Mga Bagong Salawikain

• Ang buhay ay parang bato, it's hard.
• Better late than pregnant.
• May tenga ang lupa, may i-phone 4 ang balita
• Behind the clouds are the other clouds.
• Do unto others ... then run!!!
• Kapag puno na ang salop, magsaing ka na
• Magbiro ka na sa lasing, magbiro ka na sa bagong gising, huwag lang sa lasing na bagong gising.
• When all else fails, follow instructions.
• Ang hindi marunong magmahal sa sariling wika, lumaki sa ibang bansa.
• To err is human, to errs is humans.
• Ang taong nagigipit ... sa bumbay kumakapit
• Pag may usok ... may nag-iihaw
• Ang taong naglalakad nang matulin ... may utang.
• No guts, no glory... no ID, no entry.
• Time is gold pero bakit di maisangla?
• Kapag may sinuksok at walang madukot, may nandukot.
• Walang matigas na tinapay sa lamay biskwit kasi 
• Ang taong di marunong lumingon sa kanyang pinanggalingan.... ay may stiff neck.
• Ang lumipad ng matayog... jetsitter.. inggit lang kayo!
• Birds of the same feathers make a good feather duster.
• Kapag may tiyaga, may nilaga. Kapag may taga, may tahi.
• Huli man daw at magaling, undertime pa rin.
• Ang naglalakad ng matulin, late na sa appointment
• Matalino man ang matsing, matsing pa rin.
• Better late than later.
• Aanhin ang palasyo kung ang nakatira ay kuwago, mabuti pa ang bahay kubo, sa paligid puno ng linga.
• Kapag maikli ang kumot, tumangkad ka na!
• No man is an island because time is gold.
• Hindi lahat ng kumikinang ay ginto ... muta lang yan.
• Kapag ang puno mabunga ... mataba ang lupa!
• When it rains ... it floods.
• Pagkahaba haba man ng prusisyon ... mauubusan din ng kandila.
• Ang buhay ay parang gulong, minsan nasa ibabaw, minsan nasa vulcanizing shop.
• Batu-bato sa langit, ang tamaan ... sapul.
• Try and try until you succeed... or else try another.
• Ako ang nagsaing ... iba ang kumain. Diet ako eh.
• Huwag magbilang ng manok kung alaga mo ay itik.
• Kapag maiksi na ang kumot, bumili ka na ng bago.
• If you can't beat them, shoot them.
• An apple a day is too expensive.
• An apple a day makes seven apples a week. (really expensive)

The Art of Waiting (Part Two)

We are pallid strangers
In a world that no one seems to care
and we keep on wondering
in our existence, no one care to stare

Time is passing by
Counting springs, summers and rainy days gone
Same places, people, and friends bid goodbye
Yet our hearts remain forever as one

We came to savor the meaning of success
From the fruit of our sweats, from the yield of our toils
But our hearts are still replete with emptiness
We even invited Saint of Death to touch our souls

Our hearts molded by time and space
Neglected norms and standards as we started to plan
Our stubborn hearts crafting like a whizz
But lo, ordeal messed it up, things left undone

Another time, another try
Another bet to a game of chance
To endure the agony and tests of time
Playing together the staccato in a life dance

The Heart’s Art of Waiting

We were strangers then
In a world that no one seems to care
How wonderful that was been
Not even you, not even me dare to stare

Time has just passed by
Countless springs, summers and rainy days gone
Gone places, people, experiences like mountain high
Yet my heart remain for someone

I nearly came to savour my success
From the fruit of my sweat, from the yield of my toil
But my heart is still replete with emptiness
Until I found someone that touched my life, my soul

Our hearts moulded by time and space
Where you are so far, yet so near
In my stubborn heart, no one can replace
Except your sweet love so meek and tender

REQUIEM TO HOMER

U came

Taught me the things I do not know

U made me smile, laugh ponder and cry

Taught me the hardest thing to do

To say goodbye

U came

Taught me why the heart beats

That life is no retreat

That journey begins in single step

That everything has to wait

U came

Taught me that affection begins from nonsense

At the end like an undying ember

So hot, so rough, unpredictable yet so tender

Like a tale that next to never

U came

Reached my hand and offered nothing

Showed me the way with your magical wink

I saw your Garden of Eden

Accepted your life full of stain

Now you’re gone

Teach me how to start a hard beginning

The truth that life has to end

That heart has to mend

Now you’re gone

Teach me how to kiss goodbye to your soul

To pick pieces to patch the hole

Your memories to make me whole

Now that you are gone….

METANOIA

I sipped the nectar of the fountain of youth
The bounty ocean of teases
The mud of sins I float
Glittering lights of evil’s nook

As I walked,
the Venus of my eyes seducing look
poked touch to my innocence
a virgin’s ghost

Now I lay in a coffin of my past
A vengeance of blissfulness
A wrath of hope and promises
A clash of illusion and trust

As I walk by to my heart’s funeral
I pass through the garden of life
Where flowers bloom
Young in dew, a basal

I just smile with a sigh
A parting look down the line
Where each leaf falls from vine
A metaphor of my life dies

Now that I am locked in chain
In the tomb of my emotions and pain
How can I join you in your dreams?
A secret to reveal, fantasies to tell

A blur horizon of hope
To sip again the nectar of youth
A lover’s delight
Our love affair’s plight

QUO VADIS?

We share, we laugh and we cry

Like we always say

Our love is true till our last goodbye

We recall moments

Moments to last a life time

When I am yours and you are mine

We may never know

The time is passing by

No one has to show somehow

Our tears run dry

Or the rain washed it away

We smile and sigh

We chased our dreams

But we left an empty hand

We both say we can ignore

Just for this moment

We say we can never find

Love like we felt

Candles that we melt

Stories we always told

Secrets we use to hide

Corners of a dark room as witness

Where do we go?

Will our love stay?

Only time can tell

When we both reminisce

Stubborn Hearts

Evading dubious eyes, making chain of lies

Hurrying changing path, averting fire of wrath

For the word that arise, spreading the prize

Catch the villains in the act, misdeeds to patch

Rules have been laid, accord has been made

Principles to follow, despite the sorrow

To stitch with thread, cost has to be paid

But no one has to show, where stubborn hearts go..

Alas! The world is in chaos! Exits need to be closed! 

Culprits to pay, they should start to pray!

Everyone to spread the news, transgressors on footloose  

Search needle from hay, until their souls are in disarray

No where to run, yet our journey has begun

To the point of no return, our sigh in the dark room

In a game of chance, the start of beat of a life dance

Maybe we were born, just to live in a world of forlorn

Where are the questions? Their thousand accusations?

Our deaf hearts can’t show but an unending “te amo”

Ignore the deafening blow of horn with the sweetness of our moans

So fast yet so slow, nectar of love to flow

Another day, another night, another plight

Where did we stop? Where did we start?

They measured the height, the wrong and the right

Yet no one can catch and stop our stubborn hearts…

What I Love About You?

I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright like morning dew
I love the way you kiss me,
Your lips so soft like wind blow.

I love the way you make me so happy,
And the ways you show you care.
I love the way you say, "I Love You,"
And the way you're always there.

I love the way you hide secrets

And the disclosure of thee

I love the way you smile

There’s something that set me free

I love the way you touch me,
Always sending chills down my spine.
I love that you are with me,
And glad that you are mine.

Take Me

Take me

Take my hands

Take me to your destiny

Don’t leave me alone

In your heart I found a home

Take my soul

Where your dreams lead you

Make me your slave if not your hero

In your new kingdom called “LOVE”

Take my heart

It will never beat again

For any prince or villain

When you’re gone it will lock in chain

Take my secrets

My revelations untold

My dreams to get the pot of gold

My key to enter your world

Take my life

It would be a waste

It would never live in chaste

Nor be a Satan’s bondage