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Obra ni Maria 03 – Buti Nalang…

Buti nalang muntikan lang Muntik lang kitang minahal Kung nag tagal pa siguro Baka mas naging masakit pa Ang ngayon ay nararamdaman Buti nalang muntikan lang Muntikan lang akong mahulog Muntikan na din Maniwala sa mga matatamis Mong mga pangako Buti nalang muntikan lang Muntik lang kitang minahal Muntik na din bumuo ng pangarap Tong puso kong uhaw Buti nalang,…

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Obra ni Maria 02 – Nilimot Ko Na

Nilimot ko na Ang kislap sa iyong mga mata Kapag ika’y kasama, tumatawa Masaya. Nilimot ko na Ang mga sandaling tayo’y magkatabi Sa sasakyan mo noong mga gabing Iniisip kong pwedeng maging tayo. Nilimot ko na Yung gabing biglang ayokong bumaba Dahil gusto pa kitang makausap, Makasama. Yun ang gabi na nag usap tayo Ng mga plano mo at gusto…

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On Sunsets…

Sunsets, though pricelessly beautiful, is soon followed by darkness. And though the night sky is lighted by a billion stars, sometimes, it isn’t enough to hide the looming loneliness it can bring. Endless, it may even seem. So I’d like to think that you’re sunrise… Just as beautiful but followed by day light. (M. 01092017)

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On being alone…

There’s nothing wrong with being alone. Lonely as it may seem, it could also be a happy experience. It’s the perfect time to enjoy the peace and silence while you prepare yourself for the hustle and bustle of life ahead. ☺️ Good morning! Happy Saturday. 💋

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Short-lived Rendezvous

I have to stop myself from creating and replaying scenarios in my head. I know how I’ll never be in those realistically painful reels receiving a smile from you, watching you laugh from the passenger seat again. No. Those are stock images and videos you and I made not so long ago pasted in a frame that could have been…

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Musings Over Breakfast

When was the last time I had an actual breakfast? When was the last time I was able to sit quietly alone reading a book I actually like without worrying that I’d have to be somewhere later in the day? Most of all, when did I last had a warm cup of coffee? So long ago that it feels new…

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For the 2017 Me

I’m not exactly the kind of person whom you could easily introduce to a traditional family. I’m probably the kind of person your mother warns you about as I am filled with idiosyncrasies that no normal (whatever your definition of it is) person could ever fathom and accept easily. I am, like lovers and sad alcoholics, a poet. I adore…

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Tomorrow

You make me want to wake up the next morning with a plan for my life. I don’t know you. In fact, I can spend my days not knowing who you are… yet, you know me. You can see right through me. You make me want to wake up the next morning wanting and craving to be loved. But I…

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Hideaway

I don’t love you. At least not in the way that you used to know I do. But I am all passion and built up loneliness with a dash of nostalgia; Could either be something you’d come back for or regret. But I felt neither. Satisfied, though we were, it felt nothing but what it is. An act. Certain urges,…

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On Self-love…

As a child we are showered graciously with love and affection… Such is the case that love becomes a limiting act bound to a one-way cycle. As we grow older, the supply of what once was overflowing decreases and so most people tend to lose themselves; running around, seeking love in the arms of someone else. What the world once…

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