Naisip ko na parang buhay pasada ang ating istorya.

Ikaw ang pasahero, ako ang tsuper.

Ganito ang senaryo; nakita kita sa kalsada di alam san pupunta.

Ako naman si tanga hinintuan ka kahit dika naman pumara.


Sumakay ka; gaya ng iba.nasa mukha mo yung salitang "Bahala na".

Diretso lang ako sa pag maneho. di mo parin sinabi kung san ka pupunta.

Kita naman sa karatula kung san ang aking ruta, inisip ko baka alam mo na.

Sa gitna ng byahe, mukhang nalibang ka na, kaya pasikat ako sa arangkada.


Halatang bago lang sayo yung dinadaanan, may tingin at may pangangapa.

Ayos lang yan sabi ko. Kabisado ko to. ako'ng bahala.

May mga sandaling napapakwento ka, Siguro dahil na rin sa palagay ka na.

Mukhang nakalimutan ko na yung ibang pasahero. Pakiramdam ko tayo lang dalawa.


Sa wakas, naitanong ko kung san ka ba talaga pupunta?

Kasi, 'haba na ng byahe mahirap na baka maiuwi kita.

Biglang Nawala yung ngiti mo sa mata. Para kang may naalala.

Dimo ako sinagot. Bigla kang pumara.


Di ko alam kung natakot ka ba? o ang pamasahe mo e kulang pa?

Ayos lang naman akong ilibre ka. Basta maihatid kita.

Aaminin ko, nung tinanong ko kung san ka pupunta,

Napadasal ako ng konti na sana sabihin mo, "Ikaw, saan ka ba?"


Naiwan ako nakahinto sa kalsada. kasi nagulat ako nung tumakbo ka,

Tinawag kita pero lumiko ka na sa madilim na eskinita.

Napakamot ako sa ulo at napailing. Ako ba ang may problema?

Di ko tuloy alam kung babalik ka. kasi kaya kong mag intay pa.


Pinaandar ko ulit yung jeep. nagmaneho, nag maniobra.

umikot, luminga linga. wala ka na.

Hahanapin kita. madilim na.. bukas baka bukas.

Kung san kita nakita nung una, baka doon ka pumara.

Pusong bingi'y naaantig ng awit
Ganun pala sa unang pagsinta
Sa sombra niya'y laging nakabuntot
Paglumingon ay siyang paglinga-linga sa paligid
Ni ayaw mahalata kung saka-sakaling mapansin

Hindi malaya sa demokratikong bansa
Alila ng iniibig na panauhin
Ano nga ba, di alam ang gagawin
Sa pagpikit ng mata,
mukha niya'y nagniningning

Sa pantasya'y nahuhumaling
kahit na  gising, lumulutang sa hangin
Kaya ganun na lang sa pagsasalamin
sa mga nangyari - medyo pagmamalabis

Hinabol ang bawat galaw
Sa utak ay walang hinto na sumasayaw
Disente sa pananamit
Mayumi kahit sa anong bihis

Di man lubos nililimi ang mga katangian at ugali
Pabayaan pagkat mapagkumbaba
Hahamakin ang lahat
Dahil ang dibdib ay lumilingas

when you're diving until
you see a big fat eel
that's a moray

when you're seeing a fish
too big for a dish
that's a whale

when you see a commotion
deep underneath the ocean
it's no seal

bells will ring ting a linga ling
ting a linga ling ting a linga ling
you're a meal

Seek her in Devotion
She is an ocean of Compassion
Seek her in Desperation
She is a steadfast Companion
Seek her in true Passion
You will be loved to Distraction
Just seek her in your Confusion
She will lead you to Fruition

Once I was a pretty girl
Made of a big leaf
and a strong root
that grew to
fields of fruit
On each of my birthdays
I used to wear a dress
made of yellow flowers

I stayed so
Thinking to be
As strong but
Unable to walk
Like a tree
Or a tree
until
Until
I met he

He
who called me She
He a true
Human Being
He a true man
One of the strongest
Gentlest
Shiniest
Of its kind
dared to pluck
Me fully
Completely
For whom
I converted
From
A plant
To
As he says:
She

I walked the depths of
Mud hand in hand
With he
by which
my feet shaped
To toes
soft and pinky

He teach me
How to step
On the
Crystal shiny
Water smooth
Rocks
Rocks passaging
A delirious rush
Of dizzying fall
Only by the sound of
Such gobbly bubbly
turbulence
Sound of vertigo
He holds
My arm
Needles to ask
In sync fit time
He says
I help She
Because she is not
As strong as ….

Never using the word
Weak
Face of gentleness
With coal black
crystal
Shiny eyes
A smile like buddha
No he cannot hide
And no why would
He
When hide
İs only
İn my tongue

As he holds me
I feel light
Clearing my sight
As if on the moon
Defeating gravity
And voluntarily
Fully
Am
The She
For
He

In my terms
For Once  
enjoying
the Weak
Beautifully

Flying
By his strong palms
He who raised me to the
Blue of freest skies
Made of the joy of lovers
Brought me
to a cleanest Lagoons
A Queen's bath on another
Plane from where suns shine
Their brightest
to heal our worlds

And Lovers make love
As we walk hand in hand
Each of a stumble of mine
As if  a pure longing to touch
him longer
While i bathe ****
he politely looks the other side
And picks a blood red bloom
for me

Like a nature you used to be
And still are
A gift for you  
he says  by his light
Shining the purest
without any expectation

A Flower once gifted to Shiva
She and he now
Linga
She and he now
As all pray
to be a blessing of love
Maybe a dream
Maybe still here or there
Maybe the color of the sunset
on a new moon day
….

For he
He who warmed my heart today
He made of divine light
He who never will read my lines
Lines made of words
But for he
He who calls me She
He who I know
already Knows
He who
held my hand
once
on a new moon day.