Pssstt!!!

Pssst!!! Simple expression of calling one's attention.
Albeit its million meanings, I just console myself
and say, well, maybe he thinks he knows better dats why
he discovered another word that could add to our society's
vocabulary-that is "Pssst- a general name for beautiful souls".

Taga-UP

Nung isang araw, nagvisit ako sa UP Miag-ao.

Sarap ng pakiramdam, parang me kung anong bango ang dala ng hangin sa Miami na di ko mawari. Ganito pala feeling pag "you belong".

I was just stunned ang amazed nung tumambay ako sa UPV-IKOT parking area. Me tatlong binatilyo doon na sumakay ng trike- yung isa nakapajama at tsinelas na wari mo'y kagigising lang pero me dalang sangkatutak na aklat, yung isa payat na naka shorts at tsinelas rin pero ang t-shirt wari mo'y kinagat ng isang milliong langgam-yun tuloy lumalabas ang buhok ng kili-kili at ang isa naman ay naka jogging attire na me kulot na buhok. Those were the days, ganun din ang mga porma ko.

Agad namang me sumabay na dalawang babae na sumakay rin sa nakaparking na trike. Parang mga kuliglig- hindi mapakali na para bang kinikiliti ng isang dosenang insekto. Sa isang tingin pa lang, halatang hindi taga UP kasi sa tono pa lang ng pananalita at sa bugso ng damdamin ramdam kung sila'y taga banwa.

Kinikilig sila sa tatlong lalaking estudyante. Siguro manhid na talaga ako kung di ko mahahalata na pilit silang nagpapacute.

Sa akin lang, ganun pala yun. Me kakaibang magneto pala kung taga-UP ka kahit pa parang amoy imbornal ka at parang si Kingkong ang pagmumukha mo. Bigla ka palang gumagwapo pag taga-UP ka. Iba naman talaga ang dala ng dalawang letra-UP.

Naghabok si Inday

Busong ni Inday
Lupyak nga niwang
tulad, niwang angod
pay daw gahabok
Ano naghamal ka
duro-duro nga pighol?
Ukon nakarimidyo
tuya sa baryo hol.

Tig-ab

Ang busog gatig-ab
ka mahamot nga putahe
Ang gutom gatig-ab
ka hangin kada gab-i

Charger

Ke tagal kung chinarge eh
'bat hanggang ngayon nagchacharge pa rin?
Sira ba ang battery o me topak ang charger?

Ang Init

Mapintas and init
sa kahapunanon
galayung and hilamon
Gapakit-luoy nga may
tubig nga pagaimnon

My Memories of You

When I hear the sound of waterfalls
I hear you from where you call
Your words echoed in the bluish skies
And reach all depths and heights

Your love for me is like a gold
Oh, how can I thank you dear voice
For waking this sleeping heart I have
That turns from hatred to love

It is the voice you kept
That made me laugh and weep
It is the words you speak
That made this honest heart leap

After years of your love and care
I saw you in that blank stupid stare
I began asking a million "why's"
But you just turn your back and cry

I slept with you in the death bed
You cried hard to God and plead
In turn, I prayed to God for you
To take you wherever He may go

I know my prayers were answered
I wept and smile one gloomy Sunday
I feel, I know you'll breathe your last
Facing the only woman you ever loved

I run as fast as I can
The wind propelled my hand
I reach the church in a minute
I know you're done in time

I feel like I died with you
Yes, it hurts, its true
Seeing you pale and thin
In your silky white coffin