having you stuck on my mind
is an understatement
in every crack and crevices I find
you there, always present

you permeate in every thought
like literally in all that I think
threatening to fill my mind
so I incarnate you through ink

writing poems during library
when I should be philosophizing Saussure
but don't worry I can cope
I can handle this, be sure

I've drawn you in pencil
heck, even in paint
but alas, my skills are not enough
to depict the beauty you contain

but don't think you're a distraction
you're more of a motivation
like serene blue skies to a young bird's eyes
you are what inspires me to greater motions

oh girl,
I'm chest deep in thoughts of you
but tell me, my love
do you think of me too?

mahirap magmahal nga taong hindi sigurado
yung wala kang mahawakan kundi kanyang mga pangako
na hindi diretso,
puro lang talinghaga
mga hiling lamang sa mga tala.

Death dangling from nimble fingers
Warmth ephemeral from cold delivered
Murky decisions waft as smoky regrets
Wishing it would burn with the cigarette.

Another night pass like a stranger on the street
Never looking back, apathetic as it fleets  
Troubled mind tryin' to answer questions born out of fear
Trying to wrap around a conundrum
Afraid of what the truth will bear.

The way that my heart is collapsing
is making me breatheless
The feeling of not being able to do anything,
leaving me helpless.               

'Cause I have no right to be jealous
No right to demand
Painfully watching in the sidelines
While you be happy with another man
    
I know its my fault
I'm just afraid to lose you bad
Afraid to lose
What I never had.

1 a.m in the morning
walking the streets
basking under tangerine lights
not minding time as it fleets

the cold morning wind
punctures my skin
a smile plays on my lips
savoring the sensation it brings

I inhale the silence,
embrace the softness of the morning
a warm piquant feeling
seeping through me

I feel the cadence of my footsteps
the symmetry of the streetlights
I even felt the rhythm
in the flickering of the store signs

and oh! how the stars shine in the moment
millions above lustrously burning
in the sky
now my heart
as they permeate my being

1 a.m in the morning
while walking the streets
I have found peace
in the city that never sleeps.

I admit my fault
jumping into her heart when
its already full

the hours slept matters not
body and mind is tired no matter what
a cup of coffee gone cold
spark is gone, warmth the hearth cant hold
the only thing constant is doubt
what is life really about?
existing in a place
a house, but not a home
life as cluttered as this poem
meaning as clouded as in a storm
how low can i go?
only after this downward spiral will i know.

Trust is an ephemeral thing
built upon facades oh so feeble
and ever-changing people

Trust is a fragile thing
put upon capricious beliefs
and ever-shifting feelings.

I'm in a mess lately
but don't worry
its a good kind of mess
I hope. Probably.

I have been unraveling
pulling the strings
breaking myself apart

tearing down the foundations
whereupon
I have built my old life

gone with the worn down facades
farewell to the faded walls
to the ghosts that haunt the halls
Oh I say to you

Adieu!
Adieu.
and upon its remains
I will build anew.

the halls today are filled
of walking husks of people
heavy mutter clutter the air
all are looking feeble

textbook-laden brains
lips a-coffee stained
eyes manic to the brim
composure wearing thin

stress-filled laughters
litter conversations,
every word carry the burden
of hard sleepless nights

some are carefree
but most are buried inside the library
a last ditch effort to arm the cavalry
as the enemy nears the periphery

the bell rings loud
the masses resort to silence,
the death toll rang
all around the campus

as the door came crashing down
you can almost hear
the desperate souls' silent cries
as "FINALS" enter with a smile.

Don’t worry, I just love to reminisce
Time will come all of these will be erased
Like the season that always changes
My memories will be replaced
By better ones, I hope
By better ones, I pray

Like the paint that used to cover
The place we used to meet

Like the heart-rending sonata
now on its closing beat

Like the coffee on the table
Slowly diminishing its heat

These painful memories
One day will recede
Winnowed down by time
To small and smaller residues
These painful memories
Weathered down to humus
Where blossoms
The cosmos of change.

Here in the open my body I lay
gazing upon somber tumult of gray
clouds in spectacular ashen display

I pity them giants, they are likened with sadness
little do people know that they cry out of gladness

they dance out of mirth
tranquil downpour to the earth

I pity them giants, people only notice the stroke of sunlight
in their abate

they rejoice to know that thereafter a rainbow will follow
the end of their woe

I pity them giants, they are remembered for their might
not for the serenity and vivacity they provide

I pity them giants
for they are destined to fall
to fragment into droplets
to lose life to give life for all.

in the open they start to fall.

Behind your facade of a shining star
I see your fears, your rage and tears
and yet
I love you
just the way you are.
I want to kiss your pieces
your cracks
your scars
I want to own your pain
to love even in vain
because you are a shining star
you are my shining star.

I have always been the one
to never take the risks
one to play it safe
to snuggle where it fits

when time gave me
an opportunity to grab
Alas! afraid to lose
what i do not even have
I did not take it

I have always been the one
to take the safer bends
now, I'm stuck
just being her friend.

i treasure
1 to 4 a.m
the quiet and calm hours of the morning

the only hours of the day
that wants nothing from me
the only time that I am free.

dear thoughts,

let me sleep
give me reprieve from your queries
about tomorrow and of the present
of what I have done
and on what I have planned
grant me rest from such importune
please plague me not
rather sway me with a soothing tune
let me rest
even for a minute or two

morning breaks from the window seams
with you as my waking thought
like dew that covers the morning grass
a gift the yester night has brought

a weary walk towards the bathroom
to take a shower with water freezing
but then again the thought of you
provides me warmth, a hot and sultry feeling

all through out the day you dance
in the boud'ry of my mind
and in all passing thoughts I chance
lo,there is always you, I find.

oh, as the day approaches its end
the moon pulls his regalia across the sky
and by the beauty of the stars, awed am I
but I see them shy, incomparable to you.

then time took you away
leaving nothing but broken things
our promises. our future.
Me.

a woman, intricately drawn
by trembling hands
she was born
into existence
on a blank paper
a clean slate
a beauty to her creator
but in this world
beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
aesthetically,
beauty depends upon the axioms
of the paper society.

your voice
your smile
your lips
your eyes
It's not mine
to hear
to miss
to stare
to love. Is hard
because
You are not mine.

forgive my propensity
to write incessantly
'bout this woman dear to me
for I just cannot resist
her essence that subsists,
that encompasses my entirety
my unconscious
it compels me
to write her, a poetry.

the moment you walked out the door
was the setting of the sun in my horizon
the sound of the clock ticking onto hours
was the stars exploding from the distance
gone is my world.
gone is my universe.
gone is the girl.
gone into the silence.

your smile
that is quirky
and fizzy
you make grandeur and elegance
as your mere simplicity
so
smile
your smile
'cause you're perfect, baby.

We thought.
We had.
We fought.
We lost. Each other.

Frustration, frustration
seeping through my soul
a downpour of rain
a roof with a hole.

eyes filled with red
knuckles all blue
in my mind there is darkness
evil imbued.

the coagulation within
restrained with a grin
an attempt for control
the devil laughs.

the pen weigh heavier on my hand
as the words struggle to be free
from the confines of my thoughts,
to escape my reveries.

Sit still my soul
Feel the last gasp of change
As it leaves your throat

Sit still my soul
Feel the tears of pain
Disappear as it flow

Sit still my soul
Feel the warmth of the sun,
Of the day that is new

Sit still my soul
You are not alone
I am here with you.

A beautiful bird
perched on me but flew away
because I let it.

I treasure every morning
with us lounging in the terrace
limbs intertwined under a blanket
your warmth is my warmth

i treasure the taste of coffee
shared with every kiss
i always preferred mine decaf because cheesy it may be
your smile is already enough to wake me

i treasure life
for if not for it
there would never be an I
to love such a wonderful you

i treasure you
every curve, every feature
even those that are rough around the edges
because even real diamonds are never perfect.

Nobody can love me
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can keep my heart
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can never hurt me
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can never break my heart
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can never lie to me
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can understand me
like you do
because there is none like you

Nobody can never leave my heart in pieces
like you do
because there is none like you

but, I'd rather be with Nobody
than to be with you again
and I'm happy
Because there is none like you.