Under the Microscope

With light directed and concentrated on me
I tried to move out of the slide very weakly
But as a minute object under scrutiny
Escaping the vast glass would take eternity

The glass heavens above is covered usually
By eyes of the storm that see good in nobody
Endless, thunderous jeers can be heard vividly
Violent, gusty blows riddled with mockery

On the verge of losing hope, I paused and looked up
I knelt, I prayed for all these agonies to stop
Suddenly, a greater light was focused on me
So great, yet so gentle, that it made me feel free

The glass heavens collapsed, a bright sky was revealed
Love, faith, hope and forgiveness, in me was instilled
Because of shame, awe, but most of all, joy, I cried
Before me is The One who, for everyone, died

I woke up with warm tears still rolling down my face
And with my heart filled with His overwhelming grace
Under the microscope, forever we won’t be
But He, will stay with us, for all eternity

August 23, 2010

I. HATE. YOU.

I.
The ninth letter of the English alphabet
Pronoun, first person, pertaining to the self or ego
Derived from the Old English word “ic”, Noah Webster says
The symbol for moment of inertia - oh, in Physics I’m a mess
“I” can not stand alone, grammatically speaking
Yet I, always am alone, isn’t that boring?
It’s just I, there’s no more “us”, there’s no more “we”
It’s just I, who’s in pain, can not you see?
And I, will never matter to you, for it’s just I
I hate you.

HATE.
A noun
Intensely hostile aversion, compounded of anger and fear
Etymologically, from the words “hatian” and “hete”
Hate is the word the word love would love to hate
But for me, simply the summary of what I feel for you
Before, I hated myself for the times I’m starting to hate you
Then I hated myself for not hating you from the very start
Now, I hate myself for I can’t stop hating you
But why hate myself, if I could just hate you?
I hate you.

YOU.
Pronoun, second person, singular and plural
Defined as “to whom one is speaking”
Derived from the Old English word “ēow”
Webster says so little about you so I’ll add my piece too
It’s always you, never me
It’s always you and your face so pretty
You make my blood pressure go up, my defenses crumble down
You will never be mine because for you, it’s not just me
There’s always “us”, there’s always “we”
I hate you.

August 20, 2010

In Our Orchard

(inspired by In the Orchard of Muriel Stuart)
areljiar & waydiem


Girl:
I thought that night I saw love in your eyes
But now it turned out you’re as cold as ice
Please tell me that what you said is untrue
Or else I will be doomed, forever blue.

Boy:
Oh girl I never said that I love you
Though that night you stood out, yes it is true
When Ceres shone and let you lead the show
Who would not be seduced by one aglow?

Girl:
I know that boys forever will be boys
And you can’t help but see us girls as toys
That you are not like them, I did assume
I pictured me and you as bride and groom.

Boy:
Sometimes it’s good to have someone to hold
To love and promise things never been told
But girl it is not love I feel for you
Let’s now part ways and bid our last adieu.

3rd year, 2nd Semester (Creative Writing)

P.U.P. (Paaralang Uber Pinagpala)

P.U.P., P.U.P., aming Sintang Paaralan
Kung saan upuan at mesa’y nagliliparan
Antigong pasilidad, aktibong aktibismo,
Yun na ba ang kabuuan, ang lahat-lahat sa ‘yo?

Pag-eksena mo sa You Tube, hits ay libo libo
Sa world wide trending sa Twitter, pang-numero uno
Parang promo, “But wait, there’s more” trivias tungkol sa ‘yo
Isa-isahin natin ang laman ng profile mo.

Sa PUPCET Application kailangan ng tibay
Sa haba ng pila, pasok sa Guinness, pamatay
Dose pesos kada yunit, for the Madlang Pipol
Edukasyong de kalidad, matindi kang sampol.

High school seniors na pumasa sa entrance exam mo
Sinanay sa ingay na hangad ay pagbabago
Kaliwa’t kanang daing, ang ilan ay pasigaw
Wa-epek sa iskolars na sa dunong ay uhaw.

Sa kabila ng mga pula’t batikos sa ‘yo
Kasing tibay ka ni Ted na half-marmol, half-tao
Sa seatworks mo pa lang, nosebleed na ang mga Conyo
What more when they hear your manong guards na ingglisero?

At mga bahagi mo’y hindi lang kontrobersyal
Sapagakat ang karamihan ay ubod ng mahal
Kung ‘di dahil na rin sa katangian ng ilan
Na sadya namang karapat-dapat pag-usapan.

Imbakan mo ng tubig na wirdo ang disenyo
‘Di maiwasang magtanong, “Yun ba ay U.F.O.?”
Iyong infamous lagoon, hindi rin papahuli
Tambayan ng marami, kakulay man ng green tea.

Tinitipid ka raw sabi ng nakararami
Denial mode ka agad, mabilis na tumanggi
Pruweba mo sa lahat ang yong pagpapaganda
Nakuha mo ngang gayahin ang Great Wall of China.

At kung fashion statement naman ang pag-uusapan
Magpapahuli ba d’yan ang mga PUPian?
Rakista, Yuppie, pang-kulto, crossdressers ay meron
Animé, hip-hop, casual, Emo, pati Jejemon.


Salat ka man sa maraming pangangailangan
Sa dami ba naman ng sa ‘yo ay nananahan
Kung sa Facebook Like kita, sa Twitter I am a fan
UNO sa classcard ng bawat Iskolar ng Bayan.

‘Di umano’y dumaranas ng discrimination
Kapag sa ‘yo ginugol ang college education
What the… pakialam namin, for us you are the best
Be it public or private, you’re a cut above the rest.

Pasasaan ba at magkikita tayong muli
Ikaw na “King of All Media”, sa balita’y suki
Sa ‘yo ay nagpupugay bawat Isko at Iska
Salamat sa mga taong kami’y kinalinga.

August 16, 2010