You were my favorite breakfast, I yours.
We blended like bread and butter
Bacon and eggs, toast and jam…
Then one day, I’m sorry love. But I got fed up.
So I left you on the table
Until you turned into that bread, hard as rock.
The next morning, you found another plate.
A new twist of breakfast, more of your taste.
It’s wrong to miss you, my favorite one
It’s wrong to miss the sweet taste of your kiss
Hey, breakfast is done. I must leave for lunch.
But love, why leave crumbs on the floor?
Sa kaibigang di mapagkakatiwalaan
Sa syotang walang pakielam
Sa estrangherong kinaiinggitan
Sa magulang na di nagpaparamdam
Sa iniibig kong iba na ang mahal
Sa matrikulang di makatarungan
Sa maestrang walang pinagbibigyan
Sa kursong di ako nasisiyahan
Sa trabahong mabagal ang pera
Sa gobyernong di gumagawa ng paraan
Sa pulisyang di maaasahan
Sa batas na kulang sa lohika
Sa bansang bahagya ng umunlad
Sa nakaraang di makalimutan
Sa kasalukuyang puro problema
Sa kinabukasang walang kasiguraduhan
Sa planong malabo na
Sa pangarap na napakataas pa
Sa paghintay na walang kamatayan
Sa pag-iyak na walang napapala
Sa tadhanang di mapapalitan
Sa mundong mapanghusga
Sa lipunang mataas ang batayan
Sa mga tanong na walang kasagutan
Ang gusto ko ay matali
At mahigpit na puluputin
Ng seguridad na tayo ay may KARAPATAN
At kalayaan na pumili
Upang hindi na muli matali
Sa boses na hindi atin
Love is not a one-way ticket
Which will take you to that far end of the road
And not know your way back.
Love is a round trip.
It’s about you giving me a ride
Go somewhere new and unfamiliar
Then come home together;
To share smiles and stories
While we plan where to go next tomorrow.
Because love is about safety.
Me trusting you where you’ll take me
And you not letting me go,
Wherever we may be.
Someday, I will stop writing about you
Oh, but not today
‘Cause today, my thoughts are still about you
How I wish I can make them go away
It hurts to wake up with my side empty
You used to be there
You’d stare even when my hair’s messy
So now, though you’re gone, I won’t fix my hair
Then I go brush my teeth and wash my face
You used to hug me from behind
You’d whisper to me, “I love you always.”
I wash again to shake you off my mind
I see the stairs and remember that date
We used to race to the kitchen
You’d call me “Princess” and prepare my plate
Now I race with myself, eat if I can
I run back to my room and start to cry
Today I’ll write the saddest lines
Find all the synonyms of hate but why
Does my mind play back all our happy times
Someday I will stop writing about you
But I can’t tonight
I promise I want to, but I want you
And you want her, so again I will write
I wish I would run out of words to say
Like how you ran away
Pathetic but I chase you anyway
I don’t let you know, but I wish you’d stay
This will be my last stanza about you
My last tear for you
One final line and I’ll stop, I need to
Someday I will stop writing about you
Tonight I will stop writing about you
One last line and I will stop, I have to
But I still love you
Tomorrow I’ll write another poem or two
I’ve taken into account actual stories by people I’ve confronted. It scares me how there are just too many problems out there, too heavy to turn even the bravest into cowards. Read on, relate and note my last stanza. Happy Halloween, fellas.
Deeper than an ocean is a secret
Darker than night is a controversy
Scarier than ghosts or monsters is DEATH –
– of justice, truth, happiness and hope
You may be a smarty-pants or a kick out
Either way you’ll know what I’m talking about
Your academe or mine is, without a doubt,
A pool of cheats and liars, please hear me out.
Study, get high grades. Copy, get high grades.
When you fail, oh professors can be swayed
Debarred? Backers can easily be paid
Politics in schools exist in all shades
Judgments are all over the newspaper
It’s normal too, to get from a stranger
But when a friend judges, it’s way harsher
To know the one you trust – is a hater.
Love the opposite sex, they have something to say
Love the same sex, worse things are said to someone gay
Until facts and stories get twisted in a way
Your side is then unheard at the end of the day
You’re chased by many; your options are vast
But there is none you trust enough to last
Consecutively, you dump guys so fast
Why? It’s because you’re stuck in the past
You still think of him, but does he think of you?
He left you hanging with a question or two
So what? He’s gone! There is nothing you can do
Closures may mean not to have a closure too
When everything else fails, where would you run?
Your family’s of course choice number one
But what if your brother or sister’s gone?
Not dead, just turned against you – good as done…
You run out of options, you have tried them all
Eventually, there’s even no one to call
“Must not give up, must be as strong as the wall”
“Mom needs me,” there’s no more choice but to stand tall
But if you’ve been to the cemetery, you’ll realize
Many are already dead but you have a shot at life
For a great tomorrow: leave yesterday and LIVE TODAY
Justice, truth, happiness and hope dies, but don’t die with them
P.S If you feel alone, leave me a message. I promise you’re not.