Alam Mo Ba?

Na hinahanap ko ang iyong mukha
Sa madlang dagat ng pag-ibig
Pagsisid sa karagatan na puno ng tao
Iniisa-isa ang mga lugar
Na ipinangagarap kong naroon
Ikaw.

Ngunit sa aking pagkaahon,
Di ka pa rin masilayan
Sa madlang dagat ng pag-ibig
At nilamon na lamang ako
Ng tubig sa aking pagkasawi

Hanggang
Muling makita ka
Sa aking paraiso.

Galing, ( Read more... )

Goodbye Psychology Exemption, the 3rd LT was hard. Ahaha. Too bad.

Oh well.

Incisions on the Palms

Scalpels run through uneven curves
A painful discourse by nerves
Slices through epithelium, dumbness
My mind reads it: numbness

For masochism's sake?
Or a suicidal confession?
Martyrdom for me to take?
Or do I just want your attention?

To decipher meaning
Of my ( Read more... )

Piano

These are the words to be conveyed
In black and white patterns
Going in repetitive measures and clefs
And sing to you
Melancholic twists of symphonies
From wholes to halves to fourths
Allegro to Andante
Slurs and scales
Resonate each tear I possess.

Btw, I'm not that sad. I'm just numb. Err... I guess, too much work to do. Ahaha. See, even that laugh ( Read more... )

Ang Pagsusulit

Pinagpuyatan sa karimlan ng gabi
Ang mga librong himagsik
Tutulan ang mga presuposisyon
Patakbuhin ang mga salita
Subukin ang talas ng isipan
Hanggang umaga
Tahakin ang hirap at bigat ng mga turo

Umabot sa mga kahon na lalagyan
Ng EKIS.
Uulingin ng mga tanong na kakaiba
Ibabaon ang utak sa mga tanaga at tugmaan
Pagpipiliin kung ano ang posibleng ( Read more... )

Genesis

Flesh enters this world
Eyes are cluttered
With tears.

Left to grow with parents who love
Only their children.
Vast arms to keep you in
Elevated to make you see the world you're in.

...

Happiness

I attempt to down amounts of alcohol
Trying to find this so-called "Happiness"
In each bottle of stallion and strong ice
Curious as to what this so-called feeling is.

I attempt to light each cigarette
Trying to find this so-called "Happiness"
In each puff of death and a gradual process
Of addiction and vendetta.

I attempt to look at how the stars ( Read more... )

But this is for 1 of 2 psychology projects. I intend to make it poetry with symbolic objects

In this Solitude... Home is Potential

In the avenues of darkness
And streets that resemble shadows,
I walk home alone
With a sense of blindness
And my perception decreasing
E a c h   s t e p... s.l.o.w.l.y.

My feet guess the blueprint
Set by the asphalt ground
My ( Read more... )

Death Instinct (sorry I need to gratify the unconcious id):

My mind attempts to cleave each and every person's appendage like fingers and toes. They wait to be dismantled by my axes forcing through epithelium tissues and the osteons of bones. There is a desire in me to crush every part of the skeletons I love so much.  There is a want in me to throw ( Read more... )

I'll just share a poem by Alice M. Sun-Cua (she's Filipina, by the way). I found this emotionally intense. I went home even when rain distorted my vision while winds sliced cold steel through my skin. Read this after I took a bath. Then a good cry.

A Promise to Write
by Alice M. Sun-Cua

"I will write.
I'll keep in touch,"
he tells me tonight.
I cannot ( Read more... )

Here we go again, there's this tired feeling ( Read more... )