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Aling kulay sa bahaghari

Ang pinakapaborito mo?

Ihahanda ko ang palete.

Pipintahan ko ang mundo.

Saan ka ba liligaya?

Hahanapin ko.

Kay hinhin ng dagat.

Sa pagpitik ng alon,

Pabugso-bugsong lagaslas.

Napapangiti ang mga ulap,

Kakadilat lang ng araw.

Sagana ang mundo sa kulay

Sa tuwing lilipas ang ulan.

Halika, panoorin natin.

Nasaan ka na ba?

Sasalubungin kita ng ngiti,

Sabik na akong mayakap ka.

Walang araw na ika’y nawaglit sa aking gunita.

Muli’t muli, mayamaya pa’y

Magbibigkis na ang ating mga palad.

Subalit muli’t muli, mayamaya ri’y

Mag-aagaw buhay na ang bahaghari.

Gumising ka na.

Nilisan na ng pantig,

Mga pintig ng lalamunan.

Dila ko’y ginagapi ng iyong mga mata.

Hindi lang luha ang may karapatang gumuhit,

Sa ating mga mukha.

Mga koloreteng mapag-anyo.

Di ko na mawari ang totoong samyo

Ng iyong pagkatao.

Darating ka pa kaya?

Nagbabadya na ang dilim.

Binabawi na niya ang aking bahaghari.

Ating, bahaghari.

Nagngangalit nang maglaho.

Narito pa rin ako, sa kabila ng lahat.

Dito ako maligaya.

Ano na kayang nangyari sa iyo?

Nakatagpo ka na ba ng ikaliligaya?

Ngunit, ikaw pa rin ang ligaya ko.

Ang lumisa’y magbabalik din,

Ang lumisa’y maaaring mapalitan.

Hindi na ako umaasang magbabalik ka pa.

Iniiwasan ko lang isiping baka hindi na.

Ngunit sa muling pagluha ng langit,

Mabubuhay ang lupa

Na biniyak ng araw.

Mga daho’y hahayahay,

Tatahan na ang hangin.

Ang pinakahihintay kong bahaghari.

Sa wakas. 

In Memory of You and I

Since when did our hearts turn grey?

We did not want to let it die

But we chose not to let it stay.

In memory of you and I.

We knew it but we did not speak

Of the coming farewell, ever sweet.

Are you not man enough to say goodbye?

In memory of you and I.

Our desires were dancing in the wind,

Our dreams were painted in the sky.

Never noticed the end begin.

In memory of you and I.

You are awake but you are asleep.

We do not have promises to keep.

Is this a love made out of lies?

In memory of you and I.

Alas, my dear, I will not cry.

I bit my lip and faked a smile.

I let out these deepest sighs,

In memory of you and I.

These photographs will fade away

Like how the rivers have run dry,

Like how there are no words left to say.

In memory of you and I.

Leave,s

My heart sounds like, the rustling leaves, that break to bring pleasantry, to your ears. What could ever be worse, than the injustice it brings, to step upon something, that once gave you, the air you breathe? What could be more painful, what could be more tragic, than that certain fall, to the ground when all, they have ever known, was the sight of the skies, atop the sands, where they knew, they do not belong? The leaves rustle. The sound of their last cry, before their eventual demise. In some ways burnt, in some ways unburied. Let alone to rot, and be forgotten. In some ways immoral, in some ways, insolent; In some ways, treacherous. Injustice, it is. To kill your own hero. Miserable, to plainly exist, without a soul. My heart beats like, the rustling leaves, that rustle to the beat of your footstep... as you walk away.

(k)Nowhere To Be.

You carry me away from home.

You carry me away from, you...

Break this melancholy.

You vanished in the city of dreams.

You vanished in the city where your dream is...

Him.

Your melody is the song of my cry.

My anguish, your lullaby.

You carry me away from you,

And vanished in the city where your dream is.

These condolences, discondoling me.

May your apathy do set you free.

You soothe me, though...

You don’t suit me.

You and your,

Your casual subtleties,

Your subtle casualties.

A subtlety, a casualty...

You are.

You are the city of dreams where I vanished.

Pieces of peace of mind.

Peaces in piece I find...

In my strangled heart.

Lies and distrust.

Distrust and lies.

You lay in this trust.

This trust, you lie.

What keeps you so transcendent?

I vanished in the city where my dream is...

You.

It’s such a damp night,

Where you are.

My eyes are damp tonight,

Where are you?

Lost in the city of dreams.

Lost in the city of him...

Where you vanished.

Estranged strangers, we are.

Such a strange estrangement.

And don’t strangers mean...

Nothing?