Fallen

If ever I remain fallen
It is by choice that I will not rise
If by rising my blistered lips
Will but cease to kiss
The imprint of your sole
And my bruised forehead
Desist from touching
The very tips of your toes

Let me be fallen
If by remaining prostrate
My sallow arms
Could but brush against
The skin of your heel
And my broken back
Carry the weight of your step

Let me be fallen
If by being stricken
I remain naught
But the rag before your feet

I Miss You

Everyday and every night i fight this feelin inside
Every morning when the sun touch me it keeps creepin inside
Loneliness and sadness keeps pullin me down
My mind surrender and die
My heart says i need you around
Makin myself damn busy to all of those damn thing
Keepin the pain and just mindin my own thing

But then i realized that i gots to keep clear
Gotta tell you how i feel
Gotta show that its real
Baby girl you know youll be forever be my boo
Nobody can replace the love i had for you
All the time we spend together
It seems to last forever
But now im breakin down
And i need you girl around
I miss you

All i want is for this love to last forever
And all i needed is you and me together
But you walked away and never came back
And all i gotta do is just cry lay flat on my back
Memories of good times when we are still together
Rememberin the time when we love to see each other
Its from the time that id walked you home
Until the time that i wish i could take you home

But now your gone
Baby girl and i need you by my side
And there are tears and heart aches
that i wished that i could hide
Its your lips and your kissin the life that were livin
I know i aint dreamin coz its your love that ive been missin
Im twisted girl without you i get drifted
For all of my life its your love that i have waited
I miss you...

Panorama

i looked outside my window
i saw a stranger in the dark...
i felt scared and empty,
for there is no one at my side

shadows loomed before me,
echoes drummed inside my ear
chilling shrills molded me
into a dark and hazy fear...

loud craks of thunder
illuminated the dark story of life
changing lanes at the crossroads..
going left from right

is this the fixed direction
of this haunted soul?
i never knew any corrections
given to me by those fools

i stumbled at last..
into a rocky tavern
mildy light and beaten
real witness of the unseen....

Last Cigarette

i remember myself desolate
and you, desperate to have me
eating up all the promises
in the palm of your hands

i remember as if
it's all in the past, as if
you're not in my bed, as if
i've not made you my world while it lasted

and you reach but can't touch
anything further than flesh
and i fake a soul to surrender
and drown my tears in cigarettes

i remember other hands
that tried like yours do
rough and rushing, impatient
to have what i can no longer give

i remember them like
they never really were, like
dreams forgotten in wakefulness
like i remember you

while you reach but touch
nothing more than flesh
and i fake a soul to surrender
and drown my tears in cigarettes

Buryong

Markado ang kanilang noo...
"Mga Latak ng Lipunan"
na pinipilit pagdikitin
ang pira-pirasong bubog
ng basag nilang pagkatao.

Tila isdang pilit pinagkakasya
sa kalawanging lata.
Bolang-bakal na nakadugtong
sa tanikalang nasa paa...
parusa sa nagawang sala.
Kamelyong pilit pinasusuot
sa butas ng karayom...
sa buryong ng pagkakulong.

Sa katorse pesos maghapon
na pagkain nila,
patuloy lang na huminga,
ang pagbabago'y iniangkla
sa ulo ng tuyo...
sa itim na kanin...
sa kapeng namumutla;
kulang na nga'y kinukulangan pa.
Pikit-matang isisiksik
sa hungkag na sikmura;
sa inaanay na katawang
hindi na templo ng kaluluwa,
kundi ng kurikong,
ng buni at pigsa.

Makapagtiis man sila...
Makalaya man sila...
bilanggo pa rin ng mapanghusga
at mapang-aping sistema,
na dapat sana'y tumanggap sa kanila.

May puwang ba ang pagsusumamo?
Ang pagkatok sa nakapinid na pinto
ng lipunang pinatigas ang puso?

Saan sila tutungo?

pink shadow

bruised face and purple skin
are all that i can remember
from your last night's sweet litany
stabbing words
piercing touch
disturbing serenity
are all that i have in this solitary

acceptance is all that i need...

Time

Every tik-tak of the clock
and every syllable or rhyme
of a poetry sublime
catches us on to the dock..

of an illusion deep in slumber,
where sleep bring us the morrow
and past that we can tow,
in flocks we dream to gather.

hither to join His holy campaign
a crusade we shall call it,
to mock the spectral hordes that beat
our weaknesses inundates by bane.

hail to the time wherein we tread
in which all are habitants of flux and death.
How noble is the air we breathe
through time; adamantine thread.

Hail to the beasts, sky and sea.
Hail to the Master beyond.
He that puts us into the threshold of bond,
into a clock that bids us to see.

the hints and tastes which truly awaits us
beyond time, and through eternity,
where exist not the dingy
and exist not the thoughts of dust.