Hawla ng Kalungkutan

Hawla ng kalungkutan
Ang nagsilbing kanyang tirahan,
Madilim at tahimik,
Malamig at masikip,
Sinubukan niyang lumabas,
Pero hindi siya makatakas,
Sinubukan niyang humingi ng tulong,
Pero mas pinili niyang magkulong,
Dahil sa takot at pag-aalinlangan
Na kanyang nararamdaman.
Gustung-gusto niyang makalaya,
Maramdaman kung paano ang maging masaya,
Mabuhay ng normal tulad ng iba,
Pero nahihirapan siyang kumawala.
Sa sobrang higpit ng pagkakatali,
Bakas sa kanyang mga mata ang sakit at pighati,
“Ano bang silbi ng paghinga? Kung ganito lang rin naman ang mapapala”
Salitang paulit-ulit niyang sinasambit,
At kasabay ng luhang umaagos,
Pag-asa niya’y unti-unti nang nauubos.

Prinsipe ng Pagkakataon

Prinsipe.
Siya’y nagsilbing prinsipe ng pagkakataon
Pagkakataong hindi ko pwedeng makalimutan
Pagkakataong dala-dala ko magpakailanman
Tindig at tikas, sa kanya’y lumalabas
Mga mata niya’y singkit,
na para bang may mga bituing nakaukit
Mala-rosas na labi, punung-puno ng ngiti
Ngiting kay tamis na nagbibigay epekto kung bakit pagtibok ng puso ko’y bumibilis
Boses niya’y parang musika, bawat nota’y dahan dahang sumisiksik sa entrada ng aking tenga
Napakagandang musika na dumadaloy,
Nagbibigay ng ginhawa sa mga oras ng panaghoy,
Sa panahong malamig,
Yakap niya’y nagbigay init,
Sa panahon ng sakit,
Aruga at alaga sakin ay hindi niya ipinagkait,
Landas nami’y pinagkalapit,
Koneksyon ay pinag-higpit,
Pero kahit kelan puso niya’y di ko makakamit
Kamay niya’y bumitaw na sa pagkapit,
Mga mata ko’y ayaw nang pumikit,
Tulala sa kanyang pagkawala,
Di alam kung magkikita pa,
Mukha niya’y gustong masilayan pa,
Presensya niya’y gustong maramdaman pa,
Pero aking prinsipe’y naglalakbay na,
Naglalakbay patungo sa kastilyo ng kanyang tunay na prinsesa.

Unheard & Unseen

She considered herself a lost wanderer,
Finding her self,
Finding someone who will understand her,
And now she’s walking again..
Walking on throng,
Like she’s really strong,
People’s footsteps in her ears,
People’s stares on her eyes,
She bowed her head down,
Continuing the exploration of herself,
She bends her right arm,
Waiting for someone to hold her,
“I just want someone to hold me, I just want someone to find me”,
A wretched whisper on her lips,
But it aggrieves her being that,
No one will hold her..
No one will find her..
No one cares..
And left,
unheard and unseen.

It’s You And Always You

Months withered like leaves
And your presence is still in me.
Memories began to crop up.
Crazy stuff and stupid matter that we have shared
Are still wandering inside my dome.
I may not remember the precise date our pathways clashed,
But being with you with almost a year is the best moment I’ve ever had
And I found one thing that’s really got me crazy,
And that is you.
I’ve been missing you.
Re-reading our conversations over and over
Where you said you loved me
Til’ I had to entreat you to stop would make me hurt less.
Tears have made my eyesight foggy
And I’ve been holding my breath for so long
As my dome keeps on purling
And keep on telling myself to move on.
I just want to feel what’s like not to be preyed upon by you
To get over you,
To forget you,
But I can’t…
I can’t stop thinking about you.
I miss you so much.
I miss you.
It’s you and always you.