Broken People

I offer these bittersweet lines
to someone special I can't call mine
whose eyes are like the stars that shine
and who never lose a smile so wide
eyes that tells a thousand stories
and graceful lips that told a million sorries
I guess broken people are drawn together
even though they are better off apart
because once they caused each others broken heart
the sad parts are the sole memories they will remember

fixing each other while one is broken
is like picking up the puzzle and a cut starts bleeding
how can one person who was torn apart
fix someone broken from the start
I guess the comfort of similarity
is a trap we all fall deeply
broken people deserves every love there is
but for the meantime, not the sweet type and cliches

Two broken people falling in love
is a disaster waiting to happen
because soon one's love will be snubbed
when the other one return
leaving the two broken people
just one miserable person
one returns to the love they lost
and the other one drowns in remorse

Fantasy

the image I have you in my mind
is the best version there could be
it's a place where I call you mine
living my fantasy freely

maybe that's why I can't pursue you
as I have constructed an elaborate fantasy
and that every time my mind flew
it becomes an alternate reality

maybe that happens to a lot of people
and pursuing is not something they are not able
that they confine the people they love
within poems, letters and songs

maybe some people are meant to be liked
but not pursued for romance
because love is more complicated
when tried and given a chance

because when you get to know them
they shatters the ideal person in your head
that through times and years ahead
cute things then are those you condemn

because people are not perfect
it's just us inlove who insist it
and the person I wished that was mine
should have been left a fantasy in my mind

Knowing you has been a pain
and I will say that over and over again
If only them I thought ahead
I should have left you inside my head

Ikaw pa rin...

Ikaw pa rin ang laman ng bawat katha
at ang bawat salita na tumutugma
sa iniaalay ko sa hangin na tula
lahat naman sila sayo nakatalaga

ikaw pa rin ang hiling
sa isang gabing madilim
sabay sa taas at langit titingin
at hiling sa unang bituin

ikaw pa rin ang iniisip
sa bawat dasal na taimtim
kahit ang mga salitang binigkas sa hangin
ay umaasa na sayo ako ay dalhin

ikaw ang nasa isip ko
sa tuwing maghuhulog ng barya sa balon
sabay pipikit
at hiling na pagmulat ko'y ikaw ay sana mapasakin

matagal tagal na pala
nung una kitang hilingin sa mga tala
ngayong lumuhod na nga sila
wala pa rin akong nagagawa

siguro kahit ikaw pa rin
ay alam kong hanggang dito lang tayo
dahil kahit anong gawin na paghiling
wala pa rin, kung di talaga tayo

kaya sa isang sulok ako magsusulat
ng mga tula at talata na sayo nakatalaga
marahil isang araw isa itong librong mabubuklat
kung saan nakaukit ang mga alaalang wala naman

Song of the person

I think every song is assigned to a person
just like how you meet one for a reason
some happy songs encourage life
while the sad and gloomy ones are not only for style

sad songs existing are more prevalent
than the happy songs you hear not so frequent
but one person in your life comes along
and suddenly, comes every love song

as if the days will never pass
for songs of love that you hope will last
and in days you feel like love is blue
comes her songs proving feelings true

every song has parts to listen
there's refrain and bridge up to ending
and when things fail the love songs then
feels like blood coming out of your ears end to end

then this person suddenly left
as if all the moments were theft
then you understand to your dismay
why are there more sad songs today

Peanut Butter

gusto kita, pero ayako maging akin ka
nakukuha mo ba? kasi nakakatakot na
makilala mo kong lubusan, at umalis ka ng kusa
kaya nga kahit gusto kita, diyan ka lang muna

wala naman kasing problema sayo
mabait ka at maalalahanin ng todo
siguro sadyang ako lang talaga
sa isang relasyon ay hindi pa handa

pasensya ka na ha, minsan na kasing naloko
ang galing nung una, ang galing din humanap ng bago
ang hirap lang magtiwala, kahit magkaiba kayong tao
dahil sa huli ako lang mag isa, ang haharap kapag iniwan mo

kaya nga takot ako magcommit
sadyang takot lang masaktan ulit
pero minsan hindi naman yung ang dahilan
sadyang mas trip ko lang makipaglandian

parang hindi pa panahon
magpapasok ng tao sa buhay ko
dahil kapag umabot na sa puntong nagkakasawaan
ay lalabas na ang samut saring dahilan

kaya ganun wala na munang personalan
hindi ko lang trip ang relasyon
pero gusto kita ha? wag mo kakalimutan
baka sadyang di pa ukol sa ngayon

Ikwento mo sakin ang araw mo

Ikwento mo sakin ang araw mo
nang sa ganon ay para kasama na rin ako
sa mahabang oras na magkalayo
gusto ko malaman anong nangyayari sayo

gusto ko malaman ano naramdaman mo ngayon
kung lumuha ka ba, umiyak o tumawa
ano kaya ang ginagawa mo sa mga simpleng pagkakataon
na ikaw lamang magisa

ikwento mo sakin kung ano ang iyong tanghalian
kung masarap ba o sa waiter nasungitan
mabilis ka bang nakasakay sa jeep kanina?
o matagal din, mabuting naglakad ka na lang pala

nalungkot ka ba kanina?
kung gayon anong sanhi nito?
kung naging masaya ka naman
ikwento mo, para parehas tayo

anuman ang naramdaman mo kaninang umaga
noong simula ng pagbangon mo sa kama
kamusta naman? nahirapan ka bang maligo?
lalo na malamig ang tubig kapag umaga ng alas otso

hindi ako lagi nasa piling mo
at dun ay nagpapasalamat ako
dahil kahit wala sa piling ng isa't isa
ay may sarili tayong mundo

basta bawat detalye ng araw mo gusto ko malaman
para maramdaman ko na nandiyan ka lamang
kahit ilang oras handa naman akong makinig
para maramdaman ko ang saya, lungkot at iyong kilig

at sana wag ka magsawa sakin magkwento
ng mga nangyayari sayo dito sa mundo
dahil ibig kong malaman kamusta ang araw mo
kahit kaibigan lang ako

A's

Autumn leaves began to fall

as my feelings for you starts to grow

 Cold as winter I had no hope

 even when spring flowers came along

 spring was nice like your smile and flowers bloom

 when you're in sight.

a garden of roses could not compare

 to this one of a kind tulip already there

then summer came and the heat was on

 like the fiery feelings I had all year long

 but even with the fire in my heart

I could not admit my feelings from the start

 then autumn came back once more

but I'm still in the place I was before days will pass

and seasons repeat but these feeling of mine, I won't admit

Ang sarap mong sulatan

Bawat sulyap sayo ay isang obrang nabubuo
sa loob ng isipan kong sa pagtakbo ay di na huminto
bawat sulyap at tingin ko sa iyo
ay parang gumaganda ka lalo
Sa bawat anggulo at sulok ng ngiti mo
ay isang magandang tula na hindi pa nabubuo

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil sa iyo
hindi ako mauubusan ng salita

ang sarap mong sulatan
dahil lahat ng iyong ginagawa
ay isang pinong sayaw

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil kahit ang boses mo
ay tila isang tinig ng musika
na ang himig ay naglalambing

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil
sa lahat ng maganda ay maaari kang ikumpara
at kahit ang simpleng bagay ikumpara sayo ay gaganda

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil sa mga ngiti at tawa
mong kahit kailan ay hindi nang insulto
mga kumukurbang labi na laging masaya
at tawa na nagaadya ng kagalakan

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil hindi ka na kailangan sulatan
sapagkat tanga lamang ang hindi makakakita ng iyong halaga
isa kang obra na higit sa kahit anong salita
o kahit anong tulang ikatha

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil ikaw ang tula na hindi ko magagawa
at ikaw ang isang bagay na higit sa isip ay makakatha
pambihira ka sa mata ng nakakilala
at pangkaraniwan sa mga matang bulag sa tunay na maganda

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil kapag ikaw ang nasa isip ko
hindi ko ramdam na nagsusulat ako o nagiisip
basta nahuhulog ang mga salita
pumorporma ng mga talata at tula

ang sarap mong sulatan dahil bago pa man kita sulatan
ay may sarili ka nang halaga na di napansin ng iba

Emotionless lovers

Forced love never worked out

every moment is a clout to the heart

the ache inside persistently throbs

as I never missed isolation this much

What started as friends, we mistook for feelings

as we tried to ignite a small kindling

but from the start I never had your heart

as it was one sided from the start

we built this love, on foundation of lies

cause you pity the look in my eyes

the love we had was false reality

as your feelings for me, are built from sympathy

there was no love in the thing we built

as it was all a product of guilt

we did not wish to disappoint one another
that's why we settled as emotionless lovers

we squeeze those feelings dry

until we are both tired to try

and when we decided to walk away

it feels like a storm waiting a sunny day