Eclipse, Eclipse

Fingernails grow fast and clear
Eye-catching pieces for a chandelier
Put some rings or a golden pierce
The ceiling is sure to be a centerpiece

See the chains of the rib bone clock
Hear it crack with every hit of the rock
That leaves a space for the next flock
As thunders ring the final death lock

Goodbye, sweet dreams
Goodbye, my chandelier
Greetings to the new rose
Of this dark, empty prose
Or poetry to the ears
But painful grip of
Reality’s final drill

Hapunan

Pumipintig ang sintido ng babaeng nakaupo sa may pasilyo
Bitbit ang kakapiranggot na kita mula sa buong maghapon
Tinatapik-tapik lamang ang ulo,
Nagbabakasakaling mawala ang kirot
Inuulit ang dasal na kinabisado simula pa noon

Aba, Ginoong Maria napupuno ka ng grasya

Sa iilang barya pa, mapupuno na ang kanyang bulsa
Makauuwi na’t makapaghahain ng hapunan
Malugod na pagsasaluhan ng dalawang pamilya
Sa babaeng nakaupo at sa panganay niyang binatilyo

Sa tulong ng patuloy na pamamalimos
Ng inang iniwan ang lahat sa kahapon
Matapang na hinaharap ang takbo ng panahon
Mag-aantanda ng krus, sisimulan ang pagpapasalamat

Ang Panginoon ay sumasaiyo

Isang buong araw na naman ang natapos
Nairaos kahit papaano ang anim na musmos at ang magsing-irog

Bukod kang pinagpala sa babaeng lahat

Pumipintig ang sintido ng babaeng nakaupo sa may pasilyo
Bitbit ang kakapiranggot na kita mula sa buong maghapon

At pinagpala naman
Ang ‘yong anak na si Hesus


Santa Maria, Ina ng Diyos
Ipanalangin mo kaming makasalanan
Ngayon at kung kami’y mamamatay
Amen

Love Poem (1)

How I wish, somehow, someone writes a poem while thinking of me
How I wish that the next song to play is mine to keep

Selfish

All pretty things happen in fairy tales
And today’s not that time to write myself one

Pity

Yeah, quite pathetic at first
But helpful, refreshing at some intervals
Still, how I wish the next poem’s for me,
about me,
or  even just
a memory of me

At least there’s a part of assurance that someone
sees (saw) me

Selfish
I know yet I need this dose of fantasy even just for a moment

Pity

It’s okay…
I’m fine.

I also pity myself sometimes.

Leaving No Trace

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Is it even possible to leave without any trace?

Maybe it is the time to say goodbye
Soften the blow of an unexpected break
Lessen the touch, even a simple nod
Keep the smile but it may deeply scar the heart
Still, maybe with this, leaving is possible
Erase the moments slowly from the routine
Say what you mean, show what you wish
It is the time to finally say goodbye

So, soften the blow of this unexpected break
Lessen the touch, lessen the talk
Keep the smile, keep it close

Erasing the memories slowly
With the hours moving
Swaying
Flying
Away
It
Goes