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Second Thought

Posted in Literature on Oct 31st, 2009 2 Comments »

Either way, we will neglect
this guesswork.
Swimming in the stream
of people encapsulated
in their self-made walls.
Jammed in traffic
of clues and hints,
lip synching the same
old line of self-defense.
A justification
followed by explanations.
Why do we choose to stay
the same?
 
For you, love is
a crossword puzzle
deciphering codes
stitching words.
If words would say rightly
the true meaning from the heart.
Then, we don’t need
a second chance
to [...]

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Immersion

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Religion on Oct 3rd, 2009 2 Comments »

You lied to me about baptism. The intoxication
and its sinful concoction sweating from some bottles
whose name sounds like a saint I worshipped
night after night. 
 
I gulped down gallons like the torrential rains outside.
Submerged in the bubble of nameless strangers
in the watering hole. Kindred souls searching
for some kind of salvation.
 
The cloud of smoke, its humid and hazy [...]

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The Solitary Task of Writing

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Sep 30th, 2009 2 Comments »

Like a man in his fishing, so is writing.
You throw the fishing rod as if throwing on chances
while anchoring your boat on a chosen spot. In the open water.
 
And your fishing line sink deep in the ocean of words. You wait
in the hope that the hook lay captive to some imaginary mouths
snapped on a bait, [...]

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Pasig River And The Warrior Child

Posted in Memoirs on May 24th, 2009 No Comments »

I once had the chance to swim the Pasig River when I was just about five or six, I guess.  An uncle, who was a robust teenager that time, invited by his friends, tagged me along with him one afternoon.  We walked across J.P Rizal street and descended some flight of steps going to the [...]

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The Day I Met The One

Posted in Literature, Religion on Apr 5th, 2009 1 Comment »

That day,
you made  the sky heavy-
falling tears like rain.
When a down-trodden
waded through a flood
of despair, and I am
walking away in shame-
as if the world
crumbled, suddenly
turned pale to gray.
 
My heart
I  offered in a plate-
full of strawberries
its first fruits.
But your words-
that rejection
knifed and sliced
into bleeding pools.
Until I am strained.
 
That day,
my eyes were opened
of reality here-
I am standing
this gulf
between [...]

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