Sunday, July 10, 2016

Hinagpis III

Minsan, malakas ang alindog ng mga salitang
"Nais ko nang maglaho" sa akin,
Hinihila ang aking katauhan upang tumindig at tumitig sa kawalan
Kung 'san tila naroroon ang kalayaan.

Ngunit mali.

Sa bisig ng malalim na gabi
At buwan na tila mayuming lampara'y
Naroroon ako, kinakandili.
Ang sigaw ng kadilima'y
bumulahaw sa aking walang buhay na mga mata,
humawak sa aking upos na kandila,
bumalot at nagsabing
"Narito ako"

|22:29| May 13, 2016|

Hinagpis II

"Puro na ako kamalian", itong bulong ng itim na langit sa aking tainga
Ngunit hindi nito maarok ang kaibuturan ng aking damdaming
tila ba unti-unti nang nawawala
Marahil dahil ang mga bituin ay nakikipaglaro
ng taguan sa aking nag-iisang puso

"Walang nakakaintindi sa'kin"
Panaghoy ng bawat patak ng kasawiang
gumugulong sa aking kaluluwa

|22:28| May 13, 2016|

Hinagpis I

I hinehele ng haplos nitong sumasayaw na ihip ng hangin
Ang bawat balahibo kong pinatatayo nito
Nakikita ko ang kadilimang nagpapalamig lalo sa aking mundo,
yumayakap, habang ang aking mga mata'y nababanaag
ang payapang anino ng mga sanga at dahong
nakikiindak sa malamyang tugtuging hatid ng kulog, kidlat,
at kalungkutang hatid nitong yumayakap na gabi

|22:27|May 13, 2016|

Harbinger

You are
The sky where the moon's constantly afloat
You are
The cryptic drop of unshaded mysteries
You are
A star in the midst of daylight
You are
The bloody kiss of a sweet-scented pseudo-vampire

Where I am that moon
Where I am mystified
Where I am blinded by your light more than the sun's
Where I am dwelling within the very contradiction
Where I am your sacrificial queen, willed the bloodsucker's touch

|12:10|May 12, 2016|

This is Hilarious

We say we love someone, but our subconscious reveals that "love" is nothing but lust over their worldly forms, treasures, and triumphs.

|21:58|May 11, 2016|

Anti-conformity

I often find myself
Indistinguishable from layers and layers of people,
swarming down the streets
Yet I want to break my way out

I am alone.

No longer bounded by things that once took control of me
like strings hitched to an domesticated hound
No longer bounded by faces that once sent me astray with unbearable frowns
No longer bounded by places that crushed every bit of my soul, enclosed me,
suffocated me with "limits" they thrust in me

|11:47|May 11, 2016|

Phantom

I wish I am nonexistent.

Dealing with the wonders of the world as a phantom,
playing incognito
To dance with rue
To swirl with the flakes of winter's snow
To be something that transcends our idiotic philosophies and senses