bersikulo:

Memories of falling apart
separating the happiness
and sadness of all feelings

Left alone and injured hardly
suffering from heart ache
that will never be cured

Sa una mong pagtapak sa disyerto ng kasamaan
Wala kang kalaban laban sa kahit sino man
Isa ka bang mandirigma? Bakit wala kang espada?
Bakit hindi mo suot ang baluti na niyari ko?
Bakit takot kang kumitil ng buhay ng kalaban mo?

Hindi lang naman espada ang lalapastangan sa iyo
Hindi lang baluti ang kayang prumotekta sa katawan mo
Hindi buhay ang kapalit upang tagumpay ay makamtan
Ang tapang mo ay di nasusukat sa tikas ng iyong katawan
Ang digmaan na ito ay puso sa puso, hindi buhay sa buhay

Paano nga ba susupilin ang nananalaytay na kasamaan?
Tapang muna ay dapat mamuo sa iyong pagkatao
Tibay ng loob dapat maghari sa buo mong pagkatao
Takot ng tulad mo ay dapat ng alisin, tapang ay pairalin
Mandirigma na walang takot sa sino man ang kakalaban

Maliit na katawan, ngunit tunay na matapang ang kalooban
Mahina ang suntok, ngunit malakas ang pwersa ng kagustuhan
Maamo ang mukha, ngunit galit ang tunay niyang damdamin
Mandirigma na walang patalim at panangga
Panulat at kanyang utak lamang ang kanyang dala

Shallow inclination does awaken him
Dumb apparition was separated away
Living portraiture is nowhere to be found
Searching for the real soul of this man
The half-alive shaft that has his pride

Cruelty plays with his dumbness
Changed the way of his madness
Saved the life of his apparition
Forgiven the lies he committed
Separated the soul from its body

Before the sand runs through the hourglass
Soul must find his path to his own shaft
Feel the vibes of the den where you resides
Lose the separation, seek your concentration
Come and see again the light for your oblation

Eyes suddenly felt alive and keep it open
The return of the breathing
Welcoming of the soul to his body
Beginning a change for a new hope
Bringing back to life his dream and inclination

bersikulo:

I.

As the darkness of the clouds arise
The sense come along the breeze
Feeling alone and no one to be with

Feeling lonely and no one to hold on
The emptiness creeps his mind all over
Guilt wraps the aura of his within

Melancholic music winds against —
his head and continue to suffocate
Tried to keep still and alive, breathing

Hastily fall into the braided selflessness
Until the eyes started to weep and cry
Lonesomeness ceased his breathing

Escaped the miserable life of a man
Cruelty came to an sorrowful end
Thought that it would be a beginning

After imagery ran through his mind
Brighter beginning is just a dream
Shattering spirits above the skies

II.

Every cloud has a silver lining
Never surrender whatever the feeling
Open your eyes and start a new beginning

You are never alone, someone is always there
Absorbing the love and receiving the grace
Never lose hope, just accept the faith

A glowing light hits his lovely face —
The light that made him realize everything
Trying to inspire and revive his real identity

The true him, a man with no fear;
Very passionate and so much enlightened
He is now alive and ready to face tomorrow

He left the world of miseries and sorrow 
He recklessly welcomed the change
Dispersed the scars of yesterday

Founding a hidden desire in his heart
Giving him the best decision of his life
Living to make a better future

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Words by Michael Rowie Valencia (Part I) (bersikulo)
Words by John Bernand Batadlan (Part II) 

verbosecity:

Squeeze my entire body using your punctuations, stab my left chest using your knife filled with stories that were never been told. Peel my skin ceaselessly under the dark shades of this cloudy skies with your abbreviations. Crash my bones into tiny pieces and bury them inside a box piled with dark secrets of yours. Burn my soul as you write down all those little prejudices of mine beneath my feet, and leave my body along the sidewalk with my foot dangling on the other side of the street.

Bring me back to life once again using your words.

Write it all down. Write down everything. Write those tiny pieces of me that you have crashed a year ago. Reveal my whole body to everyone with your words. Let them imagine a world wherein a left chest of a young girl was stab with a knife but blood didn’t ooze out. Instead, ink splattered all over her upper torso, ink was streaming down through her abdomen.

Tell them about her. Tell them why she was found along the sidewalk with her body sprawled all over the place and her foot dangling on the other side.

Yes, I want you to write about me.

I was once a victim of your words. It killed me sweetly yet pain touches every inch of my body killing me slowly leaving nothing but an ink splattered all over.

People come and go.

There are times that they will stay longer than they did last time. But sometimes, they aren’t staying long enough for you to be happy. Letting you to expect things that will make you happy. But in the end your assumptions and expectations will never come in reality.

Some would stay, some would leave.

There were people that were true to themselves, felt happiness when they’re staying with you. Making them to stay forever with you. Wouldn’t leave you eventually but stay by your side and watch you as you smile. While staying with that person forever, you will also be happy forever. No expectations, no assumptions, just reality.

Regardless of how long or short people would stay, you could be happy. Just do things that will make the both of you happy and time could not manipulate the things you do, you will be infinite.

I once felt happiness when we’re still together. But after all we’ve been through, it wasn’t good. The joy I felt fall apart. The jar that full of hearts became an empty jar. Emotions became emptiness.

One last conversation we had. That little talk changes everything. 

I was afraid of life when you leave me. Afraid of loving people. The old love and feelings that I have for you vanished. Just a snap, you told me you’re leaving, with no further explanation. You leave me alone, broken.

But why? Why is it so complicated? Life, it is.

Sa mundong ating kinatatayuan
Marami tayong hindi nalalaman
Sikreto hanggang kababalaghan
Lahat ay ikinukubli ng panahon
Kapangyarihan ay nangingibabaw
Pera ang sinusundan ng tao
Tao ang sumusunod sa pera
Mag-ingat ka, marami ang malakas
Umiwas ka sa dadaanan ng matitigas
Baka ka masagasaan ng pison 

When I look into the sky, staring at the stars, I realize things up. Knowing what to regret and what to expect. But as the moonlight started to show up and the cold breeze touched my skin, my mind realizes more fact. More things that I did, which proves that my life is full of regrets. That sometimes I need to spend more time on thinking on what to do than doing it. I easily get inlove with the wrong person at the wrong time. 

My realization teaches me a lesson: That I must not be easily attached to such person. I must be tough on making such decisions. And never rush things up especially relationships, think first before making such actions. Always remember that there’s right time for everything. That lesson is a lesson never learned.

Pagkakakilanlan na pilit itinatago
Bayong na sa mukha ko’y nakabalot
Katangian na kailanman ay matatakpan
Kung sino man ako ay di na mahalaga

Ang motibo ng aking mga letra
Ilabas ang hangarin na nais aminin
Tanging panulat at papel, kubli sa palad
Instrumento sa aking apisyon

Lumikha ng aking mga kathain
Palalimin ang tunay na damdamin
Tiyak na magpapalaya sa akin;
Ituring mong makatang hibang