Wednesday, March 21, 2012

My shinning Star

Down under this grief, there was you

I close my eyes and tear fell, but then I smile and whip it

because I know there was you…


Up there in the sky…

Searching for and waiting to die

Maybe in heaven we could collide

Or if we have chance we could escape from this lie

happiness, you and I


I drag down my knees playing skateboard

I roll in the ground and see that this is my world

Then I see you up there, guiding me

Smiling and saying hey this is me

I'm watching you, please do things carefully

and I will just smile back, sure! and I will wait you patiently.


When dark conquer the sun

I just look up in the sky and have some fun

There sitting or walking in the crowd

Waiting for my star to be found.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Korporasyong Selda: Kulungan ng Malayang Utak

Sa malamig na opisina
Sa magulong la mesa
Sa tuloy tuloy na daloy ng pera
Nagmimistulan ka ng makinarya

Saradong kaisipan
walang mapaglagyan
Mapanlait na kamalayan
katumbas ay iyong kamatayan

Tinig ang nanliliit
tila bumubulong nalang ang hirit
Kahapon ideyang galit na galit
Ngayon ni isa walang masambit

Nakulong ka na! bobo ka ba?
Asan ang iyong pag-asa
Dahil ba sa tuloy tuloy na pera
Hinahayan mong hilahin ka ng bulok na sistema.



Friday, February 17, 2012

music to cover up

music to cover up


Amanda is a 30 year old woman. By day she is a clerk in an unfamiliar company named Not Your Business Corporation and by night she is a snatcher.


She always wear music, headset in her head' in work, in home, walking, eating. When watching tv she make sure the volume is loud. When sleeping she make sure the radio is on, when bathing she make sure her cellphone plays music. She make sure there is always sounds that she can hear.

Years goes by, she met her husband have 3 kids and get the life she wanted. Then one day, she's driving home with her daughter. Usual there is music in the background playing and the girl turn the music off. Amanda look at her daughter, ask why?? Then the daughter also asked why mom???

Amanda replied, why mom?? What?… Then the daughter look at her wondering and asked "why you always have music, you make sure you hear something, you act different when there is no sounds, as if you will die if you wont hear anything for a second??? Mom why???


Then Amanda take a deep breath, and tell the truth to her daughter.


First of all, I would like you to know this is a secret and don't ever freak out for whatever you will find out.

I do it for a purpose, I make sure there is sounds or music playing so I could divert my ears and mind.

If I let my mind and ear in peace and quiet rule my life… there could enter and scream on me.


The daughter won't understand her…


So she told the history.


I was a little girl like you when I started to hear things, scream and conversations. I thought it was normal or maybe I was just hallucinating or maybe I had too much creativity in my mind. But as time past by, my hearing problem is getting serious. At night when I'm about to sleep and close my eyes, I could hear in my head voices calling my name, saying something that I don't really understand. I could hear conversations of people that I don't even know. There are times I could hear creepy sounds of people like they are dying or in pain. At first I was so curious so I just closed my eyes and find where the voices came from then I was surprised to see those people. I can see what they're doing, the places and amazingly I could communicate with them and join with their conversation.. Then to realized that it weird so I just open my eyes so I could get out of there. It may sounds fun because you know its I weird and a little bit of crazy if you will share the experience with other people. Then from then it became regular specially at night when Im about to sleep and the house is quiet. But I was scared when I can hear different voices, and scary faces.. That was the time that I decided to not sleep and close my eyes because I'm afraid to see them. They said I should pray at night, it may be a gift or curst and God is the only one who could help me.


So I pray…. I was praying and then there they go again… screaming in my brain and ear… distracting me. I'm about to cry and just concentrate for my prayers. Then I open my eyes and scream "stoop it!! Let me pray first!!!!!" then they stop..and I continue praying.. Though there are voices still trying to distract me… I resist. There are times that I can entertain them, they're asking me things..and favors. Like I was a ghost whisperer… I just do it when I know the people they wan me to talk for them. But there are times that I don't really know them and the people they want me to talk.. they give names… and scenery but I don't really understand….


The daughter asked, who are they Mom? And why You?


Amanda answered, "I really don't know who they are, I don't know if they are ghost or souls or demon.." And I don't know why me???


Now…try to understand why there are always music playing around mom. Because mommy do not want to hear them at all. Mommy wanted a normal life.



Amanda continued her life, looking normally. Then she died at the age of 100. In her wake funeral, the daughter still make sure there is music playing beside her coffin. Her brother asked her, "Why you're playing music in Mom's coffin?" The daughter told the whole story, but her brother don't believe in her. He scream, Mom is dead she had no brain at all she cant hear anything at all she cant see at all, so stop this stupidity!!!!!! The brother put away the music and left the coffin in quiet.


The daughter just look at her mom inside the coffin, and she was shocked when she see her mom shedding tears… her eyes are moving but still closed and her fingers is moving like in pain. She call her brother to see what is happening. Then they put the music on again and they put the music player inside the coffin. Then her mom weird act stop.


After the burial, Amanda's grand daughter came over with her mom (the daughter of Amanda who knew the story).


Mama, I saw granny in the funeral. She was in pain…she's crying in the corner, running around you with Uncle. Like she was trying to say something…


"Did you talk with Granny??"


The little girl smile and said yes.


"What id she say to you:


She said, help her, put the music on again because there are souls running after her…


"Did you see them??"


Yes, they are like thousands of souls running after granny. Then when you put the music back they disappear and let go granny in peace.


"ahhh thats good…"



Then the girl look at her Mom in a sad face.


"Why??? Why your sad? Granny is in peace now… those souls let her go now.."


The girl whisper.." But mom, they're still here."


"where?"


In your back mom, they want me to hear them… what should I Do???




Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Ang buhay ng isang artist

Artist - isang taong talentado. Buhay ay musika, pag-guhit at pinta, pagsayaw, pagsusulat, paglikha ng kakaibang bagay, sa madaling salita lumikha ng isang sining.

Sabi ng magulang ko nung bata ako, ang pagkahilig sa art ay isa lamang libangan, wala raw kapatutunguhan. Pero sumagot ako ng pabalang "eh eto po gusto kong gawin tay eh... magdrawing." at napalo ako ni tatay.

Naalala ko din nung bata kami, araw ng patay. Nagkikita kita kami ng mga pinsan ko, syempre kwentuhang bata tanungan tanga lang. At napagusapan ang mga pangarap natrabaho paglaki. Kanya kanyang dali, may doctor, teacher, nurse, piloto blah blah...at nung pagkakataon ko na, walang alinlangan sinabi kong gusto kong maging pintor. Pinagtawanan nila ako... "anu daw? pintor??? pintor ng bahay???."

At nuon pa lamang akin ng napagtanto... di siguro normal ang aking ambisyon.
Mahirap ba ang maging artist? o isa lang malaking joke?

Hangang dumami ang hininga, sumikip ang lupa at naging madumi ang hangin
Ako ay nanindigan pa din.
Umani ng parangal... nakilala sa pagiging hangal.
Nandigan na ang talento ang magdadala sa akin sa lugar ng tagumpay.
Mapagkamalan man alien minsan, wala akong pake alam
Kung weird ako mas weird sila.
Utak at kamay, sabay kumakaway.

Kaya pagkatapos ng mahabang panahon ng paninindigan...
Ito ako isang "artist" sa isang kumpanya.
Mag aalas dose na... lumalagare pa.
Kanina lamang gusto ko ng ipukpok ang aking ulo sa aking mesa...
Bakit ganito ang aking trabaho... tila ako ay naabuso.
Ito ba ang pangarap ko... maging alila ng ibang tao?
Hindi ko naman hinahangad ang malaking pera
pero hinangad ko lang din sana di ako inaabuso nila
di ipinapahiya at kinukutya.
Hangang ngayon ginagawang katawa tawa
Di man ako maging katulad nila...
pero tang ina
isang araw kayo ay titingala...

dalawa lang...

Mayaman ako at sikat na mapagkumbaba
o ako ay patay na...


huli kayo pa din ay titingala.

at eto ang buhay ng isang artist sa mundo ng kumpanya.



Saturday, February 4, 2012

Liham na walang nagmamay ari

Ang araw ay palubog, ako eto naghihintay mauntog.

Kinakain ng dilaw na bilog

Tulala sa namumulang kalangitan

Umaasang isang araw ako ay mababahagian

Ng munting sasakyan

Patungo sa kaligayahan


Sa araw-araw na pagtangis

Buhay ko ay bumabangis

Pera ay winawalis

Ngunit laway ko ay napapanis


Kaydami kong nais ikwento

Kung anu nangyari sakin maghapon

At matanong kung anu ba ang ganto ganto

Ngunit ako ay magisa na nakakahon


Maraming bibig

Ngunit puno na ng tubig

Sa dami nila walang ni isa ang gustong makinig

Para akong halaman na humihingi ng konting dilig


Kaya sa hangin at bituin

ako ay laging nanalangin

sana isang araw ako rin ay paligayahin

makita ang taong ako ay handang ibigin

Kahit ako ay tagihawatin

Kahit ako ay dapain

Kahit ako ay sablayin

Kahit ako ay bulyawin

Ako naman ay matiisin


Sa twina ako ay nangangarap

Ikaw at ako magkasama sa alapaap

Ngite mong masarap

bawat segundo ay nilalasap


Hawak kamay, parehong mahaba ang galamay

Sa mga bata at bahag hari ay kumakaway

Eto kaming dalawa di na maghihiwalay

Kahit daanan ng bagyo at away


Alam mo ang totoong pagmamahal

Di mo pinagaralan sa ibang kawal

Alam mo ang tama at bawal

At dahil dun lalo kitang minamahal


Di ka takot maging masama sa paningin ng iba

Pagkat tanggap mo na ikaw ay katulad ko lang din na tatanga tanga

DI ka magsisinungaling sa akin kahit aking ikagagalit

Pagkat naniniwala ka na ang pag ibig ay di nawawaglit

Mas tamang maging tapat

kesa itago lahat ng peklat


Kung tayo man ay mag-away

Tayo y magkaakap pa din na hihimlay

Ang kapatawaran ang magbibigay buhay

Sa gabing tumatamlay


Pag gising sa umaga

Mukang mo ang makikita

Wala akong masasabi kung "kay ganda"

Ngite mo pala nakakagising na.


Sa maghapong trabaho

Ikaw ang nagpapatakbo

Uuwi agad sa bahay kahit humahapo

Matikman lang ang luto

Kahit ito ay simple laman na prito.


Nakakatuwang isipin lahat ng pangyayari

Ngunit ako ay nararapat lang bumalik sa dati

Eto ako, mag isang ngumingiti

Sa isang liham na walang nagmamay ari.




Friday, February 3, 2012

Pagsigaw oi pwede ka bang gumalaw?

Ang tangi kong nais, ay normal at maaliwalas na pamumuhay.

Ngunit sa unang pagbuga, akala ko ako lang ay natatanga.
Maghapon nakatunganga... nakakangalay sa panga.
Ang tinig ay di kaaya aya.
hello tao ka ba?

atttt....... silensyo de pudang

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

To whom it may concern

To whom it may concern,

Its funny how I miss you yet I never met you.
I scream your screen name in the air.
In the middle of the night I stay awake, its cold but hell I care.
I listen to our music, pretending your by my side
Smiling at me and our happiness can't be hide.
Wrap your arms around me while we sway
I close my eyes... and yes reality your far away
I found myself alone, listening to love song
wishing one day you will be home
I admit, there are days a shed tears
for some guys that I thought it was you
but then in the end of the day they will just make me feel blue
Why cant be you, why there is no clue
now all I can do
is wait you patiently
cause my love for you is endlessly

Love,
Me

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Thank God I dodged the Bullet


I gave myself a chance
True Love? take a glance
I ask you to stay away
But you just smiled at me and stay
You hold my hand and we sway
I believe in you so much
I believe that you had this catch
I believe in TRUE love
You make believe WE are dove
We could spread our wings
and fly while we sing.

2 months of happiness
whipe my tears and put tenderness
I give you all my honesty
but then out of curiosity
You just cheated on me
You lie....
then I die...

Again I fuckin die.....

nice.....try......