#mrvincible

Hindi lahat ng pag-alis o pagkawala ay matatapos sa isang iglap

hindi lahat ng bagay mananatiling may kislap

at dahil kung ano man ang meron tayo’y di basta basta matatapon lang,

hayaan mo akong ilibing ito ng maayos, na tayo’y mapayapa at hindi manghinayang

Bago isara ang kahon, ako’y magsasabi ng paalam.

Iilang salita lang, pero punong puno ng pagdaramdam.

Habang ito’y binababa, ilalaglag ng dahan dahan ang mga puting rosas na 

nagsilbing alaala na nagbigay saya, at bango.

Hayaan mo ang mga pirasong maglipana, 

at takpan lahat ng sakit hanggang di na natin ‘to madama.

habang ito’y binababa, hayaan mong saluhin nito lahat ng iyong luha

sa hiling na kung ano man ang binaon sa lupa ay

magkakaroon ng bunga.

Ngayon, aalahanin mo ulit sa huling pagkakataon,

isama natin lahat ng galit, sakit, at panghihinayang sa pag baon,

at hayaang mabulok sa iilang araw, iilang buwan, o iilang taon.

Bago ka umalis, sana magsilbing alaala ito: Na minsan may isang tao, na totoong nagmahal sa’yo. Itaga mo yan bato.

At sa kahuli hulihang  pagkakataon, magpapalipad ng lobo,

Sa puntong kumawala yung laso na hawak ng daliri mo, 

sabay tititig ng nakangiti, hanggang maglaho ito sa dulo.

Love, they say,

comes in different sizes, different shapes.

And mine looks like a house!

no, actually, I’ll call it home.

The lovely one that makes you rouse.

In a home you see,

it’s all warm and cozy.

It’s one that’s gonna make you stand tall,

feeling protected within its walls.

It’s one that’s not gonna lock you up,

neither makes you feel like you’re being chased by a cop.

That’s why it has doors, of course! 

It encourages us to go out, make adventures,

and waits patiently for you to come home,

heck even if you’ll be back with dentures!

It also has floors so cold, the ones that make you wanna be in barefoot,

it has windows that let you gaze upon the stars or on that lake, 

while staying put.

It's one that on uncomfortable warm days and chilly nights makes you wanna stay, 

May mga panahon talaga na tila tayo’y may naririnig

isang tugtog na sasabay sa ating pintig

minsan kasama pa sa pag padyak ng paa

paisa-dalawa, isa-dalawa

nakailang beses ka nang umindak sa tugtog na di makabi-kabisado

nakailiang beses ka na ding sumayaw kahit wala naman palang tono

nakailang beses na nga ring sumabay sa tunog na usong uso

hanggat, sa wakas, nahanap mo yung tunog na para lang sa’yo

Pag tugtog ng kanta, tinutulak ka sa entablado,

siyempre, papunta don, ika’y kabado

pero alam na alam mo yung totoo

na di mo mapigilang gumalaw sa paligid

at di mo na napapansin ang mga taong umaaligid.

andyan ka na nga, at handang handa na 

pero tangina, may bumago ng kanta

utos mo’y pakibalik nga ng tugtog na iyong damang dama

siyempre ayaw mong manghihinayang bago ka bumalik sa kama.

Lumipas lang ang gabi di man lang naibalik

iniwan ka ng kanta na sabik na sabik

di man lang naisipang ibigay ang iyong hiling

pero ganon talaga, di mababalik kahit pa ikay iiling

Kaya pag narinig mo ulit iyon, isang payo lang

ilaglag lahat ng gamit, gawain at wag nang pakawalan

sumabay ka sa tugtog ng kanta

I’m apalled,

you got me come to a sudden halt.

like a virus I unconsciously installed,

that I’d never ever see as a fault

You called me in like a beacon,

pointing, telling me that you’re home.

that made me think of eggs and bacon,

with the smell of a comforting old musty tome.

and every time I get to be unswept,

of the idea of how clandestine this has to be,

something like this has to be kept,

hidden, locked and never to be free,

But for now, as the sun sets,

up until the sun would brightly shine,

I’d cherish our moments like little vignettes

because for a brief moment I get to call you “mine”

Everytime I tie my shoes 

I’d always think that this, and love

are somewhat the same.

That even in the small things,

it tells us

what it is and how it is

to love and be loved.

Everybody has their own shoes.

And how we treat them, 

maybe tells us

about how we treat the ones we love.

Like how often we change our shoes,

just because we don’t want it anymore.

Like how we set it aside,

because there’s a new one

Like how we take care 

of the only one pair we have

by cleaning it and making sure

it’s spick and span.

It sure is difficult to maintain a pair of shoes, 

but it always tells something about us. 

That even though there’s no assurance of forever, 

That at any moment, it might get worn out.

but as long as you

take care of it, 

cherish it, 

and use it properly

it’ll last longer than it ought to be.

One, two, three, four, five. Once I caught a fish alive.

Nakita ko siya sa daan, siyang siya ako ng nakita ko siya sa malayo. Matapos akong mag walk out ng kaunti dahil wala lang, pabibo pabebe lang. Nang biglang may tao na lumapit sa kanya. Hinagkan nya ito ng mahigpit at tilang mas masaya pa yung mukha niyang makita siya kesa sa ako. Sumakay sila sa sasakyan na nagmamayari ng taong kararating lang.

Tinext ko siya: 

“saan ka? umuwi ka na ba?”

Nagreply siya na:

“oo umuwi na ako kanina pa.”

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Then I let it go again.

Nagpakilala ang tao na iyon sa akin na bestfriend daw niya. Ang close nila, laging may outing, laging may trip, lagin nasa night out. Tapos heto ako, di nakakasama kasi may trabaho tapos uuwi pa ako sa malayo kaya maaga pag umuwi.

Pero teka lang, kung free time ko bat wala namang galawan? Sadyang timing lang ba talaga lagi na wala ako? O mas masaya ang bonding nang wala ako?

Hinayaan ko na bestfriend nga lang naman diba?

Why did you let it go?

Because it bit my finger so.

Lahat na ng kaibigan ko nagsabi na iiwan ko na siya. Pinaglalaruan lang daw ako tapos pinagtataguan pa. Martyr na daw ako sabi nila.

Wala eh. Mahal ko siya at may pinangako yon sakin.

Which finger did it bite?

This little finger on my right.

“Ano ba pinangako nya at dikit ng dikit ka pa rin sa taong iyon?”

You'd always say 

that you'd rather die

 than living a lie

that you'll take any offer

 as long as you don't suffer

 I wont blame you

 for wanting that thought

for it's more than dying as it hits right at the spot 

Maybe its even worse than death 

because you'll have to live through that with your every breath 

 But baby, dying doesn't end just as simple as that 

Because just like a rainbow after the rain, 

light at the end of the tunnel, 

a hero saves you in the nick of time, 

Death, has the afterlife. 

 In there, You needn't suffer

 you can take everything life has to offer.

 No more lies, nor any disguises 

Only warm hugs and tender kisses 

thats nowhere near ill thoughts or bad wishes 

So yes, eventually you'll get to live again 

But there's no telling if it's in where or when 

But one thing's for sure 

 Someone's gonna be knocking on that door 

that's gonna give meaning to everything you've worked hard on for.