Huminto, Tumingala at Tumunganga

Nasubukan mo na bang tumigil sandali

Sa kung anuman ang iyong ginagawa

Para ang buwan at kalangitan

Ay iyong mapagmasdan?

Ang ganda at ningning

Ng tila kay liit na mga bituin,

Sa kadilima'y iyong maaaninag

Ang taglay nilang liwanag

Hindi maidaraan sa pagkuha ng litrato

Ang paglarawan sa tanawing kita mula sa aking bintana

Kaya't tumigil na lamang ako't tumingala

At ninamnam ito habang nakatulala

Sana'y nakita rin ng iyong mga mata

Sana ikaw rin ay namangha

Sana'y iyo ring nadama

Ang saya, at panandaliang ginhawa

Sa paghinto, paghinga

Pagtingala, pagtunganga at pagmamasid

Birthdays

You were one of the reasons

Why I looked forward to celebrations

Such as birthdays,

New years and Christmases

Your simple gestures

Gave me butterflies and happy tears

But I guess it really is over

After all those good years

What a waste

Same Lame Game

We are two different people

But there's a few things we have in common

And there is something we are both good at...

We are both good at pretending...

Pretending as if there is nothing...

Nothing wrong

And nothing going on

We are two different people

But there's a few things we have in common

We are two sensitive people

Too sensitive people

We're both right

But we're also both wrong

We do not fight

But we won't pick up our phones

We are good communicators

We could talk about anything

And everything, for hours

We can talk about our feelings

But never of how we felt about each other

I loved you

But you didn't want to be bothered

Disclaimer:

This isn't about you,

But if you think it is,

Then why?

Anything Will Remind Me Of Everything

Dear Reader,

Why are you reading this,

   despite my crappy brain farts, drama,

     ramblings, and all these nonsense?

This isn't a poem

   or maybe it is

I don't know anymore

   and I do not think I care

But may I know who you are

    and why you are here?

Is it because you get me?

   Or are you just here for tea?

I've lost interest in writing

   It now feels like a chore

     But there you are reading

       my favorites

The ones I poured my heart and soul in

   The ones I wrote about him

I was madly in love and it was quite insane

   Oh, have you ever felt the same?

Have you ever been through the same situation

   where you made stupid decisions,

     as your judgement was clouded by your emotions?

How did you feel after coming back to your senses?

   Did you ever feel wronged?

 

I hope not

Because the only thing we can control is...

   the amount of love we that we give

It's up to them what they want to do with it

To avoid disappointment,

    do not expect

      do not assume

I did not expect anything

And all I assumed was...

It wasn't going to end well

I was right

But it still did sting

And now I couldn't sing

Because I fear that even the happy songs might make me sad

For anything will remind me of everything about him

Traveling Light

Sometimes I'd wish

I could turn back time

To the day that caused this ripple

I'd delete that scene

Which led to the branches

of this messed up timeline

Then I'd realize,

Maybe it was meant to happen

Gone are the days

I'd wish for things

To turn the way I wanted them to

Life is too short

To be living it with a heavy heart ain't living at all

Leave those extra baggages and

Carry only those that are worth your time and energy,

and those that deserve the space in your heart and mind