pila na katuig wala ka makita
pila na ka adlaw ako na gapangita
nagapangasubo kag nagahinulsul
wala ko mahimo, indi mo ko mabasul
gihatag ko lang sa imo
ang imo gina pangayo
abi nakon sakto adto
sala gali, sala gid to
sang paglakat mo
nagatulo akon luha
ginapahiran ko lang
gi pilit madula
sobra gid kasakit
ang imo bayaan
diin ka na subong
diin ka na ayhan
diin na kutob
ang imo paglakaton
tani ginapaminsar
mo man ko gihapon
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
deafening muteness
what is the meaning of this long silence
astounded and unmoving
like a statue in a long winter
across the polars of this world
the ice age is long gone
but the marks and traces
of its frozen legacy
is never melting
the longest silence on record
is like a death of a mime
on a midnight's dark blue skies
and deafening muteness
i wonder how long would this last
my lifetime is inadequate era of waiting
what is the meaning of this long silence
and why do we endure its existence
astounded and unmoving
like a statue in a long winter
across the polars of this world
the ice age is long gone
but the marks and traces
of its frozen legacy
is never melting
the longest silence on record
is like a death of a mime
on a midnight's dark blue skies
and deafening muteness
i wonder how long would this last
my lifetime is inadequate era of waiting
what is the meaning of this long silence
and why do we endure its existence
destined
to love is not a promise
but a fate of secrecy
a destiny unknown
but a voyage celebrated
greatness there is in love
and an overwhelming rejoice
of immense pleasure
with ambivalent beginnings
to love is not of pain
but of surprises
gratefulness in tomorrow
and believing in your past
in love
blindness is closing one's eyes
and seeing the truth
with trust in your heart
to love is submission
of entirety
without holding back
not one a doubt
for the true meaning of love
is of two souls
made one
written in the books of heavens
but a fate of secrecy
a destiny unknown
but a voyage celebrated
greatness there is in love
and an overwhelming rejoice
of immense pleasure
with ambivalent beginnings
to love is not of pain
but of surprises
gratefulness in tomorrow
and believing in your past
in love
blindness is closing one's eyes
and seeing the truth
with trust in your heart
to love is submission
of entirety
without holding back
not one a doubt
for the true meaning of love
is of two souls
made one
written in the books of heavens
Friday, March 16, 2007
stuck into love
i doubt my intuition
for it shouldn't be
i'm not feeling this
not this way
i told myself before
just a few days back
not to fall again
into that freakin' trap
but good things come
when you least expect it
that even barren efforts
reaps a thousand golds
how could i refuse that
how could i not accept
i'm stuck into love
and i just won't escape
for it shouldn't be
i'm not feeling this
not this way
i told myself before
just a few days back
not to fall again
into that freakin' trap
but good things come
when you least expect it
that even barren efforts
reaps a thousand golds
how could i refuse that
how could i not accept
i'm stuck into love
and i just won't escape
Saturday, March 10, 2007
a perfect idea
we may not enjoy the silly idea
of letting go a friend
but to some
it's the best there is
theories haven't proven
that emotional imbalance
could greatly affect
a silent goodbye
but a depressed soul
has no care to all
the many promises
that tomorrow can bring
and even hopes are a mistake
that leads us to seclusion
it is only when you are lost
that then you will be found
of letting go a friend
but to some
it's the best there is
theories haven't proven
that emotional imbalance
could greatly affect
a silent goodbye
but a depressed soul
has no care to all
the many promises
that tomorrow can bring
and even hopes are a mistake
that leads us to seclusion
it is only when you are lost
that then you will be found
Thursday, March 8, 2007
'sang mahabang ikot
hali ka't yakapin mo ako
hayaan mong dampian
ng duming hubad
ang aking katawan
higpitan mo ang iyong hawak
na tila di na makahinga
ang aking pusong lugmok
sa piga ng tadhana
upang ako'y matauhan
na sa isang saglit
mawawala lahat
ang aking alinlangan
ganun pala...
lahat ay umiikot
bumabalik sa simula
'pag and dulo'y naabot
hayaan mong dampian
ng duming hubad
ang aking katawan
higpitan mo ang iyong hawak
na tila di na makahinga
ang aking pusong lugmok
sa piga ng tadhana
upang ako'y matauhan
na sa isang saglit
mawawala lahat
ang aking alinlangan
ganun pala...
lahat ay umiikot
bumabalik sa simula
'pag and dulo'y naabot
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
lonesome lullaby
spent yesterday humming
the whole of it was wasted
by just humming
with some lonesome lullaby
it was a full concerto
drumbeats from my heart
and splashes of tears
the tempo was crazily joyous
and i was enjoying it
every moment of it
silly isn't it
enjoying a loneliness
now i'm doubting myself
for not being true
i dwell on sadness
sacrificing for you
the whole of it was wasted
by just humming
with some lonesome lullaby
it was a full concerto
drumbeats from my heart
and splashes of tears
the tempo was crazily joyous
and i was enjoying it
every moment of it
silly isn't it
enjoying a loneliness
now i'm doubting myself
for not being true
i dwell on sadness
sacrificing for you
blank wall
life is half empty but full of questions
unanswered
i ask my wandering soul
why the ambiguity
the complex idea
and the luxury of gladness
is just as blunt
and vague combined
like that girl next door
sensible yet senseless
with face of grace and lips so luscious
while nuts fills her nutshell
sometimes
its better to just run
extremely fast
to that blank wall
unanswered
i ask my wandering soul
why the ambiguity
the complex idea
and the luxury of gladness
is just as blunt
and vague combined
like that girl next door
sensible yet senseless
with face of grace and lips so luscious
while nuts fills her nutshell
sometimes
its better to just run
extremely fast
to that blank wall
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