Nagtatanong, nagtataka
Bakit nga ba ikaw pa rin?
Baka ika'y may mahika
Na kahit ano'y gagawin
Bitaw, layo, habol, kapit
Bawat tulak, isang lapit
Minsan kahit 'di pinilit
Ay lagi nalang umuulit
Babalik nang ika'y mahalin
Lumalaban, may pag-asa
Tuesday, January 19
To the Girl Who Makes Me Gay
To the girl who makes me gay
Thank you for being the light to my darkness
For letting me feel I can be loved
For letting me learn how to love again
For being one of my reasons to fight hard
For being my one and only
For believing that we can be the best us
For believing that I can change
For trying to understand my ways
For trying to accept my flaws
For taking this journey with me
For taking me to a whole new world
To the girl who makes me gay
I won't promise anything but to treasure every moment
But to be happy and be the best we can be
But to wait for the right time whenever that will be
But to be all in because I feel you are the one
To the girl who makes me gay
In the right time, everything will be fine
In the right time, everything will be better
If that time comes, I'll still be all in
Regardless how long or what age we'll be
You'll always be my true happiness
Thank you for being the light to my darkness
For letting me feel I can be loved
For letting me learn how to love again
For being one of my reasons to fight hard
For being my one and only
For believing that we can be the best us
For believing that I can change
For trying to understand my ways
For trying to accept my flaws
For taking this journey with me
For taking me to a whole new world
To the girl who makes me gay
I won't promise anything but to treasure every moment
But to be happy and be the best we can be
But to wait for the right time whenever that will be
But to be all in because I feel you are the one
To the girl who makes me gay
In the right time, everything will be fine
In the right time, everything will be better
If that time comes, I'll still be all in
Regardless how long or what age we'll be
You'll always be my true happiness
Labels:
creative silences,
poem
Regardless
Guess it's all a test to strengthen us
Guess we need a break to see outside us
Guess we're lost but found something in us
Guess it's never too late to break and rebuild
Never say goodbye, it's not done
Never doubt, it will be better this time
Never lose hope, a rainbow awaits
Never give up, because I won't
Every end is a new beginning
Every tear drop is waterfall
Every felt pain is happiness all along
Every minute away brings me closer to you
Hoping that time would side on me
Hoping that there's a door to knock to
Hoping that there's still a great possibility
Hoping that the end was a great window
Could there be a way to fix this? Making a way.
Could I forgive myself for inflicting this? Making up now.
Could I be happy again with you? Happy regardless.
Could there be a second chance? Will never get tired.
I promise, I'll deliver.
Regardless the outcome,
It's for the best of us
Guess we need a break to see outside us
Guess we're lost but found something in us
Guess it's never too late to break and rebuild
Never say goodbye, it's not done
Never doubt, it will be better this time
Never lose hope, a rainbow awaits
Never give up, because I won't
Every end is a new beginning
Every tear drop is waterfall
Every felt pain is happiness all along
Every minute away brings me closer to you
Hoping that time would side on me
Hoping that there's a door to knock to
Hoping that there's still a great possibility
Hoping that the end was a great window
Could there be a way to fix this? Making a way.
Could I forgive myself for inflicting this? Making up now.
Could I be happy again with you? Happy regardless.
Could there be a second chance? Will never get tired.
I promise, I'll deliver.
Regardless the outcome,
It's for the best of us
Labels:
creative silences,
poem
To The Girl That's Lost In The Same Set Of Stars As Me
I thought I would never
Love someone again
I thought I would never
Find somebody like you
And you changed it all
You make me believe again
And you changed it all
I've never felt this way before
To tell you the truth
I feel complete when I'm with you
To tell you the truth
I've never loved anyone this way
Love someone again
I thought I would never
Find somebody like you
And you changed it all
You make me believe again
And you changed it all
I've never felt this way before
To tell you the truth
I feel complete when I'm with you
To tell you the truth
I've never loved anyone this way
Labels:
creative silences,
lost stars,
poem
Sunday, May 3
The Unboxing of Your Local Indian-Looking Action Figure
This action figure represents no show
He can't be seen on the screens nor comics
But he is up for grabs to anyone who has interest
Interest in exploring, in knowing, in trying
New things, out of this world maybe
Planning to be a household name to someone
For this action figure is one of a kind
And his owner, will be worth his service
This Indian-looking figure is confined in a box
Arms and legs tied with twisties to maintain his form
That's what we only know of this action figure
Because the world wants him boxed
Dictated him to be such, produced him in their likeness
The box that confines the action figure has markings
Markings that describe the action figure's capability
There's this try me button which when pressed
The Indian-looking figure shouts with his might:
"I'll always be by your side, no matter what!"
He is skilled in archery, equipped with a bow and arrow
Though his style is old, though his weapon is weak
He'll try to save the ones special to him will all might
He has no lightning speed like The Flash
Nor eyes that can fire laser beams like Superman
He doesn't have the money and tech like Iron Man
Nor have God-like powers like the mighty Thor
He's just a normal human, trying to save the world
Trying to make his owner smile by being of worth
He can be confined in a glass case protected from dust
As a collector would want to preserve such catch
Or he can be played, clashing with other toys
Brutally destroyed by his master, his owner
But all this pain, this loneliness doesn't matter
What he wants is to be appreciated, be cared for
This action figure wants to be purposeful
Having a very worth it life with his master
Wanting to be loved and love his master back
Or at the least have someone's attention
Because he just wants to see a smile
A smile that he didn't see in his past trial love
A note on this Indian-looking action figure
Is that he is fragile so take care of him
He has many emotions when you press his button
So be patient to wait for the right response
Sometimes his timing is right, sometimes not
Sometimes he can be so careless that arrows fired
Are shot in the wrong direction, or not at all
Just be patient of him and I know you'll get along
Don't give up on him because he tries his best
All day to be the best you ever had
He is a keeper, though not everyone would like
He will be with you until the very end
He can't be seen on the screens nor comics
But he is up for grabs to anyone who has interest
Interest in exploring, in knowing, in trying
New things, out of this world maybe
Planning to be a household name to someone
For this action figure is one of a kind
And his owner, will be worth his service
This Indian-looking figure is confined in a box
Arms and legs tied with twisties to maintain his form
That's what we only know of this action figure
Because the world wants him boxed
Dictated him to be such, produced him in their likeness
The box that confines the action figure has markings
Markings that describe the action figure's capability
There's this try me button which when pressed
The Indian-looking figure shouts with his might:
"I'll always be by your side, no matter what!"
He is skilled in archery, equipped with a bow and arrow
Though his style is old, though his weapon is weak
He'll try to save the ones special to him will all might
He has no lightning speed like The Flash
Nor eyes that can fire laser beams like Superman
He doesn't have the money and tech like Iron Man
Nor have God-like powers like the mighty Thor
He's just a normal human, trying to save the world
Trying to make his owner smile by being of worth
He can be confined in a glass case protected from dust
As a collector would want to preserve such catch
Or he can be played, clashing with other toys
Brutally destroyed by his master, his owner
But all this pain, this loneliness doesn't matter
What he wants is to be appreciated, be cared for
This action figure wants to be purposeful
Having a very worth it life with his master
Wanting to be loved and love his master back
Or at the least have someone's attention
Because he just wants to see a smile
A smile that he didn't see in his past trial love
A note on this Indian-looking action figure
Is that he is fragile so take care of him
He has many emotions when you press his button
So be patient to wait for the right response
Sometimes his timing is right, sometimes not
Sometimes he can be so careless that arrows fired
Are shot in the wrong direction, or not at all
Just be patient of him and I know you'll get along
Don't give up on him because he tries his best
All day to be the best you ever had
He is a keeper, though not everyone would like
He will be with you until the very end
Labels:
creative silences,
poem
Yes, you really are
Yes, it has been a long journey, a gruesome adventure
Of monsters and men - of the past and the present
Until when can we and will endure this?
Regardless, I'm willing to take the risk
Even if it takes forever, as long as I share it with you
Stop said the world, my support whispers to me
Patience, voiced by the inside willing to take the risk
Enter my monster, my fear, my own worst enemy
Cheats on me, haunts me, derails our journey
I pity myself that I cannot defeat my shadow
Although that's the case, there's light, there's hope
Learning everyday to defeat him, for you believed
The world said so many things, so many gibberish
Of those, I don't understand why they say such
Maybe because they envy, maybe because they care
Either way, it kills me, it kills you and me
Cherish I will every battle I'll fight with you
Happy I will be in every moment we share
End may be near, but I wish a lasting story with you
No matter what the outcome is, your prince will be here
Girl, you are that special to me
Of monsters and men - of the past and the present
Until when can we and will endure this?
Regardless, I'm willing to take the risk
Even if it takes forever, as long as I share it with you
Stop said the world, my support whispers to me
Patience, voiced by the inside willing to take the risk
Enter my monster, my fear, my own worst enemy
Cheats on me, haunts me, derails our journey
I pity myself that I cannot defeat my shadow
Although that's the case, there's light, there's hope
Learning everyday to defeat him, for you believed
The world said so many things, so many gibberish
Of those, I don't understand why they say such
Maybe because they envy, maybe because they care
Either way, it kills me, it kills you and me
Cherish I will every battle I'll fight with you
Happy I will be in every moment we share
End may be near, but I wish a lasting story with you
No matter what the outcome is, your prince will be here
Girl, you are that special to me
Labels:
creative silences,
poem
Sunday, August 31
Son Nom
Son Nom is french which means Her Name in English. Was inspired to write a sonnet with a meter of 10 and a abcabcefefgghh rhyming pattern.
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Son Nom
Never will I forget you or your name
Admit, I will, I would trade all 'morrows
Leave all behind, for just that yesterday
Oh your smile from the stars, makes not things same
Giving light chance to enter, no sorrows
Showed me how to be merry, lively, gay
Oh this time, I'm sure what I'm looking for
Good heavens sent you, a great masterpiece
Life has been good, not will I ask for more
End I will the search, give my life the peace
Happy I'm, you removed my greatest blue
Clear now, it is, I am gonna keep you
And be my Robin, I will be your Ted
Right now, I want to make you feel wanted
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Son Nom
Never will I forget you or your name
Admit, I will, I would trade all 'morrows
Leave all behind, for just that yesterday
Oh your smile from the stars, makes not things same
Giving light chance to enter, no sorrows
Showed me how to be merry, lively, gay
Oh this time, I'm sure what I'm looking for
Good heavens sent you, a great masterpiece
Life has been good, not will I ask for more
End I will the search, give my life the peace
Happy I'm, you removed my greatest blue
Clear now, it is, I am gonna keep you
And be my Robin, I will be your Ted
Right now, I want to make you feel wanted
Labels:
creative silences,
poem,
sonnet
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