September 29th 2016 [The First Poem]

I hope that as you mourn you realize
that it is not by death we all die
but it is by this death we all need to wake up

We cannot go on like this
hiding because some tongue stabbed us
like some hideous wit we crumble

We cannot live like this
Breathing as if we do not have any rights
Walking like he owns our lives

he does not need to call the shots
but he did
and he will

Remember, this country is not his
Yes, it is yours
and it is mine

if he truly cares and loves this motherland
he will think before he speak
think of you and me before he points that blunt end of a gun

Remind him that you are still someone
That this someone needs to live
and living is not an option he has a say about

Logic needs not to be twisted
and literal will still be literal regardless of interpretation
That you are as Filipino as he is!

Today, someone died loving this country more than anyone
and today you should love this country more than anyone
Love this country more than anyone

LOVE THIS COUNTRY MORE THAN ANYONE

You do not need to cry
Or plead to someone before you die
Because it is not counting the dying we must live

But counting the living
and the intact
and the hope we must continue to strive

I hope we still see the sun
That the sun will not set
That the stars will still shine

And the blue will bleed more than the red
and the white will shower us all with pride and humility
and the red will stay in our hearts but not shatter on the streets

We need to wake up from this nightmare people
For our own good
and the good of our own neighbors

Yes somehow you have loss
Someone’s wit
Someone’s mind and heart of gold

But I hope that as you mourn you realize
that it is not by death we all die
but it is by this death we all need to wake up

Frustrations & Raindrops

Frustrations and raindrops didn’t pour on your birthday
In fact,
it is a nice day
full blast and sunburnt

Frustrations and raindrops didn’t pour on your birthday
Trust me,
Clouds just rolled by calmly
in an ocean of blue, the lightest kind

Frustrations and raindrops didn’t pour on your birthday

Come see it,
It was warm
it hugs you and cuddles you joyously

Frustrations and raindrops didn’t pour on your birthday

Feel it,
a very calm breeze
freedom and bliss

Frustrations and raindrops didn’t pour on your birthday

Really,
I just forgot it
It is such a nice day indeed

I just skipped, twirled and  laughed the whole day

Pride

 

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It was the pavements we used to walk on;
the single freaking reason why we try to bury ourselves into piles upon piles and hundreds, among thousands, of reasons why we need to go on. We always try to punch ourselves in the gut just to feel the pain for us not to look back and walk back. We always try to find excuses to be somebody else. In the end, it does not even matter if we like ourselves or not because perception, and judgment, is not in our hands. It is in the hands of someone else.

A/N: The original unedited version of the piece above appeared on my personal instagram on
April 2015

Fading Destiny

I often say

I want to see you face to face

Touch the tip of your finger once

Breathe the air that you take in

Because we knew it

Since the start,

We have that “spark”

We were soulmates

We are meant to meet

And see each other face to face

 

But then,

Destinies does not mean you are required to

It does not mean we have to

The tips of our fingers are not enough basis

And the sparks that we feel won’t make things light up

We are not miracles

I am not your miracle

 

But of course I am glad to have met you

Meeting you is like completing a reaction

Living a life that was once out of life, resurrected

But buffering it out is just fine
Thank you for walking in

Fluttering Gone

You are just always sitting there,
Sitting on the floor
Leaning against the wall
Staring at an almost empty dance floor

My first love always looked like that;
Lanky
Tired
Used

My first love always smells like sweat;
From running around
Falling off
But smiling again

My first love always gets to be reminded;
Of how annoying the days were
Of how naggy I can get
Of how immature I was

The suns were always shining with first love
Perspire & you will always smell life they say
Run and you will lose
But we intend to always run away anyway

I don’ t even know if we have started
We just always tend to get ended
Cruel & always drifting apart,

This is my first love