"doo" poems
Igapos mo ako
sa lilim na 'yong puso,
at doo'y liliwanag
ang damdaming nakatago.
Na sa gabing alitaptap lamang
ang masulyapan,
tutubuan ng pakpak
ang pag-ibig na natagpuan.
Lilipad kasabay ng mga ulap
at hindi na halos maabot,
sa kulog o kidlat ma'y
hindi natatakot.
Na handang suongin
kahit malakas na hangin,
upang pakpak nito'y nakalatag
pa rin sa papawirin.
Mapadpad man tayo
sa lawak ng dagat,
mga puso natin doo'y
maglalayag.
Na tayo'y sabay dadaong
sa ating mga pangarap,
na sa dako paroo'y
naghihintay at umaandap.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
Nagpakapagod ka dahil gusto **** kumita.
Nagpaka-alipin ka upang makaahon ka.
Nagtiis ka sa ibang bansa para sa iyong pamilya.
Nilisan ang bayan dahil trabaho'y pinagkaitan ka.
Ano ngayon kung wala kang pinag-aralan?
Masusukat ba ang tagumpay sa antas ng edukasyon?
Kailangan bang magkatulad ang bawat propesyon,
O tanggapin ang isang marami na ang kontribusyon?
Dumarami na ang populasyon ng ating bansa.
Kakaunti naman ang ating kuwalipikadong manggagawa.
Marami ang tambay sa bahay at walang ginagawa.
Nakapagtapos nga, hindi naman matanggap sa ibang kompanya.
Kaya, ang iba'y nanatili sa bukirin at doo'y nagsasaka.
Hindi matanggap na walang trabahong karapat-dapat sa kanila.
Kahit dalawang taong kursong bokasyonal ang natapos nila,
Naghihintay pa rin sa wala hanggang sa pag-asa'y maglaho na.
Anong uri ba ng trabaho ang katanggap-tanggap sa lipunan?
Ang nakakaangat lang ba ang p'wedeng bigyan ng posisyon?
Paano naman ang walang pinag-aralan, pero pasado sa kuwalipikasyon?
Papansinin ba sila ng gobyerno at bibigyan ng solusyon?
Sa bagong gobyerno, pagbibigay ng trabaho'y bigyan sana ng pansin,
Sa mga manggagawang hanggang ngayo'y walang trabaho pa rin,
Maging ang mga nakapagtapos at magtatapos pa mandin,
Huwag nating hintaying lahat sila ay lumayas sa lupang sinilangan natin.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 6:26 PM UTC
#030317
Oo, totoo --
Hindi mo na kailangang ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
Na aakyat pa sa tuktok ng bundok
Para isigaw ang pangalan ko,
At doo'y ihayag ang nilalaman
Ng damdaming nagsisidhi,
Sapat na sa akin ang ibulong mo ang mga salitang ‘yan.
Mahal kita --
Sabi nila, lahat ng panimula ay may pangwakas
Pero hindi ko mahagilap sa anumang libro
Kung may katapusan nga ba ang mga salitang yan.
Sa bawat letrang namumutawi sa aking bibig,
Hindi ko alam kung matatapos ba
Ang pagkatha ng puso ng sarili nitong lenggwahe ng "mahal kita"
Pagkat hindi ito isang antigong alahas
Na susuotin lamang sa mga piling okasyon,
Pagkatapos ay itatago sa kahon,
At kakainin ng alikabok sa lilipas na mga taon.
Sabi sa kanta,
"Walang sagot sa tanong kung bakit ka mahalaga"
Pero ang sabi ko nama'y
Tirik man ang araw sa pagtawa
O kulimlim man ang gabi sa pag-iyak,
Hindi ako mauubusan ng dahilan
Para mas mahalin ka pa.
Mahal, kaya ka pala mahalaga
At kaya pala mahalaga --
Ngayon, ngayo'y alam mo na.
Kukunin ko ang mga agiw
Sayong mga lumang gunita,
Pilit kong wawasakin ang mga pader
Na hindi akmang pumagitna sa'ting dal'wa.
Sa paulit-ulit **** pagsambit,
Noo'y natakot akong maglaho ang halaga nito
Natakot akong bawiin ng bukas ang bawat sinasambit mo
Pero ngayon, mas pinili ko nang masanay --
Masanay sa bawat pagbigkas mo
Kahit pa sabi ko noo'y ayoko
Kahit pa gusto kong itanggi
Kahit pa gusto kong limutin.
Pero oo, sapat na sakin ang tiwala mo
Sapat na sakin ang pag-intindi mo
Minsa'y di ko maintindihan sa telepono,
Minsa'y di ko malinaw sa pandinig ko
Pero alam ng puso ko:
Narinig ko.
Sa mga kamaliang pilit nating binabayo,
Mga pagkukulang na pilit nating pinupunan,
At sa mga araw na kahit luha ang nalalasap,
Doon ko nakitang kaya pala --
Kaya pala nating magpatuloy
Sa paghawak sa kamay ng bawat isa
At kahit pa malayo sa isa't isa'y
Ikaw at ikaw pa rin ang pagsinta.
Minsan di'y nagtanong ako,
Ba't hindi ka na lang naunang masilayan ang mundo?
Bakit kailangang hintayin pa kita?
Bakit kailangang masaktan muna bago matugunan ang pagmamahal?
Ba't nga ba minamahal kita?
Mapupuno ako ng bakit
Pero itatapon ko ang mga ito,
Ayoko nang malunod sa pangambang
Paggising ko'y baka muli ka na namang maglaho
O baka malimot ng isa sa atin
Ang iniingatang "mahal kita"
Tatalon ako sa walang kasiguraduhan
Tatalon ako --
Oo, alam kong nahuhulog ako
Nahuhulog sa walang katapusang
"Mahal kita."
Hindi ko gamay ang misteryo nito
Hindi ko mabatid ang mga nakasulat,
Mga nakalimbag sa bawat pahina ng aking isip:
Pero ililibot kita,
Sa aking nakaraan,
Sa aking ngayon
At sa aking bukas --
Pagkat hindi tayo nabigo
Ayokong biguin ka.
Kailanman hindi mabubura,
Hindi maglalaho
Para sa nag-iisang ikaw.
Sana magkusa ang araw sa pagbangon,
At bukas makalawa'y maririnig ko na
Ang hinihintay kong "Mahal kita."
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
Matulog ka hirang / at kata'y tutulak
Sa landas ng gabing / humahalimuyak
Doo'y tutuparin / ng ating pangarap
Lahat ng pagsuyo't / pag-ibig na hanap
Kata'y aaliwin / ng mga kundiman
At patutulugin / ng hanging mahinay
Pag-ibig ang ating / magiging himlayan
Sa harap ng tala't / mga bulalakaw
Sa landas ng tuwa / kata'y matutulog
Lilipas ang hirap / lahat malilimot
Lalaya ang diwa't / mga bungang-tulog
Sa tulong ng gabing / lipos ng pag-irog
Kata'y maglalampong / nang buong hinahon
Wala ni sinuman / ang makatututol
Huhuni't aawit / ang lahat ng ibon
Titigil ang luhang / sa mata'y nanalong
Lamang ang hangad ko'y / iyong mamalasin
Ang aking pintuhong / hindi magmamaliw
Sukat na sa akin / na iyong ibigin
At kung ibigin ma'y / umibig ka giliw!
Tena at humimbing / sa gabing tahimik
Na nilalambungan / ng nunungong langit
Mga puso'y sabay / na mananaginip
Sa awit ng isang / hele ng pag-ibig
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 7:20 AM UTC
#012917
Naisip kong magpatangay sa hanging kumot sa aking paggising. Naisip kong hamunin ang araw ng mga talatang pasalaysay at huminto gamit ang panalangin.
Isa, dalawa, tatlo: oo, ito na ang ikatlong araw nang tayong ipinalipad sa iba't ibang dako -- patungo sa bawat sulok ng mga pangarap at doo'y sabay-sabay nating maitataas ang Kanyang Ngalan.
Di ko kayang amuhin ang bawat petsa sa kalendaryo para lang maggising tayo't muling mabuo. Di ko kayang sipulan ang ulap na kukumpas sa kalangitang hindi naman nagbabago.
Sa bawat pangarap na minsang natabunan ng ating mga mapapait na nakaraan -- mga pangarap na ni minsa'y di sumagi sa isipang mabubuo natin nang sabay; oo, posible palang maitagpi-tagpi ang bawat istorya para sa mas malaki pang larawang ni minsa'y di natin nasilayang mag-isa.
Marahil napuno tayo ng takot na muling humakbang sa bukas pagkat nahihila tayo ng dilim. Marahil kinain tayo ng sakit, kirot at alalahanin kaya naman tila kayhirap nang lakaran ang tubig ng pagpapala. Pero kahit na -- kahit na lumubog pa tayo sa kumunoy ng distansya't walang kasiguraduha'y may iisa pa rin tayong di dapat na bitiwan -- na patuloy tayong kumapit sa iisang Ngalang titingalain natin hanggang sa Kanyang pagdating.
Siguro nga mapapagod tayo pagkat taksil ang landas o ang pagkakataon pero hindi pa ba ito sapat na dahilan para muling masubok at tayo't tuluyang magpasakop? Kung ang lupa nga'y kayang sakupin ng mga dayuhan lang; ano pa't ang puso't buhay nating tanging hiram lang? Kakatok hindi ang pangarap bagkus ang may dala ng mga ito; ilapit mo ang mga kamay sa puso at doo'y mabubuksan ang pintong may sagot sa mga hiling at dasal mo. Mabuhay si Kristo! Buhay Siya sa iyo!
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 3:35 AM UTC
First there is the prep.
The roommate.
Wearing salmon colored pants.
He has Shaggy from Scooby Doo
On his left thigh.
The alcoholic.
She has a drinking problem.
She is in denial of her drinking problem.
She hangs out with the loners.
The loners.
Unkempt, unattractive and fat in all the wrong places.
The blond looks like Tom Petty.
The one with dark hair, glasses and braces
They live next door.
Living together but segregated.
Wild cards.
All of us.
©Gambit '13
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 9:10 AM UTC
Laut aai wo khushi phir se,
Pyar karne laga hoon main tumhe dil se,
Kardoo apne in labjo se teri tarif,
Kho jaun teri yaadon me,
Mangloo tujhe main us rab se,
Mere dil ko talash hai teri,
nahi ji'h sakta main tere bina,
Kyoki tum sans ** meri,
Teri suni sapno ko bhi hasin banayenge hum,
Kyoki tum to jahan ** meri,
Chum loo tere in khubsurat othon ko
likh doo apne dil pe tera naam,
Bna loo tujhe hamsafar apni
** jaun tere ishq me badnaam,
Nikale dua teri khushi ke liye mere rag-rag se,
kah do ekbar mujhse
Pyar karte hain hum bhi aapko dil se,
dil se........
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 7:03 AM UTC
i used hate the way i would be awake at four in the morning.
i remember the way everything used to feel so haunting and scary.
there were no words to describe how deep inside my mind i would sink into,
scared and afraid of no return.
but now,
oh now,
i love it.
i fell in love with the quiet.
there was no more worry or fear.
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
Ilang buwan na ang lumipas
Nang gisingin ako ng agos ng tubig sa dalampasigan
Puti ang buhangin
At kumakapit sa kayumanggi kong mga balat
Ang halik ng Haring Araw.
Laking-gulat ng lahat nang anurin ako
Ng napakalakas na hangin patungo sa Isla
At doon bumungad sa akin ang Pitong Karagatang
Mitsa ng aking pagbangon sa kasalukuyan.
Naghilamos ako sa maalat na tubig
At doo’y naging kakulay ko ang kanilang lahi
At inangkin nila ako
Gaya ng isang parte ng isang pamilya.
Bumukod ako sa pag-aakalang iba ako at iba sila
Hanggang sa ang ako ay para sa kanila pala
Nagbunga ang pagbuhos ng Langit ng kanyang kasiguraduhan
At doon ako'y hindi na isang dayuhan
At alipin ninuman.
Kinuha ko ang kurtina sa aking bintana
At tinapon ko sa aking likuran
Kasabay ng paniniwala kong babalik ang Araw
At ako'y muling aagusin ng napakalakas na alon kagaya noon
At sana --
Sana nga makabalik na ako
Sa aming tahana'y
Babalik na ako.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
Did you just call me ugly?
How blind could you be?
Don't you know that I got God inside of me?
Tell me dear....
So, full of pride and so focused on your youthful looks.
How much makeup?
How much pride?
How many people?
Will be at your side,
When you close your eyes for the last time.
Tried to be **** at times myself.
Those ideas blew up in my face.
Got a lot of regret debts
anchored down in the valleys of the wrinkles on my face.
Did you know I used to have abs?
Not anymore.
One day I heard my stomach having a private conversation,
with gravity.
Gravity said, 'Winning!'
Took my abs away.
Gave me arthritis and a fever in its place.
I **** so much.
I swear someone has a gun to my ***
It is so ****** up,
when the pistol starts to cry and laugh.
I need a walker most of the time.
I guess the only crime I committed was staying alive.
Yeah, I am old.
So, what! I made it this far.
Take your *** on and be thankful for who you are.
You don't know how good you got it.
You can still get around,
Without leaving fun size Hersey bars behind on the ground.
'Hey, old dude, what Hersey bars are you referring to you? The thing I see behind you are chocolate bars,
With corn toppings.
The old man starts to laugh.
The young lady says, 'Do you mean to tell me that you ******* while you were talking to me this whole time?
The young lady began to puke.
'Baby, I didn't **** on myself. My *** did all the work. I haven't been able to control my bladder for a few months now. Here is a tissue for your mouth though?'
'Did you just hand me your depends?' The young lady said.
'Yep! These Depends never judge me and makes me feel very special.'
The young lady walks away, as she continues to puke.
The old guy says, 'She is so slow. I thought that she would have given me my Depends diaper back.
'Uh oh! What am I going to doo-do in now? That girl stole my Depends!
(C) Copyrighted
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 10:06 PM UTC
Is something you called me once.
Is it so bad that I thought it was-
Adorable as **** I hope it's not,
Because that sure would ****
We use to be closer,
I wish that we still were.
But you and I are in-
different, time-zones that is.
My self confidence has lowered,
Since we've become distanced.
It's true Thunder Lord,
Do you fear my existence?
I wonder if you do.
While you're up top,
Being Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
You know I have no clue.
I'm gig- gig- giggling so hard,
Right now. Who knew that this,
Scrub Lord could be such a clown?
I guess I knew, somewhere deep down.
I feel pretty silly writing all of this now.
After all you've labeld me.
Which I've done to you as well.
But it sure as hell wasn't easy.
I wrote this kind of fast.
Using memories from,
The past. A past that
Includes you in the cast.
I hope you don't mind me,
Spilling all of this out now.
I just didn't know how to say-
This stuff, it's kind of sacred.
Like a cow is to someone who-
Believes in Hinduism. Oh man,
I feel like I'm crossing some lines,
So I'll finish up, just give me time.
But it is true,
I do miss you.
And I wonder,
If you miss me to.
I don't care about what's happened.
Really, it's in the past now.
And I don't go there that often.
Just when I need to remember something.
So tell me ol' Voli?
Am I still your Annie?
I am being so cheesey.
Just say you'll support me.
And I promise I'll carry-
You.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
Slim dusty got a bunny and frisbee was it's name and it has a little harness tied to his back
Slim carries it around through sick and well
The bunny is so cute can't you tell
You see this is part of slim's next life which is looking after bunny rabbit named frisbee
The bunny has three K9 siblings named piper and Winnie and gg and each day the dogs will get aqquainted with it
And slim dusty says to the bunny I want to play with you
Yeah dumpity Doo Doo Doo
Slim dusty remembers singing when the pub had no beer and he sang looking forward looking back and he sang Duncan about a man who likes beer
Now slim is hayley in a band called flair and more
Slim dusty has a bunny and frisbee was it's name
He picks it up and says I think you are the best bunny by far
Slim dusty has a bunny and frisbee was it's name
*** pa pa *** pa pa
Cute little bunny rabbit
I love to cuddle the bunny
He is very cute
I feel great saying to the bunny
Cutey cutey cute cute cute
We party in our house with the 2 dogs watching on
He is a cute little bunny
Easter is coming soon for frisbee
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC
0617
Nanlilisik ang Iyong mga mata
Sa poot buhat sa paglisan ko sa Iyong tirahan
Na noo'y inangkin ko sa pagkupkop Mo sa akin.
Binihasan Mo ako ng demokrasya at kasarinlan
Bagkus ako'y natupok ng malagim na nakaraan.
Talamak ang pananakit, panghuhusga at pagkamkam
At doo'y tila binawi Mo rin ang minsang mga pamana.
Naging mapusok ang aking pagkatao
Na sa halip na bumalik Sayo'y
Patuloy na nagpakain sa maling istilo.
Nagkunwari ako bagkus ako'y natalo
Ito ang pagpataw ng madilim na peligro.
Nagniningas ang Iyong mga mata
Na tila hubad sa init na pantunaw sa mga nakikita
Napapikit ako buhat sa pangamba
Hindi na ininda ang taas ng mga nakuha.
Sa pagmulat ko na parang pagbukas ng mga bintana
Namungad na pala ang Iyong pagpapala
At ang kislap ng Iyong pagtingi'y
Syang kalangitan at katuturan para sakin.
Ikaw ang misteryo sa aking kalbaryo
Ang tagapaghusgang walang ibang hangad
Kundi para sa aking benepisyo.
Maghari Ka, Ikaw ang Bituin.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 9:20 AM UTC
TAGUAN:
Sa ilalim ng nakakapasong init ng araw,
Tumatakbo tayong magkahawak ang kamay,
Nagbibilang hanggang isang daan,
papalayo sa tayang kalaro.
Sabi niya’y tagu-taguan,
at tayo nama’y nagbilang.
Ng isa, ng dalawa, hanggang tatlo.
At hangggang doo’y nanatili sa likod ng puno.
Ngumiti ka, at ako din. Tumawa ka, at ako din.
Saka napuno ng tawanan ang buong mundo ko.
Napuno ng ikaw at ako ang buong maghapon.
Hanggang sa bumaba na ang araw.
Rinig ko na ang tawag ni inay,
At naramdaman ang pagbitaw sa kapit ko.
Hindi mo man pansin ito,
pero para itong isang malagim na pagtatagpo.
Ngayo’y paalam muna,
Hanggang sa muling pagtatago, at pagtatagpo
Ng ating sabik na mga puso sa larong tayo’y tinago.
Sa mundong ating binuo, na tayong bumubuo.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 4:09 AM UTC
Dil chahe agar k chahu tujhe aur jada,
Pyar karu tujhe khud se jada,
Bana loo tujhe apna,
Kareeb aa jaun tere aur jada,
Jindagi tere naam kar doo,
Bandagi teri bana doo,
Bhar loo tujhko bahon me,
Pyar kar loo tujhe aur jada,
Kyun khafa ** jate **
Kyun roothkar tum jate **
Kyun bhool sab kuch jate **
Jab dil chahta hai k yumhe yaad aaun aur jada,
Tumhe pyar kar loo aur jada,
Beet jayegi jindgani,
Kho jayegi apni kahani,
Roothna manana to hota hi rahta hai,
Kyun dard dete ** khud ko,
Sab jante ** tum agar,
Chahte ** yum agar,
Kyun rooth jate ** aur jada,
Dil chahta hai k pyar kar loo aur jada,
Na rooth tum jaya karo,
Na khud ko yun tadpaya karo,
Kabhi mere bhi ban jaya karo,
Yun khamosh na ** jaya karo,
Kyun khwab me aate ** tum,
Kyu saanso me bas jate ** tum,
Kyun yaad aate harpal aate ** tum,
Kya karu,
kaise khus rakhu tumhe aur jada,
Dil chahta hai k chahoo tumhe air jada,
Puar kar loo tumhe ur jada....
I love you ...
Misss you.
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC
You like to party, I am a partier
You like to wander, I am a wanderer
Your thighs are the closet to Narnia
Is it cool if I go and get lost in that?
I'm the lion, the witch in the wardrobe
Massage my lap, I have a sore bone
Of course cold on the dance floor
Like an Eskimo's toes in the North Pole
With both toes poking out of two holes
In the Eskimo socks, I'm hot
Like a cauldron from a warlock
Wearing sweatpants in a sauna
Who's your father? I'm not
I'm motherfuckin' Raven Bowie and here's my ****
Rooster, Cock-a-doodle-doo sir
Take a hit of the hooka, now make it drop
Girl's ***** was bigger than the stomach of Rick Ross
Holy mother mountain of tender tendon to get lost in
Bounce, bounce, that castle ***** that bottom
Make it wobble, wobbly-waddle 'til my third leg has to hobble
You don't want to look back on this night
And think I should have been freaking on a *****
Freak-freaking on a *****
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 7:13 AM UTC
Swirling a frosty straw
Stuck up like a victory flag in winter ground
With my lips wrapped around it
I stare into this empty canvas
of a vanilla malt
And project my cartoonish headaches
into it to devour it
Oh those Scooby Doo monsters
Shadows that lurk to cut my Tom & Jerry humor
Only to formulate semblances of evil
A Mojo JoJo caricature
I then project into my milkshake
His smirk haunts the smile of Tweety Bird
In my Hanna-Barbara mindfield
Colorful spirals of animated joys
Let me know slurp Elmer Fudd shotgun
That was mugging my creativity
And robbed me of my motive
Let me taste the refreshing winds
That flow through the deserts of Road Runner
Taking laps around my heart
With its true intentions in a love letter
I will never get
Soon slurped and eaten to take away the thoughts
And now I hope I can drink another
To rip out the rest of the pain that in my heart
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
Cock-a-doodle doo.
Pigs snorting and grunt.
Bleat baa the sheep.
Hidden in the trees squeak the squirrels.
Gobble gobble gobbling turkeys.
Low oxen moo the cows.
Hohi-a-hohhle hi
Bray donkeys so similar.
Rolling on the red dust.
The village.
A swallow-tailed bee-eater.
Calling and singing.
A green barbet, dark brown head.
Answers the call.
A red-capped lark, black bill.
Entertains the morning.
An emerald-spotted wood dove.
Seated lonely somewhere.
Coos to the extravaganza.
The village.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:20 AM UTC
I've got a Chopper,
You can have ****** *********** with it if you like
It's got a trug, a Jew's harp that rattles the windows
And creatures to make it mosey around crack
I'd stretch jeans cheesecake abutting you if I could, but I used plastic toast
You're the kind of ***** that thrusts into *** my bodiliness
I'll swag you Joe Soap, lock, stock and barrel if you rut slags
I've got a disguise it's a torso of a Irish bull
There's a slit high up the skirt Miss World's bra-burner and gross
I've grappled page—3 girl for bouts
If you think Miss Universe could spasm creamy then I guess Mr Universe should
You're the kind of ***** that slides in with my wads
I'll swag you Joe Soap, lock, stock and barrel if you rut slags
I **** a chimpanzee and he hasn't got a stage—door Johnny
I don't copulate why I cock—a—doodle—doo him Gerald
He's inseminating à la carte geriatric but he's a voluptuous chimpanzee
You're the kind of ***** that stuffs *** my gallons
I'll swag you Joe Soap, lock, stock and barrel if you rut slags
I've got a Welshwoman of pornographic Casanovas
Here a Don Juan, there a Lothario, prognosticators of obscene persons of opposite *** sharing living quarters
Beg a bonk if you be on heat, they're on the back of the *****
You're the kind of ***** that spasms indoors using my lump
I'll swag you Joe Soap, lock, stock and barrel if you rut slags
I **** custom—built dead men of doo-wop passages
Incognito Muses, faceless ching, most of them are Barbie
Let's **** into the odd kitchenette and **** landlady creature
Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 3:46 PM UTC
His words stitched like rail road ties
through sentiment and simile.
His fingers like slaves to emotions in his brain.
The hum of his instrument,
so rich and so right.
Constructing soundtracks to stories
about what it means to be alive.
Tapping beats from the back of his thigh,
bop-bop, doo-woop.
Turning feeling into vibrations
that shake the walls of the bus station.
What change he got shaking like a tambourine
inside his cardigan pocket.
The gold trim on his six string
shines like a locket under bright orange lights.
I called him the Musician.
his mother called him Bentley.
his father never called,
the streets called him crazy.
His audience passing cars.
Cigarette butts and trashed plastics.
The Musician waxed and waned
as the world kept on passing.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
Dumaan ako sa Nagtahan
at doo'y nanahan
aking diwang gising
at minulat,
pilit binulag
ng isang dakot
na Asin.
Rumampa sa Laong Laan,
pilit inabangan
ang pagtila,
tila Luha
ang tanging pakinabang.
Tumawid sa Lacson,
nadapa --
bumangon.
Sumakay ng traysikel
sa Ocampo,
pumara sa Crisostomo;
nangapitbahay sa Maria Clara
nagpalamig sa Ibarra
hanggang Simoun,
Quintos, Dapitan.
Hindi ka matagpuan.
Tila silyang marupok
na walang pakinabang;
Tila laway na muntik
masayang
ang paglalakad ng pusong
minsan nasagasaan
noong binagtas ang kahabaan ng Dimasalang.
Umuwi sa Sampaloc,
kumuha ng gamit.
Palihim na naglakad
papuntang Blumentritt.
Pinagpawisan sa pagsakay
sa Recto.
Anong ginagawa ko rito
sa Quiapo?
Isang makipot na sangandaan
kailangang mairaos daanan.
Isang hakbang palayo
sa maputik na Ocampo;
minsan nang bumagyo dito.
Meron pa bang tayo?
Nov 17, 2010
Nov 17, 2010 at 12:41 PM UTC
Pooey, pooey, poo. Gee, I smell you. It's time to take a bath now.
Stinky, stinky, doo, you friends do to. You reek and oh you stink, wow!
So could you hurry to the shower and rub some soap all over you *** Don't hold back!
And if you do remove the peu you'll find your friends won't gag and hack. That's a fact!
So pooey, pooey, poo. What will you do? There's a bathtub fillin'.
Stinky, stinky, doo. It's up to you. To wash off that penicillin.
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 8:27 PM UTC
I pity anyone visiting us with
A language besides English;
Who tries to understand the words
We like to use with relish.
We seem to say so many words
Just to keep our lips busy.
It occurs to me the so much of it
Has never graced a dictionary.
Upscaling, downsizing
Offloading the whole magilla
The whole nine yards, bottom liine
The big honcho, the whole enchilada
I was completely plussed and then
I had my self a hissy fit
I didn't know I had a flabber,
'Til someone went and gasted it.
Hanging out, kicking back
Into myself and whatever
***** it, man. I am like, wow.
And y'know, yodda yodda yodda.
Some mean kinda fudpucker
Betcher bippees, yabba dabba doo.
Mazoomas and headlights,
Totally hyped megabitch, too.
Talkin' about 'sup bro
Stufflike windas and winders.
Jammin and gittin widdit
And sumpinbout pillas and pillers.
So, I goes and he goes,
And I'm all jazzed and by golly.
It really rocks, rad to the max
Get down to some serious party.
Sixes an sevens, p's and q's
What's your point? Get real!
It's pretty much a ******
So, what's the big deal?
Too much, I mean it's tough,
And stuff, and really far out, man.
Twenty three skiddo old bean.
Just a flash in the pan.
It ***** It blows, It bites, big time
A wicked righteous mindfuck.
Get jiggy with it. Kiss my crank;
Slob my **** Lord Love-a-duck.
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Bakit ang umaga'y salaming nagniningning
At ang aking gabi'y sineng walang tabing?
Bakit ang magdamag ay tila araw mandin
Na kung di masilip ay tila kulang pa rin?
Sa oras na laging kita'y maalala
Balintataw manding anyo mo'y makita;
Ngiti ng puso ko'y anghel ang kapara
Dala ng pagsuyong ikaw ang may likha.
Di man naglalayag ang anyo kong lugod
Naglalakbay naman sa aking pagtulog;
Diwa at puso ko'y nawalan ng takot
Laging ako't ikaw yaong nasasangkot.
Saang mundo kayang di ka mamamasdan?
Wala nga sapagkat tanging ikaw lamang;
Takbo ng panaho'y di namamalayan
Basta't laging ikaw itong kaulayaw.
Daigdig mang ito'y tuksong kumakaway
Kung tayong dalawa'y landas na makulay;
Musika ng puso ay aalingawngaw
Mundo'y paraisong doo'y laging ikaw!
English Version:
You Will Always Be There
Oh, why each morning is like a bright looking glass
And my night's like a theater without a curtain?
Tell me why an overnight seems like a new day
That when I can't see you, life seems so uncertain?
Each moment that I cannot see you, my dearest
Even your shadow is always enough for me
My heart always smile like that of an angel's beam
Brought by this precious love only I could see.
Though I couldn't reach you with these frail arms and hands
I can still touch you, my dear, in my cherished dreams
My mind and my heart, they were strong, I'm not afraid
Only you and I, we can get through the extremes.
In what kind of world does this heart couldn't see you
If there's only one image in these eyes of mine?
Our time is running fast and yet we cannot feel
When you're here beside me, I will always be fine.
If this world of ours is a waving temptation
It would still be a bright path when we truly care
Rhythm of our hearts will echo and resonate
A place is paradise where you'll always be there!
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
So many sellouts claimin' they real when they only want a mass stage appeal
****** swear they be down for the hood? but how while living lavish in the white neighborhoods?
This ***** turned scooby doo ****** where the **** are you? You loosin' ya black views
How the **** you gone say slavery was a choice I remember when you had a voice
Ever since you called Bush out it seems like got drained out
Gallons of blood a spiritual transfusion ***** ya loosin'
Ever since your lips ****** on that white ******* **** **** them Kkkhardashians say it louder once the mic enter my hands enemies get the sweatin' cuz of my verbal weapon
yeah ya been coming out makes me doubt
No wonder why they call you gay fish half of them ******* is really *******
In the celebrity world where boys is girls and girls is boys seduced by the evilness that swirls life ain't about diamonds and pearls
Pandoras box dusty as **** so no need to throw a fit Kanye I got a black polished AK' forty seven ready to send you to heaven
No ladder leaning on a stagger soon to end up a plastic bagger
Coroner's dinner deaths the winner while ya visions growing thinner
**** what ya stand for I take you back through the "wire" throw gasoline all over you then light a fire burning your empire
**** your kids and ya legacy none of us admire
Your coonery I'll crown you with thorns full of barbed wire til your soul transpires
Yeah punk ***** so
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
Also **** them white ***** kkkhardashian once again letting you know how they do brothers in
****** go crazy or end up in the pen or another gender trend
**** making friends **** chasin' ends
And if you wanna join kanye ya casket ready soon to be tucked in ....
Night night you ***** ******* die slow
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 10:31 AM UTC