Benito, Your existence always reminds me of the black swan theory as you came unexpectedly and suprisingly, and from that day forward, a collision happened, t'was a sign that I would come back home to myself again. You are an answered prayer and I will keep on saying it in every darn letter that I… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Man of My Prayers
Sa huling araw ng 4 na taon
4 na taon.. . Sa 4 na taon na pagtahak sa kahabaan ng legarda, makipag-unahan sa pagsakay ng jeep, nakipagsiksikan sa bunton ng mga taong nag-uunahang makasakay sa tren. makipagpatintero sa mga sasakyan nasa kalagitnaan ng traffic,sinabayan ang pagsikat ng araw habang nakapila sa mahabang linya, nasaksihan ang sinag na tila kahel na sumabog sa… Continue reading Sa huling araw ng 4 na taon
In lieu of Goodbye’s
Excerpt from the untold story of two strangers Sincerely, Yours. Words are meant to be said and done, Things are expected to be lost and gone. You are an untold story that I have never known that I am going to tell then. Your existence is quite blurry and absurd, right at that spectacle some… Continue reading In lieu of Goodbye’s
“Ako si Marcos, Ikaw? Sino ka ba?”
Ang entry na ito ay para sa mga "earwitness" ng rehimeng Marcos na nagrereact lang naman  base sa naririnig, nababasa sa twitter at social media, at higit sa lahat yung nakikiayon sa "majority wins" pagkatapos ay ginagawang lisensya iyon para tuluyan ng makikisawsaw sa usapin na gago ang walang pakialam pero hindi naman dapat ng… Continue reading “Ako si Marcos, Ikaw? Sino ka ba?”
Sa ating huling salita ang muli nating pagkikita
Script, Spoken Word Poetry. I. Magkita nalang tayo sa dulo ng ating mga pangako. Mga pangakong nilagyan ng letra, tinig at kulay ng ating mga dugo. Mga katagang paulit-ulit na inuulit. Mga katagang sa kawalan ay Hindi alam kung saan hahanapin. "Mamahalin kita." Mga pangakong, mapapako pala sa kalbaryo ng walang kwentang mga damdamin. II.… Continue reading Sa ating huling salita ang muli nating pagkikita
Cry of my heart
18June2016 Dear God, "Keep me as the apple of your eyes, Hide me under the shadow of your wings"-Psalm 17:8 Im truly yours,
Sonnet VII
Am I out of your league or simply because you are out of reach? I pray to heaven may the heaven be with me I like us Heaven knows I like you Heaven is above of the both of us and Heaven sees what you haven't seen Heaven knows what you haven't known and heaven… Continue reading Sonnet VII
Undestined Lovers
"End" the word that define itself We started as strangers and ended in the same old f*cking word After all, feeling would never be enough and it will never be. The odds we have had made us realized that life is not a matter of chances but timing We already had the chance to make… Continue reading Undestined Lovers
Dear Bitches, You are a work of art. Love, Loneliness
As I grew older I deeply understand how loneliness is one of the strongest form of art when I let my soul spoke when it was tormented, I let the tears stirred with the ink so it created a masterpiece that no one could explain unless I would reveal the mystery of it. I fuelled… Continue reading Dear Bitches, You are a work of art. Love, Loneliness
Year-end Lesson: Last Glance for 2016
January taught me to be wise and stupid at the same time, it taught me that life is not always about the starting line, its not always about when and how to begin but how to end things. I learnt how to finish what I've started and never stop in the middle, to have the… Continue reading Year-end Lesson: Last Glance for 2016
Living in the lifeless world
25Oct2016 Dear God, The world destroys humanity, bomb threats and war frighten your people, famine and poverty kill your children, money makes the world go round like a circus, It drives us into ev… Source: Living in the lifeless world