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TAMBAY AT OVERNIGHT

ETERNALLY....

By: Jomamoja

  I was wandering sleeplessly night and day,

Till I saw you with some guy today

How come you have aged in just a week?

And seeing you with another guy makes me weak.

  I followed you as you walked down the road,

Feels like I’m carrying a heavy load

I tried to punch the guy right in the face,

It didn’t hit him, didn’t even give me gaze.

  I shouted, I screamed, I called out your name,

But you completely ignored me, such a shame

So helpless I was, I followed you on your way

In the cemetery, “what brings them here?” I say.

  In front of a tomb the both of you stopped

I saw you cried, I wish you’d stop

You hugged the guy and called him cousin,

I was so surprised; I couldn’t believe what I’ve seen

  In front of me, my name’s engraved on a tombstone

I was so shocked I dropped on my knee and moaned

So I died, last year, on this day

jomamoja replied to your photo: Nakakamiss nang pumunta ng mga meet ups. haha :))...

25???? shit naman tez… elimination yan ng skechers!! T_T tas kinabukasan mass induction ng officers huhuh

eto yung kuya ko.. panganay samin... katabi ko siya ngayon habang nagta tumblr kaya naisipan kong ipromote siya.... ang ingay kasi haha..bespren ko yan eh :))

tapos... eto naman ang pinagkaka abalahan niya gabi gabi (or madaling araw??)... gumagawa siya ng maliit na tao... pangarap ata nitong maghari sa isang planetang siya lang ang malaki haha.. biro lang... mahilig talaga siya sa pag gawa ng clay scultpure... business na niya yan... etong andito sa picture eh katawan at kamay palang ng karakter ng isang sikreto at bagong palabas na international... di ko pedeng banggitin kasi baka ipapatay ako haha... kamay palang yan panalo na :))

tumakbo ako paakyat ng hagdanan at tumama ang alulod (yung buto between tuhod at paa) ko sa kanto

sinagip ko ang aking mga kaibigang sinampay mula sa mapanairang ulan

nabasa ako kahit bagong ligo pa lamang

naligo ako uli dahil nabasa

may IPIS na gumapang sa paa ko at ako ay sumigaw ng malakas

kasabay ng aking pagsigaw ay nadulas ako at nauntog sa pinto

napatay ko ang ipis at napilitang linisin ang banyo dahil kadiri ang crime scene

paglabas ng banyo ay nasabihan akong bading ng mga kuya ko

OUTBREAK

By: Jomamoja

              “Let me outta here!” I screamed on the top of my lungs as I pound the door with all my power – the door that separates me from the outside world. I’m scared; it’s so dark in here, the damp, rusty smell of this prison. How I wish I didn’t met that girl. How I wish that incident didn’t ever happened.

            I woke up as early as normal that day. “I’m feeling very lucky today”, I said to myself as I walk out of the house after a satisfying breakfast. I bid my mom goodbye saying I’ll be just in the outskirts for my daily exercise.  “Good Morning Mang Obet!” I greeted the old man living in the shacks near the forest as I passed by. I admired the weather, the trees and the flowers, the smell of the summer heat as I jogged around the forest. I must’ve run a hundred miles when I felt the need to stop and sit on a stone near the lake. Now that I’m here, might as well drink a quenching amount of nice clean, cold water I said to myself as I lean to drink onto the lake.

            Ahhhh!! That satisfied my thirst. As I lift my head from the lake, there I saw, an Angel coming from the bushes wearing a white dress with blood on her shoulder. A  what?!! BLOOD?!!!  Feeling heroic as a knight in shining armour (well, in my case, sweat shirt and jogging pants) I rushed to help the damsel in distress.

            She was scared as I walk to her; I offered my help and assured her that I mean no harm. I mended her wounds; I’m the village nurse by the way. She’s so beautiful even with her shades on. Cloaked with a white tunic, she’s definitely my type of girl. Her lips, I can kiss them all day if she’ll let me and when she smiled the whole world stopped and stared for a while. She’s so amazing, just the way she are. She introduced herself as Grace, what a beautiful name, what a beautiful face.

            We strolled around the forest, talking about our lives, she’s very careful in talking about her story but that’s fine with me. She’s very much of a secretive type, a mysterious girl of some sort but I liked her. We sat down under an Aspen tree; she caught me staring at her beauty while listening to her soft spoken words. She told me that someone’s following her, to harm her. I didn’t ask why because I know that she wouldn’t tell me the reason. I saw her shed a tear when she heard me say that we’ve been living in the most dangerous times in life. I sat close to her and wiped her tears but she slapped my hands and I accidentally knocked her shades down.

            We both bid apologies to each other when I saw her eyes, Grace’s eyes are bloody red, red colourings around her pupils. I was surprised and asked her if she’s okay. She told me to stay away from her when I felt the sudden need to scratch the sudden itchiness in my eyes. I closed my eyes to scratch it for a second and when I opened it, Grace’s nowhere to be found. She vanished, I called her name but she’s not around anymore.

            I headed straight home, feeling so down, asking myself if what happened between Grace and I was just my hallucinations. Was it heat stroke? Mom warned me of diseases present around summer, especially nowadays that people are scared of signs of diseases, scared of yet another virus outbreak. I washed my face hoping it will awaken me from this dreadful dream. After dinner, I sat outside and lit a cigarette and damn this itchy feeling in my eye won’t stop even though I’m scratching it like forever. I sat beside Mang Obet and other neighbours.

            All of a sudden Mang Obet stood up and screamed. Everyone was surprised to see the old man hysterically screaming. “VIRUS!!! DISEASE!!! Death’s near us! Look at his EYES!!!” Mang Obet bellowed while pointing at me. I was shocked to hear this but was more surprised to see my neighbours took their weapons at hand and positioned themselves as if they wanted to kill me. Out of fear, I run, adrenalines pumping on my blood streams. I can feel the whole village’s fury on my back. What did I do? I asked myself and looked at myself in front of the mirror.

            There I saw, a shocking resemblance of the bloody red eyes of the girl who stole and broke my heart. My eyes just like Grace’s are shining red in colour. I felt weakened, what happened?!! I asked myself. I’m so confused; I ran and ran for safety not knowing where to go. The villager’s afraid of diseases and they will do everything to save themselves even if it meant killing me. I’m so scared, I can’t think clearly. Then I stumble upon a wall, F***!!! I’m cornered!!! The villagers in front of me now, I’m stranded, cornered by the cold bricks behind my back.

            As I feel the villagers anger from their punches and kicks, my Mom stood out and begged them not kill me. She told them to just lock me up on a prison to prevent the disease in infecting others. As me being the village nurse, they all agreed for my imprisonment.