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Writer, reader, dancer, musician and a lover of all things. I'm a student from the University of Santo Tomas. Currently 18 years old. What you'll read here are my original poems and some write ups. Anything that comes into my mind actually but mostly you'll see poems. Feel free to put in some comments after each post I make. But I reserve the right to remove comments if they are inappropriate. The use of the texts and images I put up in this blog is not permitted without my approval.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

So Much More

Don't go on
wasting life.

Life is so much more
than what it was meant for.
Life is so much more
than booze,
than parties,
than fights,
than suffering,
than crying,
than washing ashore.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Your Absence

Without you
life would go on.
The birds will fly,
songs will be sung,
cars will pass me by,
darting eyes will be shun.

Hairs would turn gray,
Time will pass
and I will watch all the while.

Children will still play,
people will continue to live.

But without you
I will surely die.
I'll suffer life,
suffer each breath
in the darkness
of your absence.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Fall Again

I've been bent
I've been broken.
I've been everything but heaven-sent.
I've been dumb
I've been selfish
I've been nothing but numb
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
For every wrong act,
for everything I lack.
I've been blind
I've been stupid.
I don't want to be left behind.
Because of my incompetence.
Because of my hypocricy.
I'll get up form this mess.
And make you fall again.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011


I am ready to be ugly.
I am ready to wrinkle.
I am ready to rot.
I am ready to wither.
But after all, I will never be forgot.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

I Want To Be

I want to be
what the world chooses not to be.
I want to be the difference.
I want the change.
I want to live the hard life,
I want to be called strange.
I want to be unusual.
I want to be more,
I want to be discontented.
I want to be reinvented.
I’ll be what everyone can’t be,
or does not want to be.
I’ll be the loser.
I want to be unfamiliar.
I want to be the odd one out.
I don’t want to be perfect.
I want to be worth it.
Worth everything the world is not.

Friday, June 17, 2011

This Is..

This is for the weak,
this is for the poor.
This is for the hurting.
This is for the people,
who have been left wanting
and needing.

For those whose thirsts have not been quenched.
For the betrayed,
for the enslaved,
by smaller things than life.

Whatever fight you face,
whatever pain you can't seem to escape,
don't let it win.
Lift your head up,
and let your life begin.

Life is a race.
It seems too long to live
and yet it goes by too fast.
Every step,
every gasp for air,
will get you there.
To the place
that has been promised to you.

This is the time to cry.
This is the time to laugh.
This is the time to be new,
the time to forgive,
and be forgiven.

Friday, June 10, 2011


This love
this feeling
it lives
and it breathes.
It speaks
words we cannot hear,
words that don't exist.

It is in between the lines
that you would find my love.
Between and in the thoughts
only you could see.

It is this
that defines love.
It is in the words
we never have to say.
It is in this cold night
that time would begin to slow down into a stop.

And we'll live in every minute
of every moment.
In every ticking second.
In every breath taken.

People hope,
people dream,
but all i know
is that you already take me there.
All I know is reality.
You are what hopes and dreams are.
You are bigger
than endless words of love.

This is where I lie,
here is my place.

I look to the skies
for words divine.
But what i see
are endless lines.
This is love.
spelled between the letters of your own name.