To the one who killed me, Your catcalls are no longer shots of gun but mellifluous sound. Smirks that signal fortunate road block on my way. You are not stranger danger but sanctuary instead. Come with me, Son of Satan, take my hand and let's cross the city of devils till we reach the abandoned house, where we could find the room of course. Shhh! Do not open the windows. Keep this room dark, play the softest song, but never ever dare to hug me tight. Take one step closer,…
Oblivious Portion of Love Smile in the eyes, sadness on cheeks, and pain in lips. I was nearby the window of my room, thoroughly wiping raindrops on my windowpane. At exactly 5:45 in the afternoon, the apparition of you made me feel lost again. You pulled out my consciousness and controlled the spotlight of my sense of sight and just focused on you, caressed your face from a distance. You were dampened by the pouring rain lying on the moistened wild grasses in the orchard. I…
Who am I: Whose am I? Cliches about existence make people like crabs in a pale who are having a race. Some who reach the highest peak of the pale are pulled by the ones who are beyond the lowest layer of it. Some think that it is better to start from the darkest world of pain and challenges where they need to defeat humiliation, isolation, degradation, and depression. They are carrying sacks of hard work, determination, and positivity, climbing the slimiest walls of the pale…
The Pour I never thought of looking for a four-leaf clover only to ask for a rainfall. Maybe our sunshine girl, Hina-san was sick for she couldn't trap the pour from the sky. Rain doesn't always convey tears of madness and pain. Instead, it is a form of antidote that heals too much warmth from the rays of sun. It cleanses the dirt of being alone and isolated. Each drop has a mystery unlocking different emotions as it kisses one's head. Its pour reveals the scent of the Earth…
How Can I? Let the flame of chaos be cleansed by the calmness and tranquility of water. Thorny words of the people in the authority that killed more than a million innocent people. Fainting cries and husky voices of ordinary citizens asking for wealthy’s open arms. Thunder inside their stomachs seeks for bread and milk or even just a drop of water that can mend their brokenness. But the more they chase for a rainbow, the more typhoon the government can give. Feels like they…
Crestfallen like the rustling of leaves in the trees. Oblivious to warnings and passage of time, motionless; human get blind. Valorous warriors in a battlefield of pandemic with nothing but prayer. Incessant conversation with God, being fed with His irrevocable words. Desolate heart will soon be filled with ethereal radiance of faith.
Spill What's Left Unsaid ***Want something new? Just get yourself a magnifying glass for you to see even the microscopic truth.*** ***Take your most comfortable seat. Bring with you your canister of understanding, your plate of acceptance, your spoon and fork of honesty and loyalty, a cup of love, a glass of trust and a table napkin of forgiveness. And now, I am ready to serve the food of reality, the tough and hard wheat bread, destructive junk foods, and unlimited cups of…
What makes every first moment nostalgic?
Phantom Called "You" My eyes were bursting out of tears brought by one of the best Japanese films when I’ve received a message from a close friend asking me hang out with her together with her boyfriend. Without hesitation, I replied her ‘yes.’ It was already five in the afternoon when we went out. While waiting for a ride, this friend of mine was sharing a glimpse of her treasured moments with her only love. To dissolve a bit of awkwardness, I grabbed my phone and browse…
Does time really weaken love?
Google may give the best definition of love. But as for me, love means always talking with Him about you, praying for your genuine happiness.
What Does Laughter Really Mean? “Laughter is the best medicine.” Is it really? Five letters for those who believe this, SORRY. If you’re confused, ask Joker. Laughter is contagious pus inside my body. It is a mellifluous sound yet a torture one like how I was being humiliated in front of the crowd. Every laugh of random people drowns me like I obviously couldn’t surpass their judgment. Laughter that makes me feel like I am more than a person with disability who doesn’t…
"Meow, the Secret Boy" Syndrome What did Hong Jo make me realize? 1. I can’t be anything more to you. I thought it was a form of relief coming from you giving me an assurance that I always am Joie de Vivre. You always remind me that I should always be a proper noun, that no one could ever replace me. But it was my biggest mistake for I have already found out that we are living in an asymptotic world, we’re too close from each other yet I won’t be given the chance to cross…
Dusk ***I chose to fall in love with the peach and rosy dust of sky*** ***Where stars are as cold as ice, where moon is as strong as soldiers.*** ***Where the light breeze wipe the tears messed on my cheeks,*** ***Keeping my wildest sob.*** ***And my eyes spoke for me.*** ***I am no conqueror, I am a ghost.*** ***No one could speak for me but myself, ‘coz I am “No one”.*** ***Screaming at the old shadow of uncherished happy memories.*** ***Feels like begging for our still…
Torture of Pain Like waiting for drawn stars to glow in a pouring rain Like eradicating smears in a detailed manuscripts that used pen of permanence Taking sips of bottled soda while savoring piece of mint Like chasing after city when perfectly witnessed daylight Keeping eyes wide open even if sleep commended tiredness Like uncertainly crossing the ocean of storms with nothing Screaming in front of the crowd without any span of voice coming out from diaphragm Like…
Sweetest Reviens Scent of Earth soothing calm mind, Rays of radiant sun kissing pale face. Purest sand between toes Crystal waves of the sea washing left unseen footprints on the coarse sand. 3,650 days and nights of forgotten, 120 months cherishing treasure of moments with someone else. 2,628,000 hours facing rival’s weapon, full of cuts and burns but never back down. 157,680,000 minutes staying in love with my everything. 9,460,800,000 seconds of keeping my heart beating,…
Villanous Pandemic “Kowaguro Koto Nante Nani Mo Nai.” A Japanese which means “There is nothing to fear.” This was like stain of blood that silently rested in the palm of my hands telling that I should wash this stain, this fear away and keep my hands together. Then I realized it was the evil called pandemic that had stolen lives of creatures that brought stains of blood called fear. Last March 23, 2020, an unknown writer had posted her words about COVID 19 and that made me…
Stained Ripped Shirt **Cool breeze caressing my cheeks** **While sitting on a low wooden bridge.** **The crystal-like water cleansing my feet** **It showed me my reflection as I looked down.** **Suddenly, I heard the priceless giggle and chuckle of tiny children.** **As I watched them with painted smile on their faces,** **I could see innocence in their eyes.** **Their shirts were like rugs full of stains, stain of chocolates.** **How cute they were seeing them crying for…
My Luna Someone asked me, "Why do you love the moon? As far as I know, moon is like the one whom you love, who will leave you when the sun comes." I took a deep breath and answered, "You have no idea how much I adore the moon. It isn't actually my source of light, nor a mind master of mine but I embraced it as my twin soul. It is true that the moon is just a rock, a heavenly body, but for me, it is worth more than the most precious jewel for I could mirror myself from it.…
Tiny source of Light The world was still dark when I left home. The pestiferous glow of the lone moon had burn the bald yet omnific tree. Barefoot without even eliding thorns of roses while paving trails towards the fireflies’ graveyard. Dried tears on my cheeks, oily face, uncombed hair. Just have worn black top and ripped short pants. I was in a hurry for I forgot to spread tint on my lips or even crept slaps of perfume. Seeking for an extended time for darkness just to…
Is This a Bubble of Reverie? Is This a Bubble of Reverie? I was about to go in the place where I used to stay, a place where I can feel peace of mind, a place where I can witness the sun to rise in the horizon, bursting out the kaleidoscopic rays of the sun. I sat on the green- narrow leaves full of daffodils covered with dew drops of liquid. It’s already seven in the morning when I felt the rosy tint in my face. Since I was wearing my white dress, my favorite dress, the…
For the Day to my Night It makes me weak, really. Yes it always makes my vision blurry as my warm tears hinder the earthquake of the spiny goodbye. Seriously, what’s good in good bye? Uttering this painful expression feels like it’s entering a graveyard as if everything meets its limitation. But others believe that it is the most selfless way of showing how dense and pure your love to someone else. You’re known to be the bravest one, caressing the one you love’s forehead…
Who Is She? My feet suddenly just felt something cold crawling on feet, until it ran through my whole body. I could hear the scream of crickets in the field. The scent of the nimb tree’s flowers soothed my dying soul. I checked out the time, and the screen of my phone reminded me that it’s already 9:45 in the evening. I was just having a deep conversation with random friends through messenger, when I saw her. Yes, I saw the lady in white silk dress. She used to roam around…
Tormented Yet Dauntless For the nth time, you’re haunted by your past full of tragedy. But this time, everything that surrounds us feels like it is composed of pair of ears to listen, eyes to witness, heart to empathize, and mouth to keep shut. You’ve finally spilled the cup of revelation. My eyes just stick to yours until they pull out my strength due to your thorny words resembling that pain that you’ve endured and embraced when your love was still pure. Communicating with…
When I dreamt about my future, I saw you thinking about your future too. I saw how happy you were making those sort of things not with me, but with someone else.
How Can I Console Who's Hurt Too? When I was about to meet death, you woke me up. When I was in danger, you rescued me. When I was lost in the middle of nowhere, you’ve find me. When I totally ignored and took everything that surrounds me for granted, you were there to embrace them. When I couldn’t even tolerate hatred that could probably bring out the demon inside me, still you stayed. When I was totally drank because of one-sided love from my nightmarish past, you let me…
Define Me Only might pens could serve as my lips, Countless of voiceless scream converted into piles of words. Destined to craft stories with their happy endings To open the gateway towards the world of imagination. I glanced at the piece of glass showing my reflection . Slowly, transparent drops of liquid blurred my vision. I saw the stained blood on my ripped shirt. And the shadow of my gloomy past awaken my rotten whole being. These shaking flower-bud like hands of mine…
Impulse Heal me with the taste of your lips. Feed me with your gentle touch. Clothe me with your clasp. If not, let me die.
Des Souvenirs **It’s not hard but really hard.** **Looking at you from a very distant place, a corner of the doomy room.** **Chasing at the wilted petals of red roses blown by the wind.** **Invisible strings linking our hearts together in a shallow universe** **Frozen heart beating furious, waiting for an adrenaline rush** **Feverish eyes of yours, slowly hearing fainting echoes from the jar of memories** **Rolled colored strips reminding how the Earth tilted and how our…
The Spell of Memorial Lilies In the late night, I was stirred by the rumbles of goofy dogs down the street. Rebelliously freezy hair and teary eyes, I went out to retort the ominous sob of those animals. Purplish black was all I see in their eyes as I watched the pace of an old woman wearing vintage dress with a straw sun hat on her head. Dazzling eyes, ruddy checks having a basket of memorial lilies. She’s looking for the vengeful ghost who used to sway her legs while…
Dalawang Salita Palagi kong naririnig ang katagang “Kung san ka masaya,dun ka.” Nalulunod sa saya, tuwa habang pinagmamasdan ang napakaamo mong mukha. Habang aking hinuhulma ang mga salitang nagmula sa awit ng iyong mga ngiting nakakabingi. Napapangiwi sa nakakaakit na kulay tsokolate mong mga mata, singlagkit ng biko na may latik Na hinahain sa lamesa tuwing umaga. Oh samahan ng mainit na kape, naghahalo ang tamis at pait. Tamis at pait na kailanma’y hindi magagawang…
Have Lost a Loss I’ve lost one of my sentiments. I’ve lost my token of worth---my wallet. One of the cheapest yet one of my precious stuffs. Though it didn’t keep any amount of money even just a single centavo coin. Did anyone steal it? But for what reason? Only my ugly faces were left inside plus my only love---you. And…and a hidden letter for you. Yes a letter for you. I was about to lose my strength when ashes from the past had blown into my mind. I should have given you…
Lie is a Lie Words are invisible knives; they can kill one’s heart. They are like glasses of champagne, they subside one’s pain yet burn one’s whole being. Can you trust words? Words are nothing without actions. Yes, to see is to believe. But are words congruent to the actions you make? What you say is not exactly what you do. There should be proofs. What does truth mean by the way? As they say, the truth shall set us free. But why is that hard to tell the truth? Is it a…
The Realm of First Moments **What makes every first moment nostalgic?** From the first cry that assures life, The first touch that draws connection and relationship. The first hug that secures. The first kiss that empowers purity and gentleness. The first word serves as the child's safety pin. The first song that mends broken heart. The first fear that keeps her faith stronger. The first downfall that allows second chances. The first wound that helps her learn to be healed.…
Odd Plant in your Garden My life is a jar of distress, no one affirms. My petals of gladness and confidence are getting withered. All of a sudden, a dew drop of water awakens me and let me bring back into the moment when an elephant had thanked me for my existence. He before was an outcast in the middle of nothingness for he lost his companion. I was not sure if he was the one who lost his or he was left behind. He had nothing but his lost self but because like him, I was…
Do not Extend the End When Kim Dan said, "If there is no end, then does it mean I'm not wasting my time? It's the opposite. You have no idea how every single day shines because there is an end." Humans only live once. We were born to die and we come to leave. We all know that no one can stay with you until the day we die. You will vanish, alone. So, to begin is to end as well. What I mean is that, there is always an end for everything. Every moment counts, so make the most…
Every Drop of Tea I was half awake so I desired a cup of warm red tea. A gentle wind clothed my cliquey body. Did something happen last night? I just wondered how my lower lip depleted without any clue. Was it you again who took a gentle nibble like a bee’s proboscis? But it was last night when I tried to ride on my bed of memories, when I was with you. You were the only one I could see when I tried to picture out a moment with the serene sea and its splintered waves. It was…
Soothing Aroma The sunrise asked me to rescue an old friend living in a hut full of sunflowers down the hill. He welcomed me with a stalk of sunflower. That silly old friend name Hodaka offered some cookies and slices of cake. He then asked me, "Do you want some coffee, tea or hot chocolate? Which one?" Quickly I replied, "Can I have some coffee of different type, please?" "Alright!" After few minutes, he came up with six cups of coffee of different version. "How much do you…
You and I: The Universe Love, not about the sheen that you witness when you close your eyes while pressing your hands on them. Nor like the rustling of leaves of oak tree and coruscating flashes of light. But getting rid of the waxy cerumen in your ears. Eliminating the stains of chocolate ice cream around your lips. Clipping your fingernails and toenails like a pro. Scratching your head to loosen the flakes of dandruff. Wiping sweat off your face while taking a nap leaving…
Can't I Be? Lying under billions of glimmering stars Wishing for my wounds inside to turn into scars Longing for the scent of red purplish petals of roses Bunches of yellow tulips on vases My love for you is like an Amaranth, it never fades You had me, you have me; will have me even in times of grey and its shades Could still remember the moment you uttered the magic words as you offered me a basket of Fire tree’s flowers I couldn’t help but think of you most of my hours…
As people grow older, they tend to forget the things that they've learned from the school especially the greeting "Good bye and thank you. See you again tomorrow." Because nowadays, to say good bye means there's no coming back.
Tenerife Sea in Your Eyes Lumiére over me. Like you’re the only light that exists in my world. Got hooked on a feeling of being in love with a man in faded blue ripped jeans paired with white V-neck shirt. The way your scent and perfume cage me as they collide. Your silhouette over me makes an almost perfect ‘you’. The light that pulls out the brown in your eyes as they capture Tenerife sea. Echoes that surround us faint when you take a deep sigh as I catch you smile. Can I…
Rose's Plea Once, you're lost like the Little Prince Betrayed by the mighty fox. But I was there, one of your roses who gave you delight. I was the only one who stood still by your side in your storm and chaos, when no one did. Now that my petals are getting wilted, where are you?
Forgiveness: Worth More than Anything Else Forgiveness is not only for those who are nearly to meet Death, nor for those who deserve to. It is for all the creatures that God has made because forgiving with all your heart is a life-long process as they say," Forgiveness is the key to eternal life." No one is throned to be perfect for we are all sinners. It is a matter of responsibility where our heart and soul should prevail love and gentleness. We should not let darkness…
Two Hours Excruciating feet keeping me stand still, Ashen hands seeking for a hold so tight. Pungent aroma of grilled pork and seafood, Desolate mind starting to be attacked by a sudden adrenaline rush. Arid conversation turning into abundant flow of happiness, Tedious hair blooming like a flower-bud as it’s flipped behind ears. Disparate brown eyes of yours melt my despondent heart. Your compelling smile diverting my profound fear and doubt into calm, Darkness falling like…
Left Tiny particles of dust reminding it’s been couple of months had passed. The smell of old books as the wind strongly give off its breath and let every leaf be separated. Pounded pieces of colored chalk spilled on the bamboo table. Rim of construction paper, pair of scissors, glue, gel pen, sharpened pencils, rolled ribbons. Gray! All I can see is gray. Still pictures, different taste of smiles captured by a great artist. No one could ever dare to change those photographs…
Amused Varied lights shooting my eyes. Rhythm of drums preceding my heartbeat. Cheers of the crowd humiliating my ears. Smoke of grilled meat prickling my nose. Vibration of my phone poking my shaking hands. Growls of drunkard frightening my calm whole being. Furious movement of the vikings persuading my fear. Footsteps of creatures towards the ride inviting me to come over. Thirty-five pesos asking me to pay. Five minutes, heartbreaking. Thousands of seconds, breath-taking.…
Correction Tape Didn’t prefer using slender tube of wood containing a core of graphite A moiety of colored fluid in a cartridge of a ballpoint smeared like a Krypton. On modernized barks of pines that prickles the nose like the scent of books, Engraved perfectly the calligraphy of my enigmatic opus. Piddled my trite time watching particles of dust shimmering in the light, When in darkness they tend to hide and disappear in just a blink of an eye. Seldom use of dictionary…
Helianthus Roaring thunder, hastening scratches of lightning drawn in the sky. Snowflakes coming from humid skin of the darkest cloud slowly gyrating into cold and heavy drops of rain, of cry. Not a disaster nor an accident but a caper! Crystalloid drops of rain dampen the wildest grass creeping into the stalks of dandelion and yellow tulips, most of the entire incandescent sunflower. Lifting someone’s spirit, cheery and saccharine, inviting as the sweet summer sun.…
What If May 1, 2019 at 4:45 P.M The arms of the clock just waved at my teary eyes. It signaled it’s already 2 a.m. and thunder of hunger woke my tummy up. My dizzy mind just decided to dally the rest of evil hours with my cynosure, a cup of brewed coffee. My feet were destined in our murky kitchen. Vintage tablespoon, dirty white colored cup with a petite saucer with up with porcelain lay on the wooden table. To finally dispel dolorous cubes of anxiety, I need to divulge the…
The One Who Makes Hue Melted multi- colored crayons diffused on the lean meat of an old acoustic guitar. Blind colonies of ants were ready to combat the large cup of green tea, slowly turning into mold. Blown by the naughty wind, wrappers of Lemon Square cheese cake were scattered on the slippery floor. Unfolded rusty white shirt on our bed of majesty. The sweetest perfume, your scent has exploded and made the four-cornered room feel relieved. Coins under the wooden long…
Cumulonimbus’ Destroyer Yelling loquacious words of despair, Clouds patiently burning the whole green grass land. Continuously mending torn pieces of poisonous gas, transformed into a thunderstorm of chaos, of death! Leaving floods of blood with a suspension of salty pus. Growl of egocentric people throwing bombs of insensitivity Slowly, washing their hands with antiseptic drug of humility. Paving the trails towards every dreamer’s success. Hypnosis brought by their fame,…
Ironic I had that lady ghost in my dream. She thanked me with a kiss on my cheeks without even asking her why. When I was left by the one I love, I never stopped praying for him to come back. But I was failed to. Months had passed, he's now with someone else. But what made terrified is that, the one whom I was praying for is the one that the lady ghost was praying for, to be hers.
Cold Hands As the sun kissed the moon, has shown the sweetest phenomenon. Dusky sky painted with messy peach and rosy cotton like cloud Sweet scent of roses blown by the gentlest wind. Sailing on the most beautiful and light model of all the water crafts Patiently waiting on a low timber bridge as puddles created by my petite feet coalesced into shallow streams Burning haystack in an open land spreading warmth in the entire place Doomy cloud has spoken its rebellion by…
One of the Witnesses Days have turned into weeks, into months, into years. It was exactly in the 25th of August in the year 2012, and there he came into her life and changed everything. That was the moment when she finally called him as her boyfriend. At first, she didn’t intend to fall in love with a man like him because he knows that she is a woman with flying colors, with high hopes. She won’t stop wanting more than I have. He’s not a total package of her ideal man, her…
Twenty Minutes I was holding a broom and was about to end a very tiring general cleaning when a mosquito just pestered me. It took a minute seeking drop of blood from my skin through its proboscis. An instinct just called my consciousness. A message from you telling that you would be coming made me thunderstruck. It was 12:31 in the afternoon and it felt like I was inside the Supreme Court waiting for a final verdict. To cleanse the irresistible sweat of astonishment, I…
January 1 Thoughts New year, new day. Thirsty of something new, take old ones for granted. At this juncture, people are in what’s between old and new. You’re getting old but you still want something new. It’s not about swears, not about promises nor resolutions. How can you construct a meaningful statement without observing the sentence pattern S-TV-DO? All we need is the subject. Who will do the action? Of course we need YOU. So, what will you do to make something…
An Open Letter to Nurtured Learners Dearest Students, If you feel like your whole sky collapse and your world is about to fall, always think of stars that are drawn in the sky in times of darkness. Without sky you will never witness the glimmer of stars even in darkness. The world rotates in its axis and revolves around the sun. Teachers serve as the sun that gives light for one could see things visible. They enlighten every student’s mind and give warmth to a hardhearted…
Embracing Thorns Tried to cut my wrist, but ended up making a slit. A rose bud has revealed its identity. My flesh served as its soil; Blood as its water that showered the bud with pride. It turned out dangerously like a sword, Destroying my veins with its thorns. Shall it grow or shall I die?
Discerning Twin I finally embrace darkness for I could hide my twin. Her wounds with pus on her wrists are getting rotten But no one would dare to give a cure. Stains of blood in every leaf of her favorite book But none of the book maidens give any judgment. Behind her vulgar words is her loudest cry, mourning her dead soul But shoulders weren’t there. She lost her voice, her pens and clean sheets of paper were her lips But cheers of humiliation surrounded her. Like dust…
Pulling Out Tooth When our thread of our lives has been cut by the Highest, of course, we all wanted to be remembered. Life is like a tooth; without it, you can never chew the challenges you're facing with. Without it, you will never experience how to smile sweetly. But there are some instances that it might be weaken because it takes risks. Toxic and poisonous element that can destroy the whole-being of the tooth might be inevitable. It might be sweet lies, hatred, envy,…
Two-Sentence Story It was 2: 19 a.m. when a nightmare awakened me. Then, I realized, someone was looking at me.
A Ball of Stardust A crescent of life and death, Blown with ashes of corn kernel. A 33 arc minute- fairy light drawn in the dark blanket sky. Pulling out my bleeding eyes. Loop of thread that has been sewn in its scars. Dwarfs were with me, adoring its abounding radiance. Questing for their stitches to be healed.
Reverie Broken dawn awakened me. Two hours and 40 minutes. Senses were still insentient. My eyes were faulty. Darkness was the only thing they wanted to see. Even my blood was sluggishly running through my vessel. Nostrils were hungry and thirsty of your scent, Just the scent that was left on your shirt please! Arms missed the gentleness of your human chamber, my sanctuary. Lips were sick longing for the caresses and the taste of yours. Edges of my body were seeking for the…
Hands so Cold, Heart so Warm I was walking in the rain and it felt like I was a child of innocence who just lost her toy. I felt the cold breeze wrapping around me. Drops of rain dampen my clothes, my whole body. I suddenly felt the thorns prickling my bare feet. Because of the its toxic sap, it made me feel dizzy. Then I reached the house, the place where I've found out the mystery of friendship, a place where I first met the five strings’ holder. I could feel the shaking…
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