Ipikit na ang mga mata
O mahal ko matulog na
Payapa at mahimbing
Ang gabi, sa'king piling
At sa pagsapit ng umaga
Sabay nating sasalubungin
Ang pagsikat ng araw
At halimuyak ng hangin..
Showing posts with label erikstar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label erikstar. Show all posts
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
umaga, tanghali, gabi.
umaga.
mamumulat ang mga mata
sa alaala ng gabing nakalipas,
tanghali.
maghihintay ng tawag na hindi darating,
mapapatingin sa pintong walang magbubukas.
gabi.
muling lulunurin ang puso
ng mga luhang hindi naman maiiyak.
mamumulat ang mga mata
sa alaala ng gabing nakalipas,
tanghali.
maghihintay ng tawag na hindi darating,
mapapatingin sa pintong walang magbubukas.
gabi.
muling lulunurin ang puso
ng mga luhang hindi naman maiiyak.
debelop
sa bawat hindi pagsabi, na pinapakita naman ng bawat pagkilos; sa bawat tamis ng ngiti at sulyap ng mga mata,
ay ang patuloy na pagkahulog ng mga puso sa banging walang kasiguruhan ang lalim.
ay ang patuloy na pagkahulog ng mga puso sa banging walang kasiguruhan ang lalim.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Some thoughts. 082209.
On discrimination.
"It's unfair to judge another person's lifestyle based on your own experience, and silly to try to force your own philosophy and ideology into them. We all live under different circumstances, and grew up having different situations. People don't just do what they do because they want to, nor do they live their lives the way they do just because."
"If they want to live the way they do, let them. Don't hate them coz they're not like you."
"It's about being human, no matter what class, race, or gender."
"It's unfair to judge another person's lifestyle based on your own experience, and silly to try to force your own philosophy and ideology into them. We all live under different circumstances, and grew up having different situations. People don't just do what they do because they want to, nor do they live their lives the way they do just because."
"If they want to live the way they do, let them. Don't hate them coz they're not like you."
"It's about being human, no matter what class, race, or gender."
Saturday, May 2, 2009
****
i wanted to write a poem,
about the things that have been going on in my mind,
but the only word i could come up with
..was your name.
about the things that have been going on in my mind,
but the only word i could come up with
..was your name.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Montague
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
-Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)
By any other name would smell as sweet."
-Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Ayoko Nang Managinip
ayoko nang managinip
lalo pa’t alam kong
hindi naman mangyayari
at sa aking paggising,
maguguluhan lang ang isip ko,
mapupuno ng mga sana
at kung ano nga ba ang totoo.
ayoko nang managinip
sapagkat maaaring naisin ko
na manatili na lang doon
at huwag nang harapin
ang mapait na buhay sa mundo.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Broken Strings (by James Morrison)
Here is a song recommended to me by a friend. It's really really nice. ^^, I hope u also like it.
Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything
When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh and I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again
Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything
When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh and I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
love
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves."
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Valentine (by Carol Ann Duffy)
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.
Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or kissogram.
I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.
Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or kissogram.
I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
Name (by Carol Ann Duffy)
When did your name
change from a proper noun
to a charm?
Its three vowels
like jewels
on the thread of my breath.
Its consonants
brushing my mouth
like a kiss.
I love your name.
I say it again and again
in this summer rain.
I see it,
discreet in the alphabet,
like a wish.
I pray it
into the night
till its letters are light.
I hear your name
rhyming, rhyming,
rhyming with everything.
change from a proper noun
to a charm?
Its three vowels
like jewels
on the thread of my breath.
Its consonants
brushing my mouth
like a kiss.
I love your name.
I say it again and again
in this summer rain.
I see it,
discreet in the alphabet,
like a wish.
I pray it
into the night
till its letters are light.
I hear your name
rhyming, rhyming,
rhyming with everything.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Kaya Kong Magbitiw ng Bitter Words Ngayong Gabi (ni Mark Angeles)
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Mag-scribble-skribulan halimbawa: “Ang gabi ay pilantod
at nangangalantutay, bugbog-sarado, ang mga bituin sa malayo.
Paruo’t parito ang hangin at ngumangawang parang baka.”
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Labs ko sya, at minsan daw labs nya rin ako.
Sa mga gabing tulad nito, nilalamas ko sya sa aking kandungan.
Nilalaplap ko sya sa silong ng marvelous na kalangitan.
Labs nya ko, at minsan labs ko rin sya.
Pa’nong di ko mamahalin ang malalaki’t bilugan nyang mga mata —parang pugita?
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Imagine kong wala sya sakin. Ma-feel kong na-lost ko na sya
Mapakinggan ko ang gabing OA, mas lalong OA dahil wala sya.
At ang talinhaga ay dumidila sa malay tulad ng hamog sa talahib.
Ano pa bang meron dyan, Ineng, kung hindi sya mapapasaakin?
Period. Sa malayo, may ngumangawa. Sa malayo.
Aburido ang multo ko sa pagkawala nya.
At para bagang nandyan lang sya sa tabi-tabi, hinahanap ko pa sya.
Hinahanap sya ng puso ko, kapag wala sya sa tabi ko.
Ang gabi ring ito’y nagkukulapol ng dirty white sa mga troso.
Hindi na kami ang dating kaming kami.
Hindi ko na sya labs, pramis, pero labs na labs ko sya dati.
Hinahagilap ng hininga ko ang hangin para bugahan sya.
Nilalaplap na sya ng iba, tulad ng paglaplap ko sa kanya.
Ang boses nya, ang seksi nyang wankata, ang for layp nyang mga mata.
Hindi ko na sya labs, pramis, pero medyo labidabs ko pa rin sya.
Maigsi lang ang lablayp ko pero ang makalimot
sangkatutak na 50 golden years ang inaabot.
Dahil sa mga gabing ganito nilalamas ko sya sa aking kandungan.
Aburido ang multo ko sa pagkawala nya.
Kahit ito na ang last chance ko para magmaasim at ito na rin ang huling chuminess ko sa kanya.
Mag-scribble-skribulan halimbawa: “Ang gabi ay pilantod
at nangangalantutay, bugbog-sarado, ang mga bituin sa malayo.
Paruo’t parito ang hangin at ngumangawang parang baka.”
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Labs ko sya, at minsan daw labs nya rin ako.
Sa mga gabing tulad nito, nilalamas ko sya sa aking kandungan.
Nilalaplap ko sya sa silong ng marvelous na kalangitan.
Labs nya ko, at minsan labs ko rin sya.
Pa’nong di ko mamahalin ang malalaki’t bilugan nyang mga mata —parang pugita?
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Imagine kong wala sya sakin. Ma-feel kong na-lost ko na sya
Mapakinggan ko ang gabing OA, mas lalong OA dahil wala sya.
At ang talinhaga ay dumidila sa malay tulad ng hamog sa talahib.
Ano pa bang meron dyan, Ineng, kung hindi sya mapapasaakin?
Period. Sa malayo, may ngumangawa. Sa malayo.
Aburido ang multo ko sa pagkawala nya.
At para bagang nandyan lang sya sa tabi-tabi, hinahanap ko pa sya.
Hinahanap sya ng puso ko, kapag wala sya sa tabi ko.
Ang gabi ring ito’y nagkukulapol ng dirty white sa mga troso.
Hindi na kami ang dating kaming kami.
Hindi ko na sya labs, pramis, pero labs na labs ko sya dati.
Hinahagilap ng hininga ko ang hangin para bugahan sya.
Nilalaplap na sya ng iba, tulad ng paglaplap ko sa kanya.
Ang boses nya, ang seksi nyang wankata, ang for layp nyang mga mata.
Hindi ko na sya labs, pramis, pero medyo labidabs ko pa rin sya.
Maigsi lang ang lablayp ko pero ang makalimot
sangkatutak na 50 golden years ang inaabot.
Dahil sa mga gabing ganito nilalamas ko sya sa aking kandungan.
Aburido ang multo ko sa pagkawala nya.
Kahit ito na ang last chance ko para magmaasim at ito na rin ang huling chuminess ko sa kanya.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
paghihintay.
unti unting kinakain
ng bawat sandaling lumilipas
ang pusong umiibig.
naghihintay malilo, maangkin
o maiwang duguan muli.
ng bawat sandaling lumilipas
ang pusong umiibig.
naghihintay malilo, maangkin
o maiwang duguan muli.
Labels:
erikstar,
pag-ibig,
paghihintay,
puso,
tula
Quote for the Day
"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time."
Quote for the Day
"Anyone can make you happy by doing something special, but only someone special can make you happy without doing anything."
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
been missing a lot of things lately.
lobo beach.
i've been there only once and i miss it terribly. =( lotsa good memories with some friends..

random photography.
i miss taking photos everywhere i go, and any way i want to.

candle lights.
i miss power failures and candle light evenings..

making wallpapers.
i miss making my own wallpapers.


sketches.
i used to draw a lot before. i even sold some sa mga classmates ko. super effort ako nun sa pag-shade at pag-ayos ng drawing. wala nga lang natira sa akin kahit soft copy. hehehe ang natira sa akin, ung mga sketches ko nung medyo tinatamad nko magsketch at super lonely ako. =(
poetry.
i wish i could write more.
haiz.
i've been there only once and i miss it terribly. =( lotsa good memories with some friends..

random photography.
i miss taking photos everywhere i go, and any way i want to.

candle lights.
i miss power failures and candle light evenings..

making wallpapers.
i miss making my own wallpapers.


sketches.
i used to draw a lot before. i even sold some sa mga classmates ko. super effort ako nun sa pag-shade at pag-ayos ng drawing. wala nga lang natira sa akin kahit soft copy. hehehe ang natira sa akin, ung mga sketches ko nung medyo tinatamad nko magsketch at super lonely ako. =(
poetry.
i wish i could write more.
haiz.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Quote for the Day
"Before you find faults, be sure you are dealing with facts, not figments of the imagination.."
in tagalog,
"Masamang manlait, pero kung totoo, ayos lang."
hehehe
in tagalog,
"Masamang manlait, pero kung totoo, ayos lang."
hehehe
Labels:
erikstar,
faults,
imagination,
lait,
quote
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Quote for the Day
"You shouldn't be stupid enough to fall in love with someone who is stupid enough not to fall in love with you."
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Just Because
1. Just because you're not in a relationship doesn't mean you're exempted from heartaches.
2. Just because you experience pain doesn't mean you're doing it wrong.
3. Just because you see it doesn't mean its yours.
2. Just because you experience pain doesn't mean you're doing it wrong.
3. Just because you see it doesn't mean its yours.
Labels:
choice,
erikstar,
heartache,
just because,
ownership,
pain,
relationship
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