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Maraming papel, maraming dapat isulat Ngunit maraming oras ang sinasayang ‘pagkat sa tuwing sisimulan ang talata Nababagabag na baka may sumita Tiwala sa sarili ay unti-unting nawala Siguro dahil sa mga pagbatikos na nakuha Mula sa mga taong pinagkatiwalaan n’ya Ngayon tanging blankong papel and nagpapaalala Sa dinamirami ng ideyang…
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Sudden shock, tears won’t come out Don’t know how to react Feeling weak but wanted to reach out Asking myself to help me move Birth and death Greetings and goodbyes
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Continue reading →: Drop of Life, One by One
The rain keeps falling on the roof. My head’s hurting from its constant tap, tap, tap. I haven’t heard any other sounds since two days ago. Now, I’m longing for the breeze and even the shout of my neighbor. Why does it have to be raindrops? Out of all the…
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Continue reading →: Poem 04: Puzzle, Life
Puzzles and words to the poet who wish to understand the cycle of life.
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Continue reading →: Poems 01 to 03
Relieving some great memories of my writing. It’s now part of my weekend project to unwind.
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Continue reading →: New Project for September
Will try to have a more relaxing weekend activity this time. 😉
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Continue reading →: Missing Close Encounters
Blood moves slowly Building red cloth along Even with cuts and scars It continues to flow with ease Heart pumps more Filling each vein alive Trying to save from breaking Functions merely for living not feeling It had lived All these times, alone Nothing comes close to it It knows…
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Continue reading →: Chasing the Writing Bug
There are numerous opportunities for me to start bringing life to the unimaginable stories out of my head. But most of the time I slack off instead. Then getting annoyed at the end because of wasted hours. Frustrations Writing has always been one of my toughest frustrations (next to singing).…
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Continue reading →: Rainy Days, Films, and a Hot Cup of Coffee
Multiple raindrops can trigger a lasting sensation. There aren’t much to do on rainy days. How I wish I could go back to my younger years when I can dance in the rain without any worries to bother me. Now that I’m 22, I find other musings to keep me…
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