Saturday, March 19, 2005

in search

Finding myself in a middle of a maze,
Puzzled uncertain and desolate
I reach out for help
I cry for answers
I search for meaning

Busily I am unable to see,
The truth wandering over,
The friendship torn apart,
The reality of it all,
The betrayal and wandering of souls

One word changed it all
One mistake kept me lost
One challenge made me hesitant
One person made me whole
One day I will have it all

Come to think of it,
The burden rests not on me
The maze is but a fickle imagination,
That visits every now and then
Those who make me seek,
Are those who are in reality, lost

For as you live in a world of bliss,
when you sleep, there is uncertainty,
If you will wake from a dream,
Or from a nightmare;
A hole you dug yourself in too deep

Thursday, March 17, 2005

hindi ko alam

Hinagpis ng pagluha
Kabigatang hindi maintindiham
Inis na hanggang ngayo'y nararamdaman
Ng isang pusong basta na lang iniwanan

Walang pasabi man lang
Biglang ibang landas na ang kinuhanan
Hindi na muling itinahak
Ang kalsadang parating dinadaanan

Parang tinalikuran na lamang
Ng Hudas na walang pakialam
Wala man lang kinikilingan
At walang iniisip man lang

Hindi na siguro maipapawi
Ang tadyak na nadama ko
Sa bawat pagsulong sa baha
Nadarama ko parin ang pagluha

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Mistulan Nang Nawawala

Hirap na sa paghuhula
Dinadala lang ng pasensya
Naghahanap ng kasagutan
Namumuhay sa pangarap
Ngumingiti sa mga alaala
Nagdadalamhati sa nadarama
Hinahanap ang kasiyahan
Sa lugar na hindi kaniya

Hindi kailanman naanyayaan
Ng kamahalan at karangyaan
At patuloy na inaasa ang inaasam
Sa hindi naman nakakakita
Habang patuloy na idinidikta
Ang mga naisususlat na tula
Sa hindi naman makaunawa

Hindi humihingi
Naghahanap lamang
Ng kaunting pagtutulak
At pagpapaalala
Kung ang ginagawa'y mali na
O kung may tatahakin pang pag-asa

Monday, March 14, 2005

A Bird's Eye View

Love moves indistinctively
With no reprise and with no warning
It encompasses the whole heart
And leads the mind into choosing
It leads to inspiration and passion
It creates a pseudo truth in a world full of lies
It sugarcoats the darkness and blinds the unkind


It is a bittersweet experience
And a teaching of truth
It is forever a mystery
Where blindness in not necessarily a burden
It is a formation of one from two
A collection of reality
And a formation of value and what matters most

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Un...

There is a side of me that lingers in your presence
Aand a side of me that hides from your eyes,
Unseen, unfelt, uncared-for...

With slashes of a burning knife and stabs from darts,
I am uncherished, unthought-of, unknown...
In treacherous waters i choose to dive
Where there is uncertainty, unawareness, unlove...
When will i be saved from the unjust, unhappy, uninspired?