihahatid kaya sa tamang Panahon
Sa bawat dampi ng along Mahinahon
May bakas kayang maiiwan paglisan ng alon?