

UTOK SA GUGMA..UTOK SA GUGMAUTOK SA GUGMA..
Sa dihang mingsugod ug kalabog ang tanang bukog sa dughan ug ginagukod ang matag dangop sa hangin inig magkahinay ka ug du-ol Ug unya nagpabiling ana-a sa akong kiliran. Sa makadaghang higayon na pud nga ang mga mata nabasa ug natrapuhan, apan di' madangaw sa kamot ang bug-os nga kagu-ol inig ikaw na ang mapasadaut nga kahimtang Di' na kinahanglan pang kutawon ang humok nga unod sa gahing ulo kay bisan siya di' gayud makasabot sa katarungan sa nagapitik nga dughan. Wala na ta'y la-in pang kinahanglang sundon kun' dili ang pagti


NOT IT WAS, IT IS AND WILL BENOT IT WAS, IT IS AND WILL BENOT IT WAS, IT IS AND WILL BE
I live in a house full of new things I'm sitting on a chair I don't know What form or shape I'll describe it I'm using a microwave oven Not the stove built by woods for fire The walls are sturdy made of concrete Painted in all white with shades of yellow Dangling beads serve as curtains Before touching the door knob Remove the tassle from the door leaf A few white bulbs covered with translucent colored paper Shedding its light and marking the room dim I can see more shadows than real figures, at first But there's a promise


PROMISE OF ETERNITYPROMISE OF ETERNITYPROMISE OF ETERNITY
Souls subject of trade Desires manifested by mouth Distance totally disregarded Auric link pursued.
Fingers dances on their steps Feeding this endless fire No need of proof In black and white.
A song conceals everything Talks to everyone anonymously Harbouring our real identity Savoring yesterdays dream.
Nothing hinders the knot From performing its loops And tightening the routes of blood Sealed with named rings.
Words of undistorted honesty Trusted for eternitys


FINGERFLICKFINGERFLICKFINGERFLICK
Another chapter unfolds And the previous pages Flipped by two fingers Torn by the manus of clocks second One of the fictional characters Catching the speeding bullet From an anonymous villain from afar. My eyes fell into your trance Through your treading here and fro. I never asked a thing from you But every single question That bugged me as I remember My deepest longings my desires You showed it all through. Cleared all thats vogue; Straightened what have been crooked, And offered me eternity. &nbs
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Know the real me...I won't hide anything...
certified pinoy!
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History is a novel that has been lived, a novel is history that could have been
keep it up, ayt!
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