Archive for September, 2005

Today is…

Today is an afterthought
driven like a nail on my forehead
as the last missive sent
distills silence ‘tween us

Will it ever be the same?
Who

knows

who

cares?

Addicted

Addicted

There’s opium in goodbyes

and cocaine in farewells

that keeps me craving

to come

and leave

and come

and leave.

There’s no sign on the door

that points to anything true

only winks, and waves

Yet i fool myself

into thinking they’re invites

or anything sincere.

so i enter

taking betrayal for trust

deception for truth

and lies for facts.

For there’s joy in my loneliness,

redemption in my fall

and glory in my wasting.

as i drown

in the cup of my guilt

and rejoice

in the crumbling

of my heart.

like an old broken 45

playing the same rundown song

of stupor i sleep spinning,

swimming, rising,plunging

in my cesspool of lies

only to wake up and realize

There are no true farewells,

only false hellos.

Ang kagandahan ng pagtanga

Okay lang sa akin na magmukhang

batang tatanga-tanga

pag tayo’y magkasama

iyon naman ako talaga

kuntento na akong tumahimik ngayon

at mamaya nama’y tumunganga

sa iyo at tapunan ng pagtatangi

ang lupang nilalakaran mo

okay lang magsiunat man

ang mga kulot ng utak kong sunog

ang mga kawad sa kaiisip

at katutunganga ko sa iyo

Masaya kahit alam kong

di mo dama ang daplis

ng mga salita’t timo ng palasong

itinudla ko sa buwan para sa iyo.

Sino ako para magpilit

Umasa na ibigin mo?

Hindi mo naman ako kilala,

Hindi rin kita kilala

Sa ati’y walang pising bumibigkis

Puso nati’y magkaiba ng hugis

Pag-ibig na idadambana’y dagli lang mapapanis

Dahil di mo kailanman gugustuhin

Ang kalaliman ko

At lalong di mo bibilhin

Ang kababawan ko

Magkakasya na lang akong tumanga,

Magmasid, mangarap

Kaysa mahalin mo’t itangi

.

dahil sawa na akong kiligin

sawa na akong umasa

sa mga bagay na di mangyayari

Cognitive Resonance

Cognitive Resonance

2001?

If you think I’m weird,

So be it.

If you think I’m demented,

So be it.

If you think I’m boring,

So be it.

If you think I’m stupid,

So be it.

If you think I’m brazen,

So be it

If you think I’m all of the above

Then (Good Heavens!)

So be it.

At least for a fleeting moment

I know you’re thinking of me

And that more than makes up

For all the time I’ve spent

Thinking of you.

Cantus Randomus

Cantus Randomus

3:30:02

Sweet, sweet this silence

‘tween us twines

And threads our soul

Like vintage wine.

Wine, wine of twilight

Raising low

And high to flight

Yon swaying boughs.

Boughs, boughs o’ steep

Wind-riven valleys

Sing your hymn

Of love to me

Me, me whose

Soul’s thou hast resideth

Like spring abloom:

a blush of tides.

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