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PAULINE DAYAO
12-21-2010
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BUFFER
Examining the white sand,I noticed a set of two marks
I went on foot and glanced one more time
And discovered a sole uncoupled one.
When I was fragile and helpless,
I felt I was left alone I tread on the heels of the certainStill, more tempests came all around.
I held back and pondered for a moment,
Why am I still on my feet?
During my most torturous adversities
Two majestic arms became my shield.
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FALLING
Sitting peerless in that old rocking chair,
Is a helpless fainting soul
His two old palms embracing those painted
memories
Blurry eyes more blinded with tears.
Gazing intently on the weathered alley,
Biding his last hours for them to arrive
All thats in there is a shadowy empty space
But he is still hoping until the blue hour.
At last, he heard a sweet familiar sound,
But his eyes are weary, his knees are spineless
He then breathed his last
That moment when ang pasko ay sumapit
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Let your tongue be guided
Make your lips judicious
Be watchful with your words.
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I love
Amiable
Seashore
Sunset
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Midst of wilderness
Searching for any clear sign
Found out nothing there.
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In no mans land,
Weeps a lone, tormented soul
Longing for refuge
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BLIND
Sightless, ignorant
Wondering, wandering, unnoticingUnborn, Oedipus, old, Terisias
Understanding, settling, perceiving
Sighted, knowledgeable
SEEING
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NOSTALGIA
Youre a corpse on my backyards groundThe ghost that haunts my house
The raven watching me.Youre here in the darkness of the dayI feel you lifeless cold touchYoure my nightmare on a dreadful nightYoure a rotten tokenRemembrance of those daysYoure my nostalgia.
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Just like a small wound
Easy to be held it seems
At the beginning
Later leads to
Other unpleasant feeling
Unstoppable fire consuming
Sweetness vanishing
Youre diamond is now a useless pebble.
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THE PRICE
First like a heavy cross
Then a rock thrown that hurts
Now a precious treasure and a crown
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HIDING
Complete camouflage
Blinding mask
Duplicated
Two-faced appearanceConcealed
Unrecognized truth
Black veil
Deceiving cover
Thick curtain
False outer layerFaked
All imitation
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MOONLESS NIGHT
Heavy blinks
Bowing head
Peeping on the gray mirror
Drowsy
Almost snoring
Hands began to let go
Hes losing control
Beepbeepbeeeeep
Deafening warning
Ears are just so lazy to hear it
Eyes are so weary to open
Closecloser
The roads just about to end
Shaking, shouting, crying
til theres a loud crash
Sirens cryingRed light dancing
Illuminating the dark
Revealing the horrible happening
Putrid smell
Stiff, cold figure
It read, Pier RoxasOn that red-stained paper.
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Intruders
Hell lost all at the end
He who stores selfishlyHe who took all instead
And left nothing for the hungry.
Hes choking himself to death
He who breaks bread unlike the bird
He who doesnt leave something on the eating standAnd throws all in his completely piggish mouth.
Humiliation and demise to al lewd man
Who only craves for the transient heat
and scandalous pleasure of flesh
He who doesnt have a heart for tendernessHe who have no affection that rejuvenates.
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Malevolence is feasting him up
He who is foul-hearted animal
Who curses a fruitful friend
He who is so possessive.
Death and famine to an idle man
He who waits for another days to
come
He who hopes for fruits on his dish
But never dared to throw seeds on the
ground.
Oedipus anguish to the high-and-
mighty
He who parades with honor and vanity
He who preserves his righteousness
and dignityHe who is so arrogant of his temporary
majesty.
Crown of thorns to the evil
He who wounds a pure soul
He who blows away an innocent man
And breaks his fathers heart
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Company
I belong to no ones neighborhood
Im nobodys close companyI am forlorn, I dwell in solitude
Cheerless, I travel through the sunless way
Battle solely the countless horrors attack
And on sundown, I lay on ice-cold bunk
When the daybreaks, the sun never strikes
Solid clouds show no signs of tomorrow
I utter phrases to no one but myself
No riverbeds can hold my running tears
No one shares the warmth of a smile
And take away my yesterdays fever
And then I catch a glimpse of something by my sideAnd realized that silhouette keeps me in its sight.
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Sixty years have mournfully passed. Its been sixty years when that lady in her
spotless dress stood still in the cracking walls and keeps staring at him straight.
Within those sixty heart-breaking years, it was sheltered with thick dusts. But for
him its unmarked and beautiful every morning. And at night, its a guardian angels
face watching him as he closes his old, brown eyes.
They were in their twenties. Youthful, sweet, affectionate. They became foolish with
each other. Then they decided to become one. And one warm summer day, they
were all gathered and witnessed them as they exchanged vows. They are too lucky
to have each other. Joined as one, fighting for each other. Sharing the whole thing.
Every morning is brand new with a shine in their faces. Their nights are warmerwith a kiss. Cloud nine!
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Suddenly, a merciless tempest came. Rain poured heavily and tore down
their weak, newly-built protection. The uncaring rain went into their frail
windows and doors and soaked everything inside. The upset windsmashed their fragile glasses. The red lightning flamed their backyards.
The deafening booms shook their feeble grounds. She was just so
vulnerable to resist the extreme iciness. Hes trying to help out. But hes
immovable and chilling too. If only he has control of everything, he would
have stopped it before it came to them. But thats so impossible. He cant
take it, watching hes lady in pain and she as well. Theyre both crying for
help but the roaring winds and the raging thunders are mightier, louder
than their failing voices. Rain poured heavier and the wind blew hardly for
the last time. The waters are high and wiped everything. All of it! Even thereason of his completeness. The unfriendly sea captured her.
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Gone forever! Hes left there in that frozen ground sobbing and suffering so much pain
brought by the pitiless storm.
Her blushing cheeks are turning pale. Her cherry-red lips are now brown and her pure
dress is grayer every time. But she will remain young, sweet, and charming. Shell be
the only one in his heart.
Tears rolled as he stares at her perfect smile. He missed her. He loves so much that
woman in that old photograph.
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WHATS THAT SMELL?Pa, whats wrong with our child?Oh, why is he sick?I dont know but he keeps on roaming around. And he keeps complaining.
Really? Did you not ask why?I did. He just said he cant appreciate the cologne of his sister.But thats the most fragrant in our house. I like it.Thats what I thought. He complained that his T-shirt stinks but I justwashed that yesterday.
Is there something wrong with his nose?And she doesnt want the aroma of the adobo Im cooking. Does it smelllike shit?What? No its good. It makes me hungry actually.But he told me that! And he said I farted. I just burped.
W
ell then maybe, he just needs to take a bath.Oh yeah. He didnt go to the shower for almost a week. He smells his own.y! Too bad.
Thats why everything stinks for him. Did you not notice it? You mustcheck him every day. Youre the mom.Sorry Ive forgot.
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Foul is fragrance? Then theres no stench.
Unpleasant is attractive? Then everythings just wonderful.
Black is white? No ones colored, no ones fairer.
War is peace? Then theres no more violence.
Lie is truth? Then therell be no deception.
.and would it be best if hatred is love? Then therell be no more broken hearts.
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For the charming priest I have ever met
My beloved,Hi!
For ten years that I stayed in that holy, boring place, In ever felt the magic of a very warm feeling.
But when I went out and see this real world where I found you,I am bewitched by your princely charm.
I know that in the judging eyes of the holy, my passionate affectionfor you is a trespass against their unequal law. I know!But what can I do?
Im just a weak woman whos very fascinated with a fine,lovable man like you.My love for you is unadulterated and no sacred law can take you away.
Love,nun
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THE PRESENTBeing left forever by the one you love is the most unacceptable thing.
It is like living forever in darkness. It brings complete emptiness for the grieving.It causes those mourning eyes to be clouded more with sheds of tears.
But, death is a gift. God has given it without any charge.It is an end of suffering for those who lived in pain and disappointment.
Death gives a very peaceful rest for the tired and sick.It is the only way and hopes to reach paradise for the souls who were boredin hell.
Finally, it is the sweetest gift that brings too much happiness for ourenemies. It satisfies their hearts and gives peace in their minds.
Through death, no one will bother them.