If ever the dawn does not happen tomorrow,
let your face shine as a tool against shadow.
I want to be part of that rare opportunity,
that might occur someday between now and eternity.
...
We have had the joy
We have had the robust of life
We have experienced annoyance
We have defeated haste
...
Why is it that the sky is too low this gagged morning?
I was just asking because the sky yesterday was very high...
and indeed, out-of-reach.
Yesteryears has proven a lot of decency,
...
Leave me to battles
Since you are a leaver, not a fighter
I have come to resolve that a concrete
deceit has hovered over your master
...
Kapag binitawan mo yan, malaglag ka,
Kapag hinawakan mo yan, malululong ka.
Kapag tiningnan mo yan, matutukso ka,
Kapag 'di ka sumulyap, magugutom ka.
...
Hold your horses. It's not the time to exaggerate things
because of the disruption, you, yourself has made.
Affecting the whole system on our expense?
And don't tell me I didn't warn you about these things-
...
I was dreading to see all these things,
how?
Will it be a memoir of salt?
I hope not,
...
The most fruitful things,
as I say, is very useful
because they are made
out of necessity:
...
Birds that chirp on a Wednesday noon
have left some marks beside intervening shades and lights.
'Tweet! Tweet! ' to the amethyst,
'Tweet! Tweet! ' to the sapphire.
...
Meat, gradually dispersing
Flesh, flakes creating.
The soul of my feet is there,
the sense of my bones persists,
...
To hers is the wavy hair
curly in the seams
no longer than her arms
but black as ebony
...
From the death I become ghost-like but free
of the frugal, lenghty talks with bamboos.
Live fiend was crushed to launch inside, the keys
of odd earthly signs of life-drugs, sex, booze.
...
Rushing to the warmth of the house that stare
deeply in my eyes-oh, a gift of God!
It welcomes back: memories, memories and memories
of hardened emotions and contracted feelings
...
In the long run you will see
I will be beneath the worms
as to not be stale and overly-housed
within the physical soil.
...
Katrina
If ever the dawn does not happen tomorrow,
let your face shine as a tool against shadow.
I want to be part of that rare opportunity,
that might occur someday between now and eternity.
If sincerity is what you crave as the core,
of your deepest relationship, a magnificent ore!
Do not forget to establish within succeeding moments,
the heartfelt longings you anticipate as best.
You know that tomorrow might not come forever
so why not cherish felicity while you have the means to be tender.
You do not hold the time, cannot simply uphold
the occurrences lurking as somebody gets old.
Now I hold the title of the owner of the heart,
of the precious oriental pearl whom I consider as art.
I just wish she will beg the destiny to unfold
for our story to continue that was once was told.