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

A Letter From Xocoatl

Farewell, my lover, champion of pure intentions,
Who presented fairytales in wanton versions.
For me, you’re still a deity, but now of nuisance,
I fervently bid you a joyous, good riddance.

You’ve lost the sensation of being moved to tears,
You appear so fragile yet you do not have fears.
Indeed you are on your way to losing your soul,
In fabulous raiment, a presentable ghoul.

What is it you see when you look in the mirror?
Is there a bright halo above your head my dear?
Perhaps a creepy shadow lurking at your back?
Who’ll stay behind you till your clock’s last tick and tock.

But before I finally say my last adieu ,
For good times’ sake, and as always, I’ll pray for you.
May you soon recover that thing called inner voice,
The one that will guide you in making the right choice.

June 30, 2010

VerT

I am an artist, and my life is my greatest work of art
CELEBRATE the flawed one who lives a flawless life
AND though some say I am nothing but ordinary
SING my lovers, yet softly, to deafen those fools not.

MYSELF even marvels on my effect over others
AND on opportunities and opportunists that come my way
WHAT else can I do but give in and play with them
I am only human, a slave of carnal appetite.

ASSUME, but not for long, that there are no boundaries
YOU who have longed to taste even just my fingertips
SHALL do everything I ask you to do, no more, no less
ASSUME, you all should, only what I assume.

FOR monogamy will never be the name of my game
EVERY single chance, every poor soul, I will give a go
SINGLE all we are, sharing wild desires
ATOM after atom, we’re part of a vast, green chain.

BELONGING to no one, I fraternize with anyone
TO some ignominious, not normal at least
ME, I don’t care, I won’t give a damn
AS I am who I am, learn how to deal with it.

GOOD looks, great mind, but most priced, a vulgar mouth
BELONGS to me, and so will be, all those who dare play with me
TO me, life is a game, with rules that change at my will
YOU, who’ll use your heart, are destined to lose the game.

April 6, 2010

neoceno RiVer

I wish I didn’t have this crush on you.
I don’t want it anymore.
But I do.

I wish I had looked into your eyes when we were just inches
apart, our heads bowed together, our fingers almost
touching over some project I was showing you.
I wanted to kiss you then to surprise you while
you entice me with your stirring words of wisdom and gentleness.
Your thoughts connect with mine, touching my heart with
inexplicable passion.
But I didn’t.

I wish I had crawled into your lap every single time
you sat down on that stationary table
Zephyrus- I would fit so perfectly against you.
I wanted my lips to graze against your ear while I
whisper all the things I would do with you.
But I didn’t.

I wish I had pushed you up against the wall and kissed you
hard when you smiled at me
one time we caught each other climbing the stairs.
I wanted to know what it was like to have your arms around me,
even just for a minute. I wanted to
think what it would be like if you were always there for me.
But I didn’t.

I wish I gratified when
you invited me to your place.
I wanted to slip my hands under your
distinctive raiment
and feel your skin. The people around would have made us rush,
but it would not have mattered to me,
I would finally have had a chance to taste you.
But I didn’t.

I wish in a selfish way that you were mine
even just for a few moments.
But you aren’t.

Most of all, I wish I didn’t share my secret
self with you, knowing
it made no difference at all.
But I did.

finally. my first (and i hope not the last) umbilical cord to the net! achievement.

to my future "followers", sana maenjoy ninyo ang mga posts ko, be it my personal writings o simpleng produkto lamang ng copy and paste. =)

praise be to Bro!