#rumawriter

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.

Love,

alam mo para kang kape.

Di dahil ang balat mo’y kayumanggi

pero dahil kahit di naman ako umiinom

pero napapasabi ako ng “uy, pahingi”

Di nga umiinom, pero napapahingi,

dahil nakakapalamig ng ulong mainit 

at nagpapainit ng dibdib sa gitna ng gabi

pero sa tuwing di maayos ang pagtimpla

konting asukal, pampatamis, 

konting kembot pa,

maya-maya’y ok na.

At sa tuwing mas mainit ka pa sakin sinta,

hayaan mo kong itabi ka muna,

di dahil ayaw ko na,

pero pagkat maya-maya’y 

alam ko namang kailangan kita.

para sa isang taong coke lang ay sakto na,

napapaisip ako,

ang kape ay ok naman pala.

ayan tuloy, napapaisip na ako na lahat ay kape.

hinahanaphanap ko ang kape-kapikapiraso mo sa mga gamit ko

inaantay ko ang kape- kapipiranggot ng oras mo,

meron nga minsan, ayaw ko, pero namimiss ko ang kape- kapitan mo ako

at ngayon, napapabilang ako ng araw na ma kape - makapeling ka muli

kaya kape ko, mahal ko, happy anniversary!

BULALAKAW

Naalala mo pa ba ang mga itinuro sa atin nung nasa elementarya pa lang tayo na sabi ng mga ninuno natin na ang mga tanong ay kayang kayang sagutin pag tumingala ka lang at tumingin sa mga bituin?

Kaya siguro andaming bituin sa langit dahil siguro ang mga tanong natin sa isip ay kumakawala, lumilipad at lumalangoy sa kalawakan para ating makita sa malayo at iisa isahing sungkitin

At noong isang gabi tumingala ako sa taas at naghanap ako ng sagot sa tanong ko at nakakita ko ang isang bulalakaw sinundan ng mga mata ko ang mabilis na ilaw at iyon na pala ang magiging sagot na kinakailangan ko. Ikaw

At iilang araw din ang lumipas na para bang ang mundo'y kasingaliwalas ng kutis at ngiti mo na tila kay gaan ng mga problema ko tulad ng loob ko sayo At sa mga araw na iyon, akalain mo nagkaroon ng saysay ang buhay ko

Pero nakalimutan ko ang isang bagay tungkol sa mga bulalakaw. na ito'y untiunti nasusunog, nauubos habang nahuhulog at nung naalala ko na, ayun napudpod na.

Sayang. Sayang di ko man lang nagawang tutukan at pahalagahan ka. Siguro dahil nasilaw ako sa liwanag mong dala na sa sobrang aliw ko sayo di ko nakikita na nahuhulog ka na pala

I am but a firefly

in this so called dark forest.

I get to come close with the others

thinking that I’m their only source of this light

especially on those nights

they think they can’t go through.

but little did they know,

that I myself have been on the lookout for it.

Maybe I was born to be some kind of light source.

for I have always loved the sun and the moon.

just how much as I have envied them.

That maybe right before I was born out of this world

my soul called out to the universe

to conspire with him 

as it begs to be just like one.

Well, I’ve always wanted to be like the sun.

I’ve always wanted to be that someone

to clear out the path for you

to brighten your day

to bring warmth and happiness

and to be the first thing you’ll see in the morning.

And that goes the same with the moon.

I’ve always wanted to be that someone

that someone who can make you stop 

as you walk and make you say “you’re beautiful”

that someone you look for when it gets dark

someone you get to be there for you during those times,

someone who knows what you’ve been doing in the shadows

but nevertheless,

I’d still envelop you with my ambient and comfortable light.

But I was born a firefly

I’m neither the sun nor the moon.

I have this light with me

but it has always been never enough 

for the rest who came before

So If I flash my lights on and off

that is not to tell you that I can be that person

but it is to warn you 

that I may not be the one you’re looking for.

But even though after all these things

and you still are still persistent,

consider yourself warned.

Warned because then, when I get to choose you.

there’s no turning back.

Because I’ll give you about as much light as I can.

But on times when I don’t have any

I’ll be right there beside you to grab your hand

just until the light comes back.

So don’t you dare set out and go looking for some other light