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My tc just received the most number of letters for teacherssss’ day.
Naiiyak talaga ko dun sa mga nasasaktan nila para lang ipaglaban ung pagmamahal nila sa isa't isa at para maging masaya. Pero magiging masaya ka ba talaga kung alam mong ung sayang natanggap mo ay nagdulot ng sakit sa iba? Pagiging makasarili bang piliin ang sarili once in a while?
Poet’s Note
Pardon me for all the metaphors
And all those crazy folklores
that were kept hidden between my lips
later parted when we kissed
You were a perfect dream that disappeared when I woke
Perfect Ending
“I love you”, he sighed “I don’t”, she lied
a story that has perfectly ended, before it actually started,
Why prolong the agony?
instead of building bridges we built walls
lie
Sorry for I have lied
I've forgotten you
Promise I tried.
Wounded
I’m wounded: But everytime
he looks at my deep deep blooded cuts
he saw wounds of Christ
nailed and stabbed.
How happy I was to learn
he loves Jesus more than me!
But time went by, I became jealous
possessive and confused.
he spent more time now filling
the spaces between fingers
of his own. Than to hold mine
and waste his time
and on our moments together
we have traveled; a lot
to grottos and ancient churches
prayed for the future of us.
he never gave me a necklace
nor pendants on monthsaries
instead handed rosary and medals
sign of his love
then I left him, or he left me - For Him
I can’t steal back what He owned
from the beginning. I have lost once
Again. A battle with my heart.
(A)part
It’s funny how yesterday
you were a part of me
but now you are apart from me.
from Earth
from Earth: I dialed 4,333?
Heard no answer, out of reach
star from another galaxy
How do I beseech, thee?
Looked up, I saw history
how she lived decades ago
Yet, found insufficient gravity
To pull you back to me, love
Connected stars in outer space
massive stars have disappeared
Outlined, her gentle face
Dark nights are now clear.
When he left, all of my decisions went right
(self quote)
My Love!
What is true and what is right
I haven’t thought that there’ll be a point in my life, where in I’ll have to choose between what is true and what is right It is true that I love you, But it doesn’t seem right
For that brief certain moment you and I felt the same thing.
The Best Gift
Many were asking, what's the best gift you've received last Christmas? Gifts? Materially, I received none of what I wanted. Materially, I wanted a new headphones. However, I realized, I received love. The gift of love is the best gift of all. It comes from the people, we have at present. That's why maybe the present is a gift. Love the giver, not the gifts
Pictures
She was his favorite subject In his photographs she’s always there. He’d always capture her beautiful smiles Even her weirdest reactions, He’ll be there in her greatest achievements And have a printed memory of it. He’ll write stories about every picture In their adventures, and the behind the scenes. Pictures of them together are his’ to keep. Pictures are treasures, but still, she’s his most precious one And me I was there, but I’m not caught by your lenses. Never was I. I was the wind that flew her hair for a great photo. A wind that can’t be seen, but still be felt. But for you this wind still can’t be felt All you feel was your love for her. I’m not oxygen that’s essential for you to breathe I am just the nitrogen, That is part of your world, but not essential. I’ll always be there, everywhere (photo not mine)
He loves his mom very much, I wish I can feel it too