The idealized version of love you see
Just ended w/ blanks and tears.
Now, how true could love so be?
If even the best you see, flees.

How could it last this long?

"Minsan ba naisip mo na,
Baka ikaw lang?"

Taon ang binilang
Tila walang kasagutan.
Aking tatapusin,
Sa isang walang hangganan.

"Ako'y mananatiling ako at
Ika'y mananatiling ikaw."
. . .

You gave me a treasure,
More lovely than anything
—my heart

Hello to my friends here in HP!

I would like to ask for your *prayers as I will be taking my last examination in College this coming whole week. .

I know that my plea would not amount to the helpless concerns of many people on planet Earth. .but this is very important to me. And no matter how much hardwork I put in, I am nothing without God. .

I have lived 9 years of my life only looking at school(demanding course), that's why I wanted to take another leap now so I can open new doors in my life, so I could do everuthing that I wanted to do, freely without regrets.

After this, I would be taking up a licensure exam by the end of this year, and hopefully, hopefully everything goes well for me and for my friends who've equally put as much effort as they can. .

In this world, we have our own circumstances which I greatly respect. No matterhow small or big it is, if it brings you closer to who you will be in the future, then it is worth pursuing, it is worth praying for.

Thank you.

Once upon a time,
Too long ago, when ones' life depended
On sour candies,

I made an "ant backyard resort",

It is dedicated to give enjoyment
To the well industrious ants,
Not foreign to our land.

But a tragedy struck their fates,
With thuderstorms and ocean hurdles
They drowned lifeless,
And I saw their souls
Flying to heaven. .

I know they were mad at me,
For killing them. .
But such a fortuituous event!
Not my fault. .it rained that day!

That day they're suppose to be hiding in colonies. .
But they entered the shuttle going to the resort,
And they left the door opened.

The day after, the resort went bankrupt.
Nothing was left, just like magic that turned it to hardened sand.

Have you ever thought,
That every poem born,
Is   l i f e ?

They grow an  i n ch
For every soul they touch.
And as they age, senile
Emotions once felt,
T h e y   d i e.

You see,
In people's lives
There are a lo t  of  s ta rs
left  *u n to u ch e d
And if they sparkle
A t  ni g h t,
Know that, it is
the wr i t er 's   s o ul
That gives it spark, but it is
the  re a d er's  he a r t
That makes it  s h i ne .
And the one
Who makes it fall,
Are those who wish you
The b e s t s  in  l i fe .

I don't believe at 1st love sight,
and so I fell at second sight. -_-

But why is it at New Year's strike,
I greet you dear and felt so none?
I deemed this heart as dead so once,
I felt so tired of losing heart.

I spent those years on a neverland,
where your single word could make my life
But now it seems that it's just a dream
that fades away in a single snap.

Now, I'm scared that my heart is dead
Feel again, then fade again??
This is a cycle I need to end
the deceit of love my heart so makes.

I'm the culprit, I'm not sane
Stay away cause I might tame

You know, it takes 2 years. . .
2years, of a reversal's piece.  .

She's a stone. .
No, her heart is a  b o u l d e r . .
Can't be moved in force.
You need to break her into pieces first!

She's a flower ***. .
No, her mind is a towering  t r e e . .
Bear that she don't mind losing some leaves,
Rotten ones, go and fall to the seas!

She's a half moon.
No, her smiles are  e c l i p s e .
A sight to behold, but there's darkness
Once seen, could send death w/o peace!

She's a *** of liquid gold.
No, her eyes are  a s t e r o i d s. .
Falling endlessly,
Like gravity possessed space.

She's a sparkling gem.
No, her eyes are polished  d a g g e r s !
Without words she can ****,
That's how she seeks peace. .

In her, there's an  A t o m  o f   E v i l .
But a  U n i v e r s e  o f   L i g h t.
There's a blackhole of dust,
But colonies of stars. .

E v i l ,   y e t   l i g h t .
She lives, but never forgets.
A threshold too high, once full
Go hide under your blanket of scars!
Don't take a step, coz
It could be your last breath.

And so one step, the breeze goes by
White is the sand, cerulean is the sky;
Trees do sway, birds like hum
Warm is the sun, cool is the night

A walk to your plane, alone and alive
Footprints on the sand, path I arrived;
Clock strikes four, never once bored
Standing in a million, buried in a zillion

Nothing is new, waited so long
Traveled so far, wasted no more;
Ocean so big, no way to own
Just a place, but never a home

Looking beyond, I saw the side
Where beauty is hidden, inside and out;
Glimpse of a chance, a boat is near
Escaping from paradise, a rescue from tears

Bag is full, shells of few
Shared with you, a thousand new;
And there I breathe a flowing air
A jasmine scent, a calming felt

Home is here, bells I hear
Time is back like a New Year strike;
There I see sparkles of light
Never too tired, lingered in might

Shined so bright, marred is the eye
Chances is blank, crisis is high;
Twice a paradise, almost a rewind
But never again, never again …

Someday,
I know my feelings will reach you. . .

Like a whisper in the wind,
I'll make your skin tingle,
Then paint black river,
Flowing down your cheeks. . .

I'll make your mouth appear
Like trampled cherries,
With poisoned arrows
Piercing your  h e a r t . . .

You'll die slowly, in regret
In     u t m o s t   s o r r o w  . . .
Then ill burn your flesh,
disperse it unto the wind . . .
A death so enlightening
Like the death of my feelings,
That killed you,
B y    t h e    w i n d . . .

Let me tell you the story of my death:

Carving words on the bark of a tree
A poem that means life to me.
Glows through night, my soul delights!

        "Exist beyond my death, oh please...
            So I could live in bliss at least."

But they cut the tree, so mindlessly
Illegally. ****, selfishly!
In chainsaw, I was murdered.

        A massacre,
      ... a massacre of my every being!!

I'm a ghost that forgot, the best in me
Now writes relentlessly
To relive the words, once killed in greed
I found the "papers*", the poems you lead...

Then before me, is some piece of me
they killed.

I died a hero,

After 12 seconds, the clock slaps me
" Earthling, what're you doin'?"

Me: "Oh, I'm killing you, immortal. And you?"
Clock: "Just, revolving 360 degrees since B.C.
            Now what if, I **** you?"

(Took off the battery . . . then saw another clock)
You see, nothing stops it. No one. But,

Dubious mortals, t'is the world detest!
Souls clinged on ceaseless heeds
Sun sets then dawns still reckon, I say:
"In sync we'll quest, my friend."

T'is seeking life, they termed "tedious"
I label, "genious"! It's phenomenal!
God made limited edition seeds
And that's "WE", sprouted "confused".

We'll die nameless of society's creed
Ashes dispersed in the air they breathe
Hmmm, Unless you want a tomb w/
your grandchildren's footprints?!

Clear-cut answers, we'll never get. But still I owe to you this belief
                              that questions are worth asking.

For I met you saying "sorry"
And so, I always worry.
How bad the world could be to us,
That  you'll accept "no sorry"...

Stumbled upon the dark vade light
Now, here she comes!
That fairy old white mask,
Ooh! Teeth of those
Once alive.
Bring me the light!
Skin scratched with
Claws up mark!
**Bring me the light!

the universe is swaying
like an  o c e a n   o f   s t a r s
and with a drop, sends
Shining light falling. .

A daytime shooting star
Has sprouted in me.

Everyday, I am walking
Heavier steps,
Deep breaths. .

Every night I chase,
For the moon
Up that sky. . .

It is dark. .
Too scared I cried
Whispered,

              "Dear God I'm tired. . "

The sky has buried us,
Deep down from reality,
Gravity as an accomplice.

             "What's beyond that sky,
                          Is it all just a lie?


        Am I a   s u b s t a n c e ?   Or
                         Merely a  f o r m?"
  

Every day, I am walking
Heavier steps,
Deep breaths. . .

I could have whispered
"I love you"
Only to know, that
LOVE is a lie to you
And so I stopped loving you.
Instead, I'll say
"I like you".
Just like everybody else.
You know, "like" means alot to me.
But who cares? If what I mean,
Depends on you.

This journey is a
L  O  N  G    F  I  N  A  L  E
with peaks and bottom,
trends and depression,
Like line graphs that extend
As years gone by. . .

Every point is a stop, a record, a mark.

There is no end,
Coz you can still read this,
And this year is not the 70s
But the 17th year of the 20th Century!

W a i t i n g** .  .  .
We needed time to grow for ourselves.

And from there,
We are so sure that the future exist in a glimpse.

In that moment, we'll eventually be together.
But It just ended up too long. . .

Too long,
We grew    a   p  a  r  t  .

And we realize we're not same person anymore.

I live admiring things,
After learning it's hard to do.
So I only credit one people.
Those who've tried


more than once,
and even more than that.

Whispers from
Your breath
Has crossed the skies,
The heaven speaks louder
Than the thunder in my heart. .
Gratitude flies,
Ocean waves has turned
Stepping forward,
My tears overflow. .

Now, let me speak the hue of the earth:

Thank you HP Friends
For your prayers
They have been heard.

(Graduating from College this June 2017 :)

He is
The son of the sky.
Speaking hues,
Reflecting smiles,
You'll be blinded by his light.

He is
The son of the sky.
Slowly passing like the clouds,
One who made thunder
resonate a throbbing heart.
With eyes that see no boundaries,
He is endless as the seas.

He is everything
Beneath this sky.
Plant that sprout
In everyone's heart,
A seed that never dies.
He'll live in eternity,
Through what he called:  
**s m i l e s .

I'd slay that soul through poisoned words
But all I do is devour alone.
You left a hole in this bone
That I can write no more.

H a v e   y o u   s e e n
The sky where our eyes meet,
The air where our skin touch,
And the sun that put flames,
To our hearts?

The pounding of the birds' wings,
C a n  y o u  f e e l ?

H a v e   y o u   s e e n
How time made us blind,
How our inactions **** our mights,
How clouds made us doubt,
The vision once clear we had?

And as the plants grew
At spring,
C a n  y o u  s e e** ,
How they blossom
alone in numbers,
Just left at is
For every person
To wonder?

H a v e   y o u   s e e n
The smoking poison,
On your palm,
To **** every living,
With a touch
By sending them to ash?
And how it made
You feel thorns
Growing on your soul
Because for once
You believe you are cure
But for some you are
Death for sure.

And thus,
You live like a bird
Who only lands
To a place
Where your pounding wings
Can be heard.
Where the only cage
To trap you dear
Is   t h i s   w o r l d .

I said: " I wont write.".
But my heart is spitting blood,
And internally, it is trapped. .
My mouth has been stitched by
Thousand threads, back and forth. .
Back and forth, it hurts.
Carving words on my eyes,
Like heavy bubbles that pop
Every second, endlessly falling,
Draining me lifeless of a soul.
It felt like it has departed,
Gone lightyears away.

But the sky is still clear, as ever
Made me think:

"Does the rain really falls equally on everyone? Does the stars shine brightly in everyone's eyes?"

My back has never been this heavy. .
I weep for someone who deserves the best
And now, I am the only one to give it.
It felt like my smiles are infrequent visitors
Who knock on windows, and not on doors.
I could live, drowning in my own sea.
But you should be on a boat,
That perfeclty befits your worth,
And I'll gladly be your hero.

So I ask the Lord:

"Please, do not let sadness consume her,
Or hatred disperse her will, coz
I am still here."

It is The Divinity, I heed.
Take my words, and I shall seek.
Let my soul be a chant,
I will sing if You'll permit:

*"Oh, please let me live longer
So I could fulfill my duty
THEN find my purpose of everlasting peace"

When problems burst
From the lemon heart,
Acids turn, stomachs crunch.
Sparkles form on lazy eyes,
Lips will curl on the lower side.
And with a hug you will sob,
Then you will try to hold your heart,
But it's inside, you might die.
So you just knock.. But no one comes.

Some will want your lemon heart,
Expose the truth, add some spice.
So you'll just nod and start to see,
That no one asked, if you're alright.

Your heart will quinch, and you shall write
An art like this that:       "no one asked"
But in the end, you will lie
Cause you will try to be alright.

I wish to slice your lemon hearts,
To sip the part, that **" Life is sad "

-
                    "Who's with me
                     To **** that tree
                In the middle of the sea?

Hanging between boundaries,
Golden leaves, mouth-watering
Sent war on countries neighboring.
Blood spilt, on heaven's ground
Where no innocent souls found.

                     Oh, those leaves!
                       A single piece,
                  Could worth a feast,
            But of what origin, atleast?!

But no! Let's **** that tree.
Draw our swords,
For a mighty peace!
Let's **** that tree!
Whose roots are

Even the possibility
scares me,
Leaving my homeland
To live w/ maple trees.

They were joking, I said.
You don't tell me that's an option!

But if this is my destiny,
And so be it.
My eyes could be born again.
To see, do things differently.

Just know, that I couldn't leave
w/o my soul dying.
I hope that things could turn out
the way I want it to be:

Simply, not to receive such blessing.

In here lies, my selfishness.

Now, it strikes:
I just knew how to live and not to leave.

Gusto ko ng isa
" Yun oh! Yung hawak ni
Manong nag-titinda. . "
Itatali ko sa aking kamay
Habang lumilipad
Sa distansyang abot ko pa,
" Oo, yung color blue ah! "
Teka ilan nalang ba
Ang naipon kong barya?
" Hmm. . Aba aba, sobra pa kaya! "
Inipon ko 'to ng kay tagal
Mga baon na bigay ni nanay.

Itatali ko sa aking kamay,
Sabay naming babayuhin
Ang kalsada papuntang simbahan. .

" Sino yung umiiyak? "
Ahh, lumipad ang lobo niya.
Yung bata, kawawa naman. .
Kahit bilhan ulit ng Nanay,
Sige pa rin ang ngawa. .

" Ano nga bang meron sa lobo niya? "

" Bakit nga ba sila lumilipad? "

Ito yung lobong
Masarap tignan sa kalangitan
Di pwde itali ng matagal
Sasabit-sabit kung saan-saan
Kalaunan, puputok nalang.
Kaya sige, aking bibitawan na. .

"Sige lipaaaad! "
Diyan ka nababagay
Sa langit, tanaw ng madla
Malayo para aking silayan pa
Kinagagalak kong bitawan ka.

Pero wait diba uso,
Yung may kasamang sulat?
" Sigeee exciting, "
Lagyan natin para masaya :

                                 
     "  S a l a m a t .  "

I'd strike against your planet's shield,
Fall as a streak of heated light.
I'll grant your wish and be your hope,
But if I survive and hit the ground,
Would you keep me as your "meteorite"?


*or should i die with just a spark?