beautiful sunsets need cloudy skies

Ikot.Pihit patagilid.Tingin sa kanan at kaliwa Tingin sa dako niya at niya at niya Tingnan ang kanyang kabuuan. Sumulyap sa dako kung saan Titigan ang bawat kulay na bubuo sa katauhan niya Pero mabubuo pa nga ba? Di ako marunong magmanipula At wala na akong balak buuin pa Sa kalagitnaan ng pagkalito ko sa pagkatao mo Doon ko nakita ang totoong kinaroroonan mo Di ka nga magbabago dahil ikaw ang sentro At nakakaawa ang posisyon mo Naikot na nilang lahat ang mundong kinabibilangan mo Di ka ba nag-asam ng mas maayos na persona mo sa sarili mong kwento? Katorse ka nung nabigyan kita ng regalo Rubiks yun.Alam ko Di kasi ako marunong gumamit Kaya naisip kong ipaubaya sa bagay —na hindi bagay na aking nagamit. Oo.Aking nagamit.Di ka nga pala bagay Kaya kung ayaw mong magiba, Subukan mong mag-iba nang maiba Sa pagbuo ng isang kwento sa isang bagay na gulo Mahirap umpisahan kasi baka kusang gumuho Pag tinamaan ng lintik ang bugso,wag kang papatama sa santol,tol Dahil bawat matang nakak...

Sa ilang libong araw kong pamamalagi sa mundo Namulat ako sa isang lugar kung saan lahat nagbabago At tanging yaring pagbabago ang tanging permanenteng siklo Sa araw-araw man na nilikha ng Diyos ang tao Magulo ang mundo, base sa pagtingin ng mata Lahat ng maaaring pag-awayan, papatulan ng mga walang pinag-aralan Lahat ng maaring siraan, sisiraan ng mga di tumitingin sa salamin Lahat ng nais pintasan, pipintasan dahil mali base sa kanilang paningin Pilipino nga naman, tinuringang pag-asa ng mga naunang pantas Ngayon,itong mga Pilipino'y ikinakahiya ang kanilang antas Hindi na kinakitaan ng mga binibigkas na sinusumpaang mga panata Purong opinyong mapagmataas ang mababatid sa kanilang bawat salita Filipino ang wikang kinagisnan mula pagsilang Kasa-kasama sa paghakbang mula kuna hanggang sa ilang Filipino na lingua franca na sinasalita ninuman Hindi binibigyang halaga dahil sabi nga nila "Filipino? Alam na natin yan" Hanggang itong ...

I'm tired asking for apologies I'm not interested in sorry-s Too often, I haven't done anything Now, I don't want to get the blame —         the usual thing I did just to make them free.

Unusual. Summer is the season; I missed the rain Perhaps, it will come in no time It's just hard to be emotional when the Sun's scintillating But though it's hard, Cries are cries and hues are because of you. You'll come back,that's your lie last April.

Using the busy word for an excuse Isn't an excuse to make me like a fool,waiting It's too easy to reprimand "Don't wait.I'll never come" Simple as that. I will understand Using alibis such as "I've forgot to drop by" Is as shitty as "I have forgotten my name" All I ask is a sort of postponed update Simple as that.I will understand Using another scenario for telling a lie Isn't a lie for me cause I'm so gullible, I'd believe it's true For it's easier to believe than overthink Simple as that. Did I really understood? Damn. Please don't make me wait for forever Man, I'm so used in writing in vain I've already varicose veins standing still to where you left me; still looking for the signs of you But, the hell, how many more hours am I gonna depend on you? For Pete's sake, can't you please be true? Did the girl you've seen on your vision was still me? Or you've fell out of th...

This is another story of you. Myriads of poetries were already written by me. Almost half of it was for you. But you never read even one of it.  The last time I wrote was about having a period to all the semicolons that I have made. A period. I mean an ending, I thought. You are already immortal. (Well, thanks for me for making an everlasting piece.).But your name has always been a part of my piece Well, perhaps, Newton’s Third Law of Motion is not applicable in liking someone. Okay, I do not want to have deeper meaning. It is not yet love. I know that my pituitary gland releases hormones that sometimes become imbalanced. Perhaps, I could blame all my  hormone-producing glands for liking you. It is normal. Normal in my stage. Normal in my age. I hope so. I think even the -9.8 meter per second per second acceleration due to gravity is not responsible in making people fall in love. But thank you for existing so I can like you and because of that, I became a literary warr...

After the dusk,darkness swallowed his might In the vast cosmic sky,he withered life As if I am being stabbed by a knife My ears can't hear sighs,but thine will still fight His words lingered in thoughts; I guess he's right Even eons passed I'll suffer strife Seemed to lose the chance of being thou wife Letting my fate a pitfall song in night - Heart's reparation can't settled by thy gold Even succored, thine prisoned love in seal Ill-fated fortune just played my empire Winter snows rushed to palm downed in cold Been trifled for times these tears might reveal In valiant's verdict to fade passion's fire.