Talinhagang balot
sa aking pagkatao
Pinipilit na ika'y
mabigyang sagot
Nginangat at
sinasagad na bao
Yaong pag-irog mo
sinta'y hinuhugot
Tamis ng bugtong
kinayos ng panahon
Lagkit na madikit
tuluyang maglaon
Kasagutang ninanasang
maikahon
Sa talihagan sinta
di makaahon
Bumabayo ka
sa aking ala-ala
Unti unting dinudurog
aking diwa
Pait ng katotohanang
sinasala
Isang daang katanungan
sana'y manawa
April 14, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
pag-ibig, malandi, kabaliwan
1 Kabaliwan kang ibig nang lubos,
2 Wasaking unti unti 'tong diwa,
3 Ulitin masugid na pagpuspos.
4 Sa aking gunita'y manawa;
5 Suyuring mabuti bawat sulok
6 Ng pusong wala sa katinuan,
7 Pagkatong sumabog sa rurok,
8 At isipang lugmok sa kawalan.
9 Sa katahimikang nakakamit,
10 Nangungulila sa muling pagsulpot:
11 Baliw na biglang mangalabit,
12 Saki'y mapusok na pumulupot.
13 Pag-irog na maharot, kay hitad,
14 Sanhi ng lahat ng pagbaliktad.
April 17, 2011
2 Wasaking unti unti 'tong diwa,
3 Ulitin masugid na pagpuspos.
4 Sa aking gunita'y manawa;
5 Suyuring mabuti bawat sulok
6 Ng pusong wala sa katinuan,
7 Pagkatong sumabog sa rurok,
8 At isipang lugmok sa kawalan.
9 Sa katahimikang nakakamit,
10 Nangungulila sa muling pagsulpot:
11 Baliw na biglang mangalabit,
12 Saki'y mapusok na pumulupot.
13 Pag-irog na maharot, kay hitad,
14 Sanhi ng lahat ng pagbaliktad.
April 17, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Balik Bisyo
isipang tuyot
diniligan ng luha
nagbunga'y puot
libog ng puso
nagparaos sa panglaw
ganting kay tuso
lunod sa alak
lumalangoy sa pait
hapong halakhak
yosing naupos
nababangag sa usok
buga'y pinuspos
bisyo kong hilig
hayaang mabalikan
muling umibig
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Pintig
Maitatago kaya ng mga palad
Habang ang mga damdami'y nakasalop
Pilit mang pigilin itong paglaladlad
Pusong ikaw lamang mag-isang sumakop
Maililunok kaya ng buong buo
Pait ng pagkamanhid at pagiimbot
Umaapaw na libog at pagluluho
Humihiyaw ng kalungkutan at puot
Matatalisod, matatanga pang muli
Sa uyayi ng pag-ibig, pag-iinit
Pagbuhos, pagsabog habang tumitili
Tumitirik sa sarap na nakakamit
Habang ang mga damdami'y nakasalop
Pilit mang pigilin itong paglaladlad
Pusong ikaw lamang mag-isang sumakop
Maililunok kaya ng buong buo
Pait ng pagkamanhid at pagiimbot
Umaapaw na libog at pagluluho
Humihiyaw ng kalungkutan at puot
Matatalisod, matatanga pang muli
Sa uyayi ng pag-ibig, pag-iinit
Pagbuhos, pagsabog habang tumitili
Tumitirik sa sarap na nakakamit
Sunday, February 20, 2011
aal iz well
My mind is like a race again. I wanted to write a lot of things about a lot of things. I have been thinking a lot and now, it made me scared for the future."AAL IZ WELL"
Put your hands on your chest. Tap the part where your heart is located. Then say "aal iz well."
That is what i learned from the 3 idiots I watched the other day.
Three Idiots is an Indian film that has a very good humor, excellent story plot and very inspiring characters.The movie started with Farhan, one of the main characters, who abandoned his flight because he got a news that Rancho, his very valuable lost friend, is meeting him and Raju in the International College of Eng'g or I hope that is the meaning of ICE. They both set off to the university tower and met the Silencer, the most competitive student in their batch. Silencer came back for a revenge and wanted to show the 3 idiots how successful he is at the present. On their journey to get Rancho, Farhan told the story about their college life and how Rancho turned it up side down. With this, he showed how Rancho is a very important man.
I guess, Indian really love a great production of singing and dancing including all the costume and a bunch of participating dancer while the character is day dreaming. So classic and much like the Filipino movies.
I love the All is Well line whenever something bad came up. It is really inspiring.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Today, I move forward.
February 13, 2009
I miss you a lot.
In my desperate hours of missing you, I did a lot of stuff to forget the feeling. I wanted you to be the one, at this time, to ask for my time. I went to Bulacan with my family and had a wild fun morning. After eating with my parents our delicious lunch, I immediately went to Diliman to find the friend who will help me.
Today, I walked a lot. I walked thru the campus of UP Diliman. Then I ate isaw and all other laman loob weird food there. Afterwards, I went to the mall looking for something special. Finally, I stayed for a cup of coffee in Starbucks.
Last year on the same day of February, I walked a lot. I walked thru the campus of UP Los Banos. I prepared myself for a date that was not ours. Afterwards, I went to a grocery store looking for something special and you are the one who is looking for that. After that, I stayed in Dairymoore to grab a cup of coffee with you. You stole me from my date. We talked then finally, we walked thru the campus, our campus.
Everything was in the same routine as last year. It was as if I am reliving the past. At this time, it was a totally different campus of the same university that made us. Today, I looked for something special that is not for me. Last year, it was a bunch of lollipops that was for me.Today, I walked and talked a lot about all my heart aches with a dependable friend. Last year, I walked and talked a lot about us with you. You were, at that time, was so enthusiastic, sincere and sure of all the good things you wanted for us. I prepared to go out today hoping you will steal me again just like you did last year.
It is saddening that your presence last year is your absolute absence this year.
No one stole me this time. But you stole my soul and my heart when I entrusted them to you. I wish to have them returned for me to heal. Yet I guess, the thief that is you will never be back to make me whole again. I shall be, for the next long years, a broken and incomplete torqued senyorita.
Last year, I opened Valentines day with a smile, with you. I welcome the day of hearts awake and not minding what will happen for the next Valentines.
Now it is different, I will close my eyes at the eve of hearts day hoping that when I wake up, it is already February 15 or 16. You are not with me and I miss you a lot.
I deactivated my previously most active social networking site. I don't want to see how people would be so happy about V day or how excited they are for the over rated V day. For me, starting on the next 30 minutes of my life, Vday and the day before that is just another bitter day I have and I hope to skip for the next long bitter years.
Sigh. Sigh to my heart that has been disturbed for a long time slumber. Sigh for my mind that has been programmed not to give a fuss about this day but your were the karma that made me so excited about this day. Sigh to our plans that is supposedly for our very first year anniversary. Too bad, no more next year. I do not expect anymore that I shall be granted to have you by my side again.
I will have to move on now. I will have to look forward now to another path and journey- the road with your absence.
Sigh, I miss you a lot.
I miss you a lot.
In my desperate hours of missing you, I did a lot of stuff to forget the feeling. I wanted you to be the one, at this time, to ask for my time. I went to Bulacan with my family and had a wild fun morning. After eating with my parents our delicious lunch, I immediately went to Diliman to find the friend who will help me.
Today, I walked a lot. I walked thru the campus of UP Diliman. Then I ate isaw and all other laman loob weird food there. Afterwards, I went to the mall looking for something special. Finally, I stayed for a cup of coffee in Starbucks.
Last year on the same day of February, I walked a lot. I walked thru the campus of UP Los Banos. I prepared myself for a date that was not ours. Afterwards, I went to a grocery store looking for something special and you are the one who is looking for that. After that, I stayed in Dairymoore to grab a cup of coffee with you. You stole me from my date. We talked then finally, we walked thru the campus, our campus.
Everything was in the same routine as last year. It was as if I am reliving the past. At this time, it was a totally different campus of the same university that made us. Today, I looked for something special that is not for me. Last year, it was a bunch of lollipops that was for me.Today, I walked and talked a lot about all my heart aches with a dependable friend. Last year, I walked and talked a lot about us with you. You were, at that time, was so enthusiastic, sincere and sure of all the good things you wanted for us. I prepared to go out today hoping you will steal me again just like you did last year.
It is saddening that your presence last year is your absolute absence this year.
No one stole me this time. But you stole my soul and my heart when I entrusted them to you. I wish to have them returned for me to heal. Yet I guess, the thief that is you will never be back to make me whole again. I shall be, for the next long years, a broken and incomplete torqued senyorita.
Last year, I opened Valentines day with a smile, with you. I welcome the day of hearts awake and not minding what will happen for the next Valentines.
Now it is different, I will close my eyes at the eve of hearts day hoping that when I wake up, it is already February 15 or 16. You are not with me and I miss you a lot.
I deactivated my previously most active social networking site. I don't want to see how people would be so happy about V day or how excited they are for the over rated V day. For me, starting on the next 30 minutes of my life, Vday and the day before that is just another bitter day I have and I hope to skip for the next long bitter years.
Sigh. Sigh to my heart that has been disturbed for a long time slumber. Sigh for my mind that has been programmed not to give a fuss about this day but your were the karma that made me so excited about this day. Sigh to our plans that is supposedly for our very first year anniversary. Too bad, no more next year. I do not expect anymore that I shall be granted to have you by my side again.
I will have to move on now. I will have to look forward now to another path and journey- the road with your absence.
Sigh, I miss you a lot.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Hinamon KIta
Hinamon kita
Manatili sa piling ko
Na mahalin ako
Kahit na
Ako nang isip bata
Ako nang sensitibo, insensitibo
Ako nang sa pagkai'y maarte
Ako nang parating mali mali
Akong nang makulit at selosa
Ako na pinudpod ng rason
Upang iwanan
Huwag nang mahalin
Hinamon kita
Matagal na ba ang panahon
Na minahal nga ba ako?
Nanatili sa aking piling
Tulad ng isip at puso
Ang tulang ito'y walang sukat
Walang ritmo
Walang himig
Wasak
Paano ko iintindihin?
Paano ko maatatagalan?
Walang kwentang tula
Walang pinatutunguhan kundi pasakit
kalungkutan, pagluha
Hinamon lamang naman kita.
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