Space in Between – gat3keeper

and then again,
i hear your name

too much pain, i remember
and sadness resonates

in my life,
darkness engulfs me

and silence
became my favorite song

in this open space
we call, agony…

Stronger than desire – Sad One

The woman of my dreams.

I saw her once in a mid summer’s kiss
She moved within the constellations
Her hair falls beautifully in her face,
And her skin glowed like a thousand myriad stars.

When she smiles
I see happiness in her eyes
And yet the deep silent sadness
Waters though the sparks that made them
All mysteriously captivating,

At night
I see her more often than I should
When all the worlds descend to rest
Thoughts of bliss, love and hope falls to a play

Like a lonely melody
Coursing through a tune of dreams
I make her mine
For a moment there
The world seems to be fair

But like songs of all forbidden,
Love is stronger than desire

In this love I befall a prey
For she will not know,
The manner of each word
The sense of every smile
The ardor for every stolen touch
Thus every moment I steal to catch her eyes
Will all be kept within the confides of my soul…

The woman of my dreams.

I saw her once in a mid summer’s kiss
She moved with grace and opulence
Her hair falls beautifully like autumn,
And her skin glowed like a thousand myriad stars..

Kuwarenta Pesos

Kahapon…

Pagod akong dumating ng bahay. At dumiretso ako kaagad sa kusina para kumuha ng tubig. Mainit eh, uhaw na uhaw ako.

May napansin akong isang lalake sa labas ng gate namin. Tinatawag ang nanay ko.

Paglabas ko, nakita ko na kasama niya yung anak niyang babae na tila ba mawawalan na ng malay.

May tinig na pumasok sa aking tenga, “Andyan ba nanay mo? hihiram sana ako ng kuwarenta pesos, pamasahe para madala ko yung anak ko sa hospital….”

Puta! napabulong ako… kuwarenta pesos wala ka? Pero sa totoo.. naawa ako… at bigla kong naisip, kung wala siya pamasahe, pano niya mababayaran yung hospital?

Tinawag ko ang nanay ko. At siya ang kumausap. Habang ako naman eh pumasok na sa aking kuwarto para magpahinga.

Sa paglapat ng likod ko sa aking kama. Naisip ko tuloy, may mga tao talagang swerte, at meron rin malas. Maaring ako eh nasa gitna. Swerte dahil ndi ako tulad niya. Malas dahil hindi ako kasing guwapo ni Aga Muhlac (tama ba spelling) o Jerico Rosales.

Hehehe… we all laugh really. But the thing is, we often misunderstood things. More often, ang dami natin reklamo. Naisip ko lang… kaya ko mag kape ng 160 ang halaga. Samantalang meron palang iba na sa halagang kuwarenta pesos, buhay na ang nakataya….