Sunday, July 25, 2010

Until Ω my Ω Last Ω First Ω Kiss

Woke up today from a cold windy evening Ω With no arms to warm my flesh to sleep Ω but I would never cry Ω I would never cry Ω even if tonight I’d alone stare Ω at the falling star and the frozen sky.

I walk until my feet ache in that crowded one way street Ω with a bit of courage holding my hand Ω but I would never cry Ω i'd never cry Ω even if i stand on my own Ω beneath that golden star Ω and the bluish sky.

Eyes closed I sing the sweetest love songs along w/ my heart's melody Ω with only shadows hearing my words Ω but I’d never cry Ω I’d never cry Ω even if all shadows disappear Ω along with that morning star Ω and the bright clear sky.

I'll wake up tomorrow Ω and dream bout yesterday Ω then I'll softly or insanely laugh Ω I'll walk in that one-way street Ω sing with my heart's melody Ω I'll wildly dance in the most gentle sound Ω and I'll smile in the emptiest darkest room Ω and I’ll never cry Ω Yes, I will never cry Ω

To live my Dreams Ω To create a Destiny Ω To fix my soul Ω To perfect a rhythm Ω To shout a poetry Ω To breath in awe Ω To paint beauty Ω To love myself Ω and to discover happiness on my own Ω until Ω my Ω last Ω first Ω kiss.

The Jeepney Ride Home

Heavy Blue Bag. Black Dirty street.

But you were there.

Weighty Warm Air. Harsh Sunday World.

But you were there.

And your laughter surpassed every chaotic sound from man and machine.

And your words overshadowed the lingering darkness of my lady fear.

And Manila may downpour cruel realities of

Unspoken war and unanswered plea

Of mortified faith and manic deceptive story

When destination appears

And I’m hell gone

You were my journey

In that jeepney ride home.

What is Love?

Love is making pasa-load even if you only got five-peso left in your account <3

One Short Love Story III

The wind was cool and the cloud was dimmer than usual, they sat on a wooden porch, immersed themselves with exchanged smiles, ideas and glances.

The girl started wondering about what tomorrow may bring. She stared at the horizon which provided her with only questions and never answers. The unending sky has no limit, only possibilities, the “what if’s” and the “what can be’s”.


They would do everything together. He makes her laugh most times. She makes him laugh sometimes. Everything seemed perfect… but beyond the “I love you’s” and “I love you too’s”, life has no limit, only possibilities, the “what if’s” and the “what can be’s”.


“What if you meet someone sexier than I am?” the girl asked with a grin. She posed and put her hands on her waist, straightened her back, slightly tilted her head to the right.


Nagpacute pa. The guy smiled. He knows she’s always been pissed because he never called her sexy. Oh no, you wouldn’t get that from me, he thought.


“A lot of girls are sexier than you Love.” He uttered in pure normalcy. “A lot of girls are sexier, more beautiful, probably more interesting than you are.”


The girl, who is used to the guy’s honesty, couldn’t help but chuckle. “He really is the meanest. Sana tinira man lang yung INTERESTING SAKIN!” she felt like lecturing him about the importance of white lies but decided to shut-up when a picture of Lady Gaga popped on her mind. Ok ok Lady G, the throne is yours.


He looked at the horizon and continued, “…But there will also be other girls who will be better than the ones who are prettier, sexier than you are, it doesn’t end, does it? It never ends… It only ends when you already found the person that you really love…


…and it ended for me the second I found you.”


The wind felt cooler but the clouds seemed brighter, after hearing his words she decided to stop wondering. Immersed with so much love, she kissed his cheek. Finally, a question answered. <3

One Short Love Story II

He talked about cars and jet planes, she fell asleep.

He talked about dead stars and astrology, she fell asleep.


He talked about Superman and why The Dark Night is one of the best Superhero Movies of all time, she fell asleep.


He talked about the Beatles and the history of Rock and Roll, she fell asleep.


He talked about everything, everything he knows and she would always end up asleep.


Pissed and hurt, he asked with a stiff controlled voice, “Why can’t you stay awake and listen?”


Silence.


After thinking hard of what to answer, she decided to tell the first thought that popped in her mind…

“Err, ano kasi… PARA KANG PANAGINIP.” <3>

(Eh dream come true ka naman pala. Wag na ma-shungit.)

One Short Love Story I

The girl walked-out and quarter-heartedly whispered to herself, "I am so not going back. I'll be on an adventure, without him, without anyone. Just some cash, and some clothes, and my VMV lipstick." Ako pa. I can go anywhere, do anything..”

After 10 minutes, the boy found the girl standing by door, his heart skipped with joy, she did not leave…

She didn’t looked at him, still trying to find the right words, she shortly glanced at his eyes, shy away and uttered, “Takot ako sa aso, hindi ako makalabas…”


And he chuckled, the chuckle she used to call the asthma cackle, mainly because it sounds like an asthma attack.


He carried her bags, and gently held her right hand. He smiled.


She smiled, then whole-heartedly whispered to herself, “I know, I know... he is the only adventure I want.”