Biography of Kenneth Cabauatan
KC is a lazy writer who gets to write only when the muse tickles him. His style of writing has varied for the last 15 years that he has been writing; from the loquacious neophyte, until the simplistic and oft-times sardonic.
From written word, he is now dabbling into spoken word, thus, the subtle changes to his newer poems.
Kenneth Cabauatan Poems
In Memoriam, Through A Cigarette Stick
i lit one cigarette; a cryptic background music lulls me, bringing me back where we first pledged our love. love so pure and innocent, un-mired by any sensuous aspiration,
Tonight we’ll share the heavens; Souls knitted into one, Fly together we, the ochre moontrails, on gossamer wings.
Wendy, Wendy, she gave me a thimble; She held my world and made it crumble. The tender orb's icy sheathing starts to melt, thawed by the enigma's hearth it felt.
To The Temptress, Night
Forward you, to me Temptress your wind-borne linen brushes lightly, A million diamonds shroud me, As you blow me your kisses.
She dwells in my innermost sanctum; her imaginary smiles, her touch, her being, her love, enliven my thoughts-
Let The Rain Sing
The rain sings her adieu; her surreal scent, her every smile her very essence drowned by heaven's teardrops, while her memories remain:
To An Unknown Lady
beyond words describe the fullness of you. your smiles, such sweetness; they pierce through my soul and etch to my heart an unquenchable longing.
Incessant longings sail on my ocean of tears, The thoughts of you lingering, the loss of you sears the heart like the branding of an ox.
Death By Batirol
i fell in love with you, at the first taste; you beckon me, like a whore from araneta - “come hither, nay not thither, let's share our passion for the night,
Mga Puta Sa Araneta Cubao, Isang Kwentul...
boss, babae, presko, bata pa. sambit ni aling nena na dalawampung taon na nagaalok ng laman, dyan sa may bangketa ng araneta at aurora, dyan sa cubao dati-rati, siya ang binibenta, ngayon siya naman ang nagbubugaw para me makain at masilungan mamayang gabi.
Makapahiwagad Ba Ang Mahigugma?
napalaw ka kanako; kay lagi, naninguha ko kanimo. makapalaw ba ang mudayeg sa imong katahum? ikaw, inday, ang nagakupot sa akong kasing-kasing;
Sa Tag-Iya Sa Kasing-Kasing Nga Mapangya...
dili ba gyud ka dutlan ang imong katahas? nagtahak ko, nga unta mahimo; malanay ang gahi nimong kasingkasing gamit ang mabalaknung pagbati.
buy one take one po, bili na kayo. magagamit nyo pong pansulat, ng schoolwork, homework
don’t forget me; my fight has left me, drifting on the aegean away from the fires of heathens,
Death By Batirol
i fell in love with you, at the first taste;
you beckon me, like a whore from araneta -
“come hither, nay not thither, let's share our passion for the night,
for a cheap price, let's revel like lovers in delight”
but oh, how can i love you?
you are dark as mud, as dark yet rich, like sin;
you drawn me near, with your earthy and sensuous aroma.