August 2011
25 posts
3 tags
transylvania.
Few hours had passed, and I am still here. Sitting at the dim and cold corner of the bar. Thirsty.  I’ve been drowning myself with rum and coke. Neither drunk, nor quenched, I want something to drink. As I asked the bartender for another round, her eyes met mine’s. Glistening. Piercing. Enthralling. Throat appeared parched. Urges became stronger. I need to drink. I want her. I need...
Aug 26th
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ListenTaken By Cars | ‘December 02 Chapter...
Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
8 notes
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ListenOrange and Lemons | ‘Just Like A Splendid...
Aug 24th
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ListenImago | ‘Akap’ Pikit mata kong...
Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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ListenImago | ‘Idlip’ In the arms of...
Aug 18th
26 notes
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ListenKjwan | ‘One Look’ One look and...
Aug 17th
23 notes
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S&M.
Lying on your side on a icy, and damp floor. Moaning. Groaning. Sobbing. Begging for compassion. I just stared. No words coming from my mouth, just deep breaths and sighs. Piercing my eyes to your wounds. Every time you bleed, I bleed. Sitting on this dilapidated rocking chair. Swinging, still holding this bread knife in my hand, and a cigarette on the other one. Puffing. Trembling. Staring at...
Aug 14th
21 notes
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ListenUrbandub | ‘Evidence’ Time has a way...
Aug 14th
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ListenRivermaya | ‘Balisong’ To speak or...
Aug 12th
28 notes
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ListenImago | ‘Sundo’ Sa akin mo isabit Ang...
Aug 11th
16 notes
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ListenMojofly | ‘Mata’ Kumusta na Nandyan...
Aug 9th
6 notes
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Aug 5th
11 notes
2 tags
ravioli.
‘Where do you want to eat?’ I didn’t reply. I am not in the mood for making decisions right now. I don’t even want to talk. I am tired. I am disappointed. I am upset. I just want to eat. No conversations, I just want to eat. ‘Fuck this! If you don’t want to eat, then let’s drive home. You’re not the only one who’s tired. I was stuck in the heavy traffic and I had rain on my shoes. You didn’t even...
Aug 5th
3 tags
ListenIindak na lamang ba sa tibok ng puso mo At...
Aug 3rd
44 notes
4 tags
Sangangdaan, sangangdaan, ituro ang tamang lansangan. Tahakin ang karimlan, kung nasaan ang liwanag na walang hanggan. Naliligaw sa katanungan, Naghihintay kaba sa huling hantungan? O mag-isa akong maglalakad sa kawalan.
Aug 3rd
6 notes
3 tags
Isa kang panaginip. Nakikita. Nadarama. Naririnig ang iyong tawag. Konti na lang, at ikaw ay mahahawakan ko na. Nakapagtataka, hindi maiwaksi ng isipang balisa. Ito ba’y ang tadhana, nang bukas as hindi pa makita. Isang panaginip na walang kasagutan, nanunuot sa aking kaibutura.
Aug 3rd
2 notes
4 tags
There you were, staring with your innocent eyes. In disguise. If I had a third eye, I would’ve pierced you with indifference. You looked at me as if I could fill your pockets with pearls. My head swirls. At the sight of your hell, burning my poor soul with your fallen dreams. Your head against me. Must a woman cries many times for a man to have pity
Aug 3rd
4 tags
Nakalutang ako sa ala-ala ng payong at ambon. Na maraming kahapong luhaan. Na sa laot, tumatanaw. Yakap  ng dilim, at malakas na hangin. Sumisigaw ‘dito tayo, mas mababaw’ Andito ang sikat ng araw Gumuguhit sa balikat ko, at sa mga labi, nag uumapaw
Aug 2nd
2 notes
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Ilang araw na nakalambitin, umiindayog dala ng hangin. Makita ang maraming kulay ng mudong dalisay, gamit ang hibla ng buhay.
Aug 2nd
2 notes
5 tags
Ginising ako ni Bathala sa pagdampi ng umaga sa aking mukha. O anong ligaya ng araw na pinagpala. Kapiling kana, aking sinta. Para akong nasa ulap, namumukadkad na mga rosas aking nalalanghap. Matingkad ang mga kulay, wala ng sasaya pa ganitong buhay. Tapos na ang paghihintay.
Aug 2nd
12 notes
6 tags
Naghihintay, sa pagdating ng umaga. Ngumingiti, hindi magkamayaw ang saya. Dahil sa pagdating mo, nagka kulay ang mundo. Dahil sa pagdating mo, nagigising ang puso ko. Dahil sa pagdating, naiibsan ang pangungulila ko sa pag-big Nag-iisa, pero masaya.
Aug 2nd
12 notes
5 tags
Samahan mo kaya ako sa paglalakbay sa mundong ito. Abutin ang mga pangarap, lumangoy sa mga ulap.   okaya’y magtampisaw sa baha ng Cubao, mag merienda ng isaw, mangdaot ng tao, habang kumakain ng halo-halo ni Aling Rosario. Isusulat ko lahat dito sa aking aklat. Parang ang bus na ‘to, may mga bagahe, may kwento. Pero ayoko din magsumamo na ‘Sige na, subukan natin ‘to’.  Ang gusto ko’y...
Aug 2nd
20 notes
July 2011
20 posts
3 tags
Jul 31st
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