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sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang:
sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan
nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman.
sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag;
kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan.
ang mga bituin
                                                          ­                ay kumikislap
    patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi
ang mga bituin ay
  madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                    
                                 kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',
                                                                ­          'di isang buo
                                                             ­                     kun'di isang
                                                                ­                          sansinukob ng:
naghalong emosyon,
'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan,
daan daang kasinungalingan
makapagtago lamang;
sa liwanag niya,                                                            ­            
                                              dahil mas importante siya
dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala,
isang malaking bolang mainit,
nag-aalab,
nakakabulag.

isa kang masokista,
pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init.
isa kang arsonista,
pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy.
'di ka naman nag-iisa
ngunit martyr ako,
at ikaw ang pinili ko.


siya si sol, ikaw si luna,
ako ang mga bituin,





kayo ang naghahabulan,
ako ang kumikislap/
kumukutikutitap/
kumukurap,
ako ang nagbubugulan.
                                                   ­       

                                                        ­               bituing matagal nang patay
ito na ang tuldok
he's the perfect, kind of-
an equation with different variables
(which -coincidentally- matches with mine)
that made (sneaking) finding moments
         between (our)        rigid                   bodies
easy; but
we both know, all moments sum up to zero,

is there really
n o t h i n g ?
do i even, mathematically, make sense?
it's past 12 midnight
-and that should just be okay
  given with my quarantine body clock,
but i haven't slept for the past 36 hours:
  -i walked around the city,
  -i exhausted my brain with responsibilities,
  -i distracted myself with hobbies,
but i just can't seem to sleep.

it's amazing how overthinking really rallies with your mind,
and how it affects your whole biological being.
it's amazing how, one brief moment with a stranger,
bugs me like this.

his lips,
his warm embrace,
his sweet voice.

i just can't seem to sleep,
i
need
him,
someone once told me

-long before when i used to play music so loud
so loud to help keep the whispers at bay
      the monsters hidden within
            the unanswered questions, doubts, unanswered,

that to be able to appreciate music,
lower the volume, take it in, softly, gently, and
hear it calmly.

but then,
        the whispers
            the monsters
                the unanswered questions
                                              doubts

 ­  are louder, s c r EA mIng,
                   loud, louder than

     the heartb e a t,
       dum, dumdum, dum.....
                    too soft.... too..

hoax.
i wanted to, but i can't hear the soft music in the screaming of what's within.
a week has passed and since then,
my love for you found refuge in my close friend's list
-settled for knowing that you saw it,
saw me, perhaps, even through me.
-settled for knowing that you,
are there for me.

-settled, for knowing you.
romantic innuendo part 2//
and on my IG stories shall i send my indirect messages to you, for you.
DIGEST THE SECRET CODE, lOVE. i, ******
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