That was Scattered and gone Like the diverging river
By duties and dreams Left me with mine.
Soon I learned
I got no company But the pursuit Of what I cannot see…
Our paths cross Destiny paves in life We shall meet twice.
We meet And only that.
Now, it is clear me to me!
Humans are water: We go on and on. What else can we be!
I do not know myself anymore.
My life is so sad that if anything good happens I won’t recognize it anymore.
A great philosopher once said,
Love is mutual.
But I have loved so many
Who never loved me, Still I am fine.
The love I know
Has No bond No chain It lingers in the air
I see it, I breathe it
Enough to keep me alive
All else is theory.
Heaven I’ll be good
For this I’ll live to be 88 To harm no man To give only love To bear all things To give what is right
Though life may be hard
And world unkind I’ll leave these behind
A meaningful dust in 88 years
For me is enough.
Ang paglaya ay isang kathang-isip
Ng panahong ninakaw Mula sa reyalidad Na pilit gumagapos sa ating pagpupumiglas
Paraisong ni wala sa hinagap
Siyang pinapangarap Kapaligirang walang huhusga Kundi magpapatawad
Walang sakit na iniinda
Walang puwang ang pikit-mata
Paraiso ko Paraiso nati’y magkakaiba
Ang sandaling ito
Ang mga kataga Mula sa puso ko Tungo sa iyong diwa
Nakaw na minuto mula sa mundo
Na nakakalimot sa pagiging tao
Sa agos ng buhay ko
Samu’t saring paraiso
Gaano kahirap ba
It rained today the first in June Droplets drew a smile on my face The struggle is over As summer goes away The heat that burns the dreams and real The rain, the cold, my irony I find blanket of hope My body prepared to depart In a one-way ticket Maneuvered into the infinite To fight is to wait for the unknown To hope against hope To see the day without seeing what there is And to respond to the changing seasons.
In my deathbed
as skin burns I hear heaven “When you’re ready.”
In my desperation
as eyes close I hear heaven “When you’re ready.”
In my indifference
as I age I hear heaven “When you’re ready.”
Love has taken my life by storm
And it is great as it is Devastating When it is happening There is no controlling I am wailing, Will it ever stop? When fondness bears pain It is better pacified It was said, If you are looking for peace Do not look for love
Storm is nature’s work
It happens when it is its time And I so little as against Nature’s force
Only shelter and prayer
Is my shield.
This too shall pass
And ruin is on the wait That is what humans are good at Fixing nature’s wrath.
Muling umibig at hindi umukol,
Panibagong sakit sa damdamin, Panibagong sikip sa dibdib.
Sana’y papel na lamang ang pagmamahal,
Pwedeng pilasin kung hindi masuklian.
Bakit ang pag-ibig sa iba’y dalampasigan?
Pagsundo ng alo’y kasamang lilisan.
Kwento nating masalimuot,
Pinaghalong pagsinta at poot, Mga alaala ko’y handang ibalot, Sa isang pahina ng paglimot.
A question wakes me up each day
Will I make it or not My room filled Not with sunshine But with cross My body close to withering All things threatening
Breath I am catching Without understanding
All these days
Life is fighting me Is there a way to win?
how do i face each day
with a malleable heart that which bends not breaks and takes a hundred beatings
formed with understanding of pain
on a day certain
someone steps on metal scrap of worn-out heart rusty dirty silent till its end
As the cards we play
Our fate flipped and turned No one predicted we would go home And stay
Wanderlust we were
The plans we made
The dreams we shared See no future Only uncertainty
“I love you” Today Who knows what date and time
Where do we go from here?
No other choice but staying.
It is not a place
To be in love with But to see If the city is sad Or happy
We have seen the skyline bright
24 hours And rainbow too
Only to watch it
Sleep and close Its lights Its doors
And forget who she is
The city is dead
Police is chasing us after 6
My reality is this
I have been blessed But not with many smiles
And the many thoughts
Come as gifts That take me to where I belong Or too far from joy
My legacy is this
Words make up for hours lost To mourning To worrying
For the ink on my fingertips Loneliness is a friend Wrapped with poems Decorated with tears.