hindi man sukat matanaw ang pisi'y
ultimo'y masusubok at masusubok din
sa labis na galit at pagkapoot ng bathala'y
walang pag aatubiling pinutol ang tanikala
ng gumagaralgal, ulol na tikbalang
mula sa kaibuturan ng canto ikalabing dalawa
sa itinangi at pininturahan ng krus na pula
hatid ay humaharurot na palasong isinumpa
habang buhay na pagkakaitan ng mapanuksong idlip
ang minalas o pinalad, mistulang pagala-galang tuta
halos mabaliw sa mga ikinaila na ngayo'y ipinipilit
di rin naglaon ay nagsawa ang pawis ng mga mata
masangsang na dugo ang sa mga pisngi'y gumatla
hindi na hinayaang magnaknak at maglangib
sa lawang nilikha, ang sarili'y ikinandili
unti-unting nilamon ng malapot na putik
baga lang ang nagpumiglas, ang tanging di mapipigil
Nimbus' cry
Sunday, August 31, 2014
I fell for a rainbow
a devotion of the
moon to the sun.
To where it goes
I follow
but it keeps
bringing me back
bringing me back
to where I began.
I am but its shadow
a foreteller
of its approach.
It is my tears
that bring forth
it is my passing
that makes it shine.
Good things come in small packages
Why is this good stuff so frigging small? Roughly 8 cm in height with a base
diameter of 4cm and having a volume of mere 80ml, this small thing is packed
with billions (!) of live lactobacilli Shirota strain (good intestinal bacteria). Why don't they make a liter
serving of this good stuff, just like mogu mogu? I'm 100% sure that I'm not the only one with this
sentiment.
Apparently, the reason behind this is to avoid contamination due to prolonged air exposure from repeated opening and closing of the bottle if it did come in 1 liter serving. Well, fair enough. Also, there's no harm at all in drinking lots of this stuff... I guess I just have to get as many as I want.
Double whammy
Monday, August 25, 2014
It's one of those days again… long days of reviewing (or pretending to be) for
exams. As I create turbulence inside my cup of coffee, I can't help but think
that I despise coffee so much that a slight whiff of its scent makes me feel
dizzy. Even so, I cannot do away with it else I’ll be having a trip to
dreamland. At least it's always a sweet dose of bitterness in the end.
it was midway through summer
the year after the end
when i saw a butterfly
fluttering aimlessly
as if time is to bend
the mere sight of it
made my heart skip a beat
faltering, following its guide
to where i can't remember
the memory i can't revive
all that's left
and all that echoes
is that it was midway through summer
the year after the end
and a warm feeling inside
the year after the end
when i saw a butterfly
fluttering aimlessly
as if time is to bend
the mere sight of it
made my heart skip a beat
faltering, following its guide
to where i can't remember
the memory i can't revive
all that's left
and all that echoes
is that it was midway through summer
the year after the end
and a warm feeling inside
Prototype
Friday, July 4, 2014
my heart speaks of love
of words
that my lips whisper to your eyes
my mind creates poems
of odes
that my hand writes in thin air
my soul beams with life
of joy
locked deep in forgotten dreams
of what i seek
i myself deny
fearing love
negating my existence
of words
that my lips whisper to your eyes
my mind creates poems
of odes
that my hand writes in thin air
my soul beams with life
of joy
locked deep in forgotten dreams
of what i seek
i myself deny
fearing love
negating my existence
Sunday, March 9, 2014
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_owc6AfSOw
"I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me about the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon tree"
Yesterday you told me about the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon tree"
rather have one to 'commit to uncommit'
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Sometimes being with people is the same as being alone... only difference is that it's noisier. Shit. Why are pure intentions met by superficial ones? Are words merely enunciations with no attached meanings? Madaming nagagalit sakin pag hindi ako nagsasalita, wala daw kasi akong 'cooperation'. It may be so, however when I do speak I say what I mean at the moment (I have the tendency to say stupid things when I am nervous, and I'm nervous most of the time). Even when I talk of nonsensical things, I really am being nonsensical. I take other people's words seriously, thinking that they too are being serious with me. The sad thing is that I can't take a hint when someone is just toying with me. I even got scolded once by my parents for being too trustful. The world is full of opportunists who are willing to do just anything (good or bad) to get what they want, even if they have put innocent people at risk. This is the game the world plays; you have to play along if you want to live.
Man... all of this blabber just for unreciprocated thoughts.
one of those nights when a selfie can be forgiven
#disillusionedidealist
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
In a vast silent moonlit sea
With waters still as summertide
On the horizon it is you I see
Sitting on a boat, all else abide
Shouting your name but words fail me
Fervent sentiments by ego denied
In a vast silent moonlit sea
With waters still as summertide
By the shore helpless as I can be
A futile steadfast gaze from behind
On the horizon it is you I see
Sitting on a boat, all else abide
To the lorn water my heart I set free
May your craft be stirred be it very mild
In a vast silent moonlit sea
With waters still as summertide
On the horizon it is you I see
Sitting on a boat, all else abide
What's more to come?
Friday, February 14, 2014
Measles by the end of the 2013 and dengue fever by the start of 2014. Then come early February when I experienced pain in the back and lower extremities that prompted me to undertake two ultrasound tests and one CT stonogram. Luckily, everything's normal for now and I only need to do some monitoring. Add to that the pain I feel somewhere within my pericardial cavity... well, figuratively.
My only consolation was the free consultation from my doctor.
awit ng sisne
sa anim na libong bundok
nitong tinatahak ng
hibang na saloobin
hanggan saan kaya ang nararating?
damdamin kaya sa hininga
ay kinakapos din?
unti-unting nananamlay
mitsa ng oras ang kaaway
isang suntok sa buwan
wari ay hiyaw sa kawalan
makaririnig pa kaya
ng alingawngaw ng ipinagsisigawan?
nitong tinatahak ng
hibang na saloobin
hanggan saan kaya ang nararating?
damdamin kaya sa hininga
ay kinakapos din?
unti-unting nananamlay
mitsa ng oras ang kaaway
isang suntok sa buwan
wari ay hiyaw sa kawalan
makaririnig pa kaya
ng alingawngaw ng ipinagsisigawan?
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