14 October 2013
Sometimes I miss you just what I felt before.
Nothing I could do but to look away and ignore.
Sometimes I just stop and simply close my eyes.
Nothing I could do but to look away and disguise.
Sometimes I miss you and your smiles for me.
Nothing I could do but to think what it used to be.
Sometimes i just stop and think of you again.
Nothing I could do but to think and feel the pain.
Sometimes I miss you and the first time we met.
Nothing I could do but to breath deep and regret.
Sometimes I just stop and wait for another day.
Nothing I could do but to breath deep and pray.
I – The Nascency
9 August 2013
It was a moonless night. Silent. Only the gliding sound of the wind across the field of rice can be heard. So silent that you can hear the wind brushing the leaves of the trees. But that silence was suddenly broken. Melissa cried for help. She was about to bear a child. Everybody was rushing to see her. Even the neighbors were bothered so they also came to see her.
Lucky for her that Yolanda was there during that time. She is the town’s midwife who happened to visit Melissa’s neighbor, Griselda. Yes, she was very lucky ’cause her husband Ruben was not there during that time. Yolanda asked Griselda to prepare hot water and sterilize the scissors. And so they helped Melissa give birth for her first-born child. It was very difficult for her. She cried like thunder that almost everyone in the barrio could hear her.
Everyone in the room paused. Smiles of success can be seen from everyone’s faces when the baby’s cry was heard. It was a boy.
13 July 2013
She moves so strange
as if we’re on a silent rage.
She talks so mean
but I know it’s not what she meant.
She disguises good
that she can’t be understood.
She is a book of mystery
and I need to know her slowly but surely.
5 July 2013
It is easy now than it was before.
It is easy though I still have to ignore.
Worry not ’cause I will you bother no more.
It is easy and I need not to score.
It is easy now to look at your face.
It is easy though I know it is still a race.
Worry not and I’m not after your grace.
It is easy and I need not to hurry my pace.
It is easy now and we can talk better.
It is easy though before it was easier.
Worry not ’cause I will not mind either.
It is easy and I need not to make it harder.
It is easy now and I can handle what I do.
It is easy for me but how about you?
Worry not ’cause I know you are tough too.
It is easy and I need not to care about you.
22 June 2013
It don’t matter if the sunshine will not be visible.
It don’t matter if the rain will never fall.
It don’t matter if the stars are so far away.
It don’t matter when the moon does not display.
It don’t matter if the road is winding and long.
It don’t matter if I’m weak and you’re strong.
It don’t matter how ugly I am when I cry.
It don’t matter and I don’t ask why.
It don’t matter if tears are in my eyes.
It don’t matter how you said goodbye.
It don’t matter how many times you break my heart.
It don’t matter how much I am hurt.
It don’t matter what I have to do.
It don’t matter what I am to you.
It don’t matter what it’s going to be.
What matters is what you are to me.
30 May 2013
I love numbers more than I did before
But I struggle with words though I could do more.
I lost my rhythm to the tunes I used to play
And I can hardly utter what I ought to say.
I love numbers but I lost my arithmetic
And because of this I’m hopelessly romantic.
I lost my rhyme, my beat, and my tune.
With all of these, I still search for a solution.
I love numbers more than I could imagine
But what I mean to you is hard to determine.
I lost my rhythm but I don’t have to worry.
What really matter is what you are to me.
I love numbers more and that’s because of you.
You may have doubts on me but this is true.
I lost my rhymes and perhaps my words, too.
I won’t worry! To you, there’s so much I could do.
22 May 2013
I have a secret place here in my mind
Where hidden thoughts of you they can’t find.
Now it’s heavy and it’s crashing my head
Added by the pieces of words you just said.
It keeps me awake though I avoid it to happen.
It lingers but I don’t know if it’s really pain.
I want to explode so this will turn into pieces.
Shattered bit by bit and fine as ashes.
I really want to convince you but I rather not.
This may lead our learning to immediately stop.
Come what may but my hope is still strong.
Chances are thin but I choose to go on.
I need you to know I’m happy this way.
Happy to be with you day after another day.
I’m such a fool for you to share such thoughts.
It’s okay as long as it will erase your doubts.