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Continue reading →: Daily Clutch
Memories flash for the person leaving the room on the East Wing Clutching the ends of the last string connecting A to B Of spaces and stories, of friends, lovers, and miseries Looking for the perfect rhyme, opening the door to a great line Praying for the light to come…
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Continue reading →: Let it Be
I’m trying, writing Writing yet dying Every word that comes out Slashes my throat, Heart beats, beasts Dark stories, Endless memories
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Continue reading →: Inaanod na Paalala
Pagbubukas ng araw sa may pasilyo Dumaan ang mga dekada’t nabuong siglo Kinilala ang pangyayaring nagbigay daan sa pagbuo Ng mundong kinatatayuan ng mga tao Mula pagkabata, paulit-ulit na tinuruan Maging ganap at mabuting tagasunod Ng mga paalalang uukit sa mundo Naging malapit sa gawa’t paniniwala Ngunit nangungulila sa pag-unawa ng iba…
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Continue reading →: Alalahanin sa Ngayon
Paano nga ba lubusang kumawala Sa gapos, sa hapis ng kahapon? Isang tula, siguro isang pelikula Iyon lamang ang mga inakalang tama Sa loob lamang ba ng tatlo hanggang limang minuto O sa isa hanggang dalawang oras makalalaya Maipahihiwagtig ang nadarama, Hakbanging dapat tuluyang ipanukala Ganoon lang ba kadali? Lumaki…
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Continue reading →: Code-switching Culture and Beyond
Speaking English well isn’t the only basis for a person’s intelligence. Speaking English with a resounding American accent isn’t the only basis for a person’s intelligence. Speaking grammatically correct English is still not the only basis for a person’s intelligence. How do we use language in our lives? When people…
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Continue reading →: Ako
Iyakin ako, hindi mo lang alam Sa bawat ngiti ay may kuwentong dala Pag-unawa lang ang tanging hiling Inihahanda ang puso sa anumang maaaring mangyari Sa umagang darating at sa kahapong iiwan 20151122
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Continue reading →: It’s difficult to let go and move on……from my decade-old reading assignments and book collection. Whenever I try to remember the stories and books that truly got me into my current fascination with the written works, I can’t help but smile and think of the numerous reading assignments I had to complete throughout my high school and…
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Continue reading →: Red Rose (2011*)
A: When was the last time you saw me smile? T: When was the last time you heard me sing? A: When was the last time you held my hand? T: When was the last time you felt I’m alive? T: I walked in the garden full of roses. It…
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