Baka Sakali

Sa ginintuang araw ng kinakalawang na daigdig

Sa malakas na pagtibok ng nanghihinang dibdib

Nadaragdagan ang bigat sa bumitaw nang pag-iisip

At nababawasan ang katotohanan sa bumabangon na panaginip

Sa pag-iyak ng di dumidilat na mga mata

Tinatanong ang kawalan kung nasaan ka

At baka sakaling ika'y masilayang muli

Sa pagitan ng ginhawa at ng hindi natatapos na hapdi

Sa tamis ng mga salita sa bawat tula

Na ginawa, isinulat sa ngalan ng tugma

Aking susubukang hanapin ikaw na nawala

At baka sakaling sa gitna ng mga linya...

ay nandoon ka.

Photo by Rainrose Fernandez 

Sa Mga Mata

Sa mga mata makikita ang katotohanan

Na kahit anong gawin mo ay mahirap takpan

Malalaman kung ikaw ay nagtatago sa isang kasinungalinagan

At makikita ang katotohanang ikaw ay nasasaktan

Sa mga mata makikita ang iyong kasiyahan

Makikita kung ikaw ay nababalot sa kagalakan

Kasiyahan na dahil sa mga kaibigan

O di kaya ay dahil sa iyong kasintahan

Sa mga mata makikita ang inyong tunay na pagmamahalan

Pagmamahal na hatid ay walang pantay na kasiyahan

Pagmamahal na kahit sino ay hindi kayang tapatan

At pagmamahalan na walang katapusan o hangganan

Sa mga mata makikita ang iyong kalungkutan

Kalungkutan na ikaw lang ang nakakaalam ng dahilan

Kalungkutan na maaaring dahil sa kabiguan

Ngunit alam mo na ito ay iyong malaglagpasan

Sa mga mata din makikita ang tinatagong kasamaan

Na nagdudulot sayo ng mga kamalian

Gusto lamang maghasik ng kasakiman

At magbibigay lang sayo ng kapahamakan

Makikita din sa mata ang tunay na kabutihan

Na alam mong hatid sayo ay purong kabaitan

Kapag siya ang kasama ay may magandang patutunguhan

Kaya’t hindi na kailangan pang mag-alinlangan

Sa mga mata maaaring makita ang tunay na katauhan

Tunay na katauhang hindi mo pwedeng pagtaguan

Tunay na katauhang hindi mo maaring iwasan

At ang mga matang hindi nakakaiwas sa mga kasinungalingan

Photo Credits to: Aileen Dehitta

Thank you Ate Ai :)

ANG BABAE SA PIITAN

Minsan akong ipinagkait sa lahat. Siniil ang pagkakataon na muli akong masilayan ng lahat ng nag mamahal. Ikinulong ako sa isang piitan na hindi naabutan ng sinag ng araw. Walang sinuman ang nag tangka na puntahan ang piitan at ako ay kalagan. Ngunit sa sobrang pag mamahal para sa akin, isang lalaki ang sumalungat sa takot ng lahat. Hayagan niyang ipinahayag na ako'y iniibig niya at nais niyang muling maka piling. Ginamit niya ang pinaka matalinong paraan na hindi gumagamit ng dahas upang muli akong masilayan. Ngnuit sa dulo ay nauwi lamang ito sa madugo at walang hustisya niyang kamatayan. Mula sa paliparan dinig ang putok ng baril na pumatay sa lalaking nag mahal sa akin ng lubos. Kahit napaka kapal ng mga pader ay marinig sa buong bayan ang aking hinagpis. Kasabay ang pag luha ng mga tao walang magawa kundi tingan bangkay ng lalaking iyon. Buong akala ko'y wakas nang maituturin ang kanyang pag panaw. Nagbago ito ng nag kaisa ang tao. Napuno ng libo libong tao ang kalsada ng EDSA na nag kaisa na akoy palayain. Hinarang nila ang mga tangke na ang tanging depensa lamang ay mga rosaryo at rosas. Nag tagumpay sila. Napagbsak nila ang diktadurya na nag kulong sa akin. At sa pag laya ko ang lahat ay nabighani. Lahat ay nag karoon ng mga ngiti sa kanilang labi. Animo'y nakaita sila ng anghel na nilabanan ang impyerno ng piitan. Hindi nag tagal tila ang mga taong ako'y minahal ay sinusuka na ako. Sinisi sa hirap na kanilang dinaranas. Hanggang sa alaala ko nalang maririnig ang matatamis na pag sigaw nila sa pangalan ko. "DEMOKRASYA" sigaw nilang lahat ng mga panahong akoy wala sa piling nila. Napaka sakit lamang na ngayo'y isa na lang ako sa mga dahilan ng kanilang pighati. Mukang kailangan akong muling mawala upang akoy pahalagahan nila. Muli nawa'y may mag piit sa akin. Handa ako muling mag danas ng hirap sa apat na sulok ng piitan upang muling mahalin. At hanggang sa may isang Ninoy ulit na mag bubuwis ng buhay para sa akin. Sa gayong paraan maaring matutunan nila kung paanao ako ibiigan ng tama.


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Wala nga palang Tayo

Aking bibigkasin
Mga salitang matagal ko ng nais sambitin
Atensyon mo' kukuhanin
Ngunit hinding hindi ka pipilitin

Puso'y patuloy sa pag aalinlangan
Hiling ko sana'y lugar ko sa iyong puso'y aking malaman
Nang sa gayon matigil ang aking kahibangan
Na ang salitang TAYO ay malabo pa sa walang hanggan

Bago ako mag wakas
Ang pag asang maging tayo ay makakalas
Tatanggapin ko ng buong lakas
Pag ibig ko sayo'y maglalaho na bukas

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Her Name is the Tears of Heaven

Her name is the tears of heaven and often is the sight of her heavenly. She’s around me now, and forsooth, I pray for this moment to last endlessly. She always is, even when her absence takes place; even if in uncertainty I should believe, she’d still be around. She’s got those eyes that make me question the stars and their ability to shine. I find it funny how an ordinary girl can be a subject to an extraordinarily intense passion. From her name to her every aspect, she has become my world, and now she’s my all- my life, my death, my best, one who brings me my worst, my most, my least, my loss, my gain, my reward, my punishment, my shine, and most of all, my rain.  

Here’s the catch. Even though I interpret her fairness as a poet who decodes the enigma of his heart, no praise may be devised to truly define her beauty, and as long as my words and acts do not realize her real pulchritude, she won’t be mine. God only knows what happens next, but hey, what happens next, happens next. Yet, the unsure truth about tomorrow shall not discourage any lover, as I, to love his love. Wise men say that the world belongs to a patient man. Let pass the times, for they will anyway. The only duty that I am to fulfill is the duty of reminding her how much I cherish her in her flaws and faults, and therefore she must not be afraid because my love is real. I won’t frown upon her defects, nor will I take note of the errors of her whole being. I dear her as she is. Always.

I’ve decided to tell of her for my first entry so if I won’t be given my chance, perhaps this might be. Let this reach what my flesh substance cannot. Any move that I have thought of, I have given a rain check.  Anyway, to the eyes that read, can I tell you a secret? Soon enough, I will take steps. I will court her in all my glory. I will tell her how much I love her every single day. I will wait on her. Until her wounds heal. Until she’s ready again. And maybe one morning, I would wake up to her voice saying, “I’m home, at last.” 

(Photo Credit: Rainrose Fernandez) 

Acceptance

Life and death. What is life and what is death? Why people live if they will die in the end? Why do people wants to live while the other wants to die? Why people who doesn’t deserve to live they are the one who is healthy. Far from dying. I mean those person are the evil one. Those questions always come up in my mind. Is it unfair for us? Why do we need to live if we also need to die? Why? We did not ask to live but why we are living? What is the purpose for that? And why when we starting to enjoy our lives, why does it need to end so fast?

Life is so unfair. I want to live. I want to live as long as my grandparents did. I want to live the same what they experienced. I want to live and enjoy happiness in life. But I think this will not happening. I will not experience those things. I will not enjoy my life to its fullest.

I am Ella and it was August 19, last year, when I diagnosed a malignant brain tumor. A malignant brain tumor is a cancerous type of tumor. It is a fast growing cancer that spreads to the other areas of the brain and spine. And the chances of living at least a year is 40%. Imagined my feelings when I heard that I have tumor. I feel like I was the most unlucky person living. Why does it have to be me? I never imagined that, this would happen to me.

I was happy that day. I was celebrating my birthday. My dad was back from Saudi, he is an OFW, and he came back just to celebrate my birthday here. It feels like a first time to me to have a complete family. I feel ecstatic. I was filled with joy. All things that surround me are happiness.

Then all of a sudden, I feel dizzy, my vision was blur and in just a minute I passed out. The next thing I knew is me, in an unfamiliar white room, lying in bed. I asked my family what happened to me and they said I passed out and they immediately bring me here in the hospital. Actually, I always experience a severe headache and vomiting. Maybe because I was lack in sleep the fast few days. I was preparing for my examination. Maybe that is the reason. But I was wrong. Very wrong. Its not because of it, it’s because of the tumor. A tumor in my cerebellum.

I couldn’t accept it. I was too young for that. I want to be with my family. I have plans for my future. I want to achieve my dreams. I want to finish my study, have a happy family and to live longer. I always ask questions to myself, why me? Do I deserve to experience this kind of situation? Did I do anything wrong and this is my punishment? As far as I can remember, I am always kind to everyone. I am a good daughter to my parents and a good sister to my siblings. I am achiever. I always have a high grades. And I even go to church every Sundays, but I guess that was not enough. Maybe God has a plan for me. Maybe this tumor of mine has a purpose and I need to accept that.

Maybe I should really accept it. That I will not live any longer. Maybe, my mission in this world is finished. It hurts but I really need to accept it. I am happy at least I live here for a long time. At least I experienced to be happy. If god will give me another chance to live longer, I would be really happy but if this is my time to leave this world I would be happy too. Because, acceptance is really the key for you to be happy.

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The Two Woman in the life of the Novelist
There is a man from Laguna who has the charm in everything. He is short in height but definitely tallest among all when it comes to intelligence. He mastered 22 language of different countries around the world. He is also a doctor and a novelist. This man known for his spectacular smartness but he became fool when he fell in love. He fought against bandits which the aim is to steal the freedom of the woman he first loved. No wonder why everyone wants to get the freedom of that woman it is because of its outstanding beauty. Bandits use rifles and ammo forcibly to get the woman. But the man refused, he use pen and ink over rifles and ammo. He believes that diplomacy must supreme over violence at all time. He wrote novels to inspire everyone about his love for that woman. He chooses to dedicate his life to set the woman he love free. There were times that sickness tries to prevent him to continue his writings for that woman, but his love is wonderful. It serves as a fuel for his dangerous journey with that woman. But he discovered that although they love each other they can never bring their love on the altar. And that thing change everything, the man turns it back on that woman. He set aside all of his heroic act to be with another woman which he can bring on the altar. He signed a document named retraction, to void all his works and beliefs for the first woman he loved. But no one knows if he also removes his love for that woman. One thing is sure he fell in love with another woman, name Josephine bracken and they become married.  He chooses it over the first woman he love which is his country, the Philippines. But his greatness will never be impaired by just a simple document and no one can ever question his love for the country because he died for it. And that is the love story of Gat. Rizal. 

How does it feel to be in heaven?

Is there a place behind the sky?

A place where we can fly?

A place where hunger is a lie?

A place where everything is right?

Did I hear it clear?
A place where no fear?
A place where only joy is the reason of tears?
I wonder if that place is near

Can I go there?
Is there anyone who will care?
Would you miss me if I dare?
A place where everything and everyone is fair

How does it feel to be in heaven?

                                                              (PEXEL Photography)