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Continue reading →: Good MourningSa bawat pagtipa sa kuwerdas ng gitaraDahan-dahang nabubura ang mga alaalaSumasabay sa daloy ng malungkot na musikaBitbit ng mga luhang pumapatak kasabay nila Isang ulit pa ng mga notang pinapalayaMay paghilom na unti-unting madaramaKahit pa sa pag-ulit ng kanyang pagtipaMinsan nagbabalik ang inakalang nawala naSa puso ng isang makatang natutong…
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Continue reading →: Shut DownEyes are bound to see beyond what our minds cannot believe. Kat woke up another day to thank her creator. It’s the first day in her life she ever noticed the sky above her head, the reddish color of newly bloomed roses,and the flocks of birds mightily flying across the…
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Continue reading →: Keeping it all in my head: Overthinking my way to escapeEarly greetings from the silence of the approaching dawn have become my regular companion these past few months. There is that particular calling that wakes me up from the restraining and exhausting cycle of my dreams. Dreams that I could not even remember at all. The only thing that those…
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Continue reading →: PagbalikUmiikot pakaliwa ang mga kamayNg nag-iisang orasan sa may kusinaSumisigaw ang bawat segundoNagpupumilit lumaya sa kahapon Ngunit tanging alaala ng makalawaAng nag-aabang sa kanila sa duloPagkat ang orasan ay nakatakdang tumigilSa pagitan ng ngayon at kahaponSapagkat puno na ang balon ng pangakoMula sa mga taong nangangarap sumulongNgunit walang ginawa kundi…
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Continue reading →: Sweet Night (Scene)Honey is such a sweet, lovely name. It makes you want to taste a sticky yummy treat. Savor a quick, refreshing relief from an unwanted encounter or a bad memory. So, I thought of the same thing. It was a cool dark night. No twinkling stars to see or a…
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Continue reading →: SeaWaves gently touch my feet as we walk along the shore, and I don’t mind. I feel the tingling sensation of the water moving past my feet, my skin tightens. Still, I don’t mind. This, after all, is our favorite place. This is our most-loved activity — walking side by…
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Continue reading →: Memories and FeelingsTen years since graduating from the university, and here I am with thoughts of numerous events that I could swear all still feel like yesterday. However, questions about those exact memories of the past keep me up at night, somehow. As someone who doesn’t have a great memory, the emotions…
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Continue reading →: Take a LeapDreams and taking action are entirely different things. It seems that it’s always easy to dream of things for the future, yet the steps in getting to them bring more weight than concerns. Still, there are also some drams that are seemingly impossible to even think of for ourselves. Or…
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Continue reading →: Writing PracticeHere. My hand is here. Just move a bit closer. Kindly hold my hand. Yes, I know. I am sorry that I have cold and tiny fingers. The years ate the strength out of me. I just want to hold your hand. My hand is cold but I will try…
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Continue reading →: A Period of LonelinessCan a person live alone? No communication, no connection with anyone else. Such a dreadful thought if you would ask me. I never really thought that I would feel the loneliness of being alone. This is not merely because of my singleness but the actual experience of being on my…
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