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Noong una’y walang takot sa makamundong paglalakbay Sapagkat ito’y normal na daanan na tayo’y ipinapanday Magdamagang lakara’y paa’y sadyang tunay na sanay Matapang na sumusuong sa kadaliman at lumbay. Sugo ni bathala paa ma’y tuluyang magpantay Sa iyong pagdating kabanata’y nagbagong tunay Buhay na sadyang kay lungkot nilagyan mo ng kulay Malabo man tayo sa totoong buhay, Pag-irog ko sa ngalan mo ay sadyang dakila at tunay, Ngayo’y nakita ka’t ulo’y sayo ay dumantay Maaari bang maging alipin at ako’y iyong maging bantay? Pag-ibig kong ito 'di laging sukdulan, paminsa’y lantay ngunit ito’y sa araw-araw manantiling buhay, Pangako, walang araw na mararamdamang tila may patay Naksama ka't naramdaman ang ligayang tunay. Marahil hindi na bibitaw hanggang sa kabilang buhay, Mga salita ko'y ililimbang at gawin mo itong patunay, kung hindi pa din mawari, isama mo ito sa ating hukay Kaya't ngayon nag-iingat na ako, at ayokong s...

I know what information I hold up to this day isn't quite enough to elaborately describe who you are as person but I'll give it a shot. I met you, no. I never have met you in person. Even if I feel like knowing you for years, we haven't know each other that much yet. It started me, getting a little bit bored, as you are too, started thinking of ways to amuse myself, and escape the constant pain brought by the vast world of reality. And so, I started putting of my interest; set it to "Pup" and started talking to a random stranger. A stranger who is in the same year as mine, a stranger who I share the same strand as well, also a stranger who holds the same pen as I do, but sways differently. Who writes on the same paper as I do, but with much more details and a bit more pieces of eraser and I knew it, that someday; masters of different arts will cross the roads and be able to write pieces of their own, and pieces to call their own, master pieces it may sound ...

Mr. Chair, this is to inform everyone that I would be starting this debate as an Iron man for the 1st speaker, 2nd speaker, 3rd and for the reply speech for no one really stayed by my side ever since, and I don't care if they will get a 67 speaker point, for not being here, they deserve less than that. So before preceding to my arguments let me first open this debate with my standards; Debating the motion of THR leaving the person you love despite of the non-reciprocating love affair and why side-government is more likely to win this debate in 3 standards. 1st is setting this debate in all countries because you can always find someone you love in any 3rd world country but still would not have the chance of being developed so why bother choosing? 2nd how this is more logical for, loving someone you love integrates you into a higher order of loving, on where you love someone because of commitment and not of reciprocation, how by loving someone with all your heart is a better regret...

Hi! It's Dowayne, I'm you ten years ago, so basically you are me 10 years from your time now, and I have a couple of advices/cheats to be able to help you be me. First an evidence that it's me, I know that 10 years from now you will still love the girl you love today, its May 27, 2027 today, and I cannot forget the night 10 years ago, when you have just prayed so hard for her to stay in your life, it's 12:10mn and you just finished praying exactly at 12:02mn, and I know you prayed for her, so hard, so bad that you cried. You never had the best first times with her, it's a series of serious fights not so common but enough to make her walk outside the room and go back holding a traditional bread called ensaymada and she never gave you, even a tiny piece. So  believe me now here it goes. If you saw someone so beautiful that you cannot resist her eyes, the way she smiles, how eyes vanishes into a straight line while laughing please make her your best friend, I kno...

Magpaparaya ako, basta ba, sabihin mo sa'kin na hindi mo ako gusto, na hindi ako ang ibig ng puso at pangarap na matanaw mo, papayag naman ako seryoso ito'y bukal sa loob ko, basta sabihin mo na alam mo ang daang tatahakin mo 'di ako hahadlang, suportado kita. Basta titiyakin mo lang na iingatan ka niya, hindi tulad ng pag-ibig niya sa kanyang mga sapatos, hindi ka susuotin minsanan at ipapangdiskarte lang sa lansangan, hindi ka pampasikat lang na dadalihin sa harap ng kaibigan dahil ikaw ay pag-aari na niya. Ituring ka niya bilang kanyang mga paa, unang papakiramdaman sa umaga, bilang bahagi na magtutungo sakanya sa kabutihan, na kung wala ka, wala siyang mapupuntahan. Basta iintindihin ka niya pag marami kang gawain, walang magiging problema. Hindi ka isang traffic enforcer na hihinto siya dahil takot siya sa'iyo, hindi lang dahil babait siya pag nakikita mo, hindi dahil alam niyang may parusa kaya iiwas na gumawa ng labag 'to, na dahil alam niya na ikakagal...

Before we can actually read, we first had to learn how to write. Write first our names perhaps, follow the blue-red-blue lines on a standard composition notebook for you to distinguish where to write a lower case letter and an upper case letter, the lines we're there to guide you properly upon learning how to write. When we we're older we started practicing it, on walls, subtracting on our hands, on every wooden desktop on almost everywhere, which reminds us that every blank space is a plain medium of memory that awaits colors, lines, alterations, double strokes and unending subtraction processes for it to come to life. We we're also told that reading came after writing, that you we're able to write your name before you could actually read it. Because when we we're kids, pretending to read our names is pointing to what ever character we are to see, and simply stating our names. Which brings me to my question of is writing necessary for reading? When I was li...

Who here believes in Forever? I know it's cliche, but love is. Who believes in promises? Who believes that people who tell us these things are people who loves us so much. People who sees us more than just ordinary people but treasures.  Who here believes, ironically that promises are meant to be broken? That when these people, most of the time breaks their word, we suffer from  terrible events of suffering that when the moment they turn their backs out from us they go along with their unfulfilled promises with our hearts. Irritatingly disconnecting every vein and artery from us resulting to heart failure that might lead to the agony of the soul and/or the physical body and worst, death. Emotionally, Mentally, Physically. Me, I believe that from the moment I saw you, I started to believe the unbelievable, believed in forever, that I can be someone worth loving, someone that would take good care to such a wonderful woman like you, like give you the moon and the stars, I'll g...

Nasanay akong habulin ang bawat pisong sukli, alam ko na otso at limampung sentimo sa unang pagwagayway mo ng para sa mamang tsuper at piso sa bawat susunod na kilometrong lalakbayin niyo, bilang ko ang dalawang kilometro at dalawang metrong layo ng Tandang Sora galing Philcoa at alam ko pag lalagpas na. Nakikipag talo ako, tuwing sabado at alam kong sa Paaralan ang takbo ko sa dalawampung porsyentong diskwento sa pamasahe, dala ko lagi ang Identification Card ko, Estudyante ako, karapatan ko ang bawat pisong sukli na dapat nasa bulsa ko. Makikipag patayan ako sa kahit piso, basta alam kong dapat may sukli ako. Nakikipagtalo ako. Kahit malaki ang tyansa na sa pagbaba ko, ay bilisan mo ang takbo at tumilapon ako sa kalye, o sa susunod na mamukaan mo ako ay hindi na pasakayin hindi na bale, ang sa'kin ay sa'kin. Pero hindi sa'yo. Iba ang biyaheng tinuro mo, malayo ang landas na tatahakin nito, ibang karanasan ang hahamakin ng pagsakay ko sa'yo. Hindi lang na dapat alam ...

If you ever have any plans of leaving me, can you please consider some little things I want to have before, on or after that day comes. These will be the last things I want. If you will ever walk away from my life, do me a favor. Please walk a little bit faster, or run if you can, coz' I can't  promise not to beg, I cannot promise not to follow you, I will. I will always do. So please do it faster, or if possible, ride a bus, a public utility jeepney, a bicycle, a horse, a unicorn, a dragon, a ferrari or lamborghini, I don't care! just please be fast so I won't keep up. So I will lose track of your face, of your warm embrace, of your smiles of our total travelled miles. Please make it faster than usual. If you ever turn your head away from me, be certain. Never ever look back again. Do not show me your eyes, I don't want to see you looking at me at one final glance, I don't want to see your face, I cannot remember your emotions, for it will only make it so h...

I remember when I was a little child, for me just to be able to stay in my pre-school classes everyday, my mom would everyday buy me a rainbow colored lollipop which will I actually lick for two straight hours, enough to encourage me to sit on my chair and be in class, physically but mentally thinking of what I would eat later that day, after my sweet escape. It was the same routine everyday, I'd cry on our way to school and I know, and when we reach the end of the street, at aling lusing sari-sari store, I know it, I'm sure of it, there is a jar of lollipop waiting for me. Well me, I'm more than willing to be your lollipop for you to stay everyday. I promise I will always be enough, taking up your everyday, I don't assure you everyday to be smiles all the way, but I'd be there every step of the way, and there is no way that you'd be in tears alone anyway for I'm here to be your lollipop. you do not have to cry to have me, that is the difference, you will ...

Kung iiwan mo ako, Bigyan mo naman sana ako ng pagkakataon, na makasama ka sa huling sandali mo sa piling ko. Hayaan mo naman akong aminin ko, kung gaano ko iniibig ang bawat ngiti mo, kung bakit sa bawat galaw mo'y inaabangan ko, kung sa paanong paraan naman kaya ngayon titibok ng mabilis ang puso ko, Kung sa nangugusap na ngiti ba ng iyong mga mata, kung sa paglapat ba ng titik sa aking tainga na ako sayo ay mahalaga, o sa bawat haplos ng palad mo sa aking balikat na pag papaalala na mag-iingat ka. Kung iiwan mo man ako, hayaan mo naman sana na madama ko ang mga ito, sa huling pagkakataon. Sa huling pagkakataon hawakan mo nang mahigpit ang mga kamay ko, hindi upang 'wag kang bumigay, pero sa huling pagkakataon, hayaan mong kumapit ako sa'yo upang sa paglayo mo, hatakin mo ako sa todong pagkakabaon ko sa alaala ng pag-ibig ko saiyo, para hindi ako tuluyang malunod. At pag alam ko na, na hindi na ako makakasama, bitaw na. Sa huling pagkakataon tignan mo ko 'wag s...

Handa naman akong samahan ka, Kahit saan ka 'pa magpunta. Naaalala mo nung binuhat ko yung pitong librong bitbit mo mula maynila hanggang laguna at pabalik. Sumusunod ako, mula sa ilalim ng araw hanggang sa silong ng bubong kahit mainit basta makatawid. Susunod ako na parang tren sa kanyang riles, tiwala sa daang iwan mo, na kahit pabalik-balik ang takbo, kahit sino pang humarang dito sa rumaragasang damdamin ko sa'yo, kakaladkarin ko, hanggang sa susunod na estasyon ng paghinto ko. Handa naman akong samahan ka, Sa hirap at ginhawa. 'pag halos galit ang mundo at inaalipusta ka, ipagtatanggol kita, alam ko na tama ang labang ipaglalaban mo, tiwala ako sa estilo at paghabi ng buhay mo, tiwala ako. Kasama mo'ko sa saya, alam moyan, kahit masaya ang isa't isa, na may napipikon na, masaya ako,makita lang ang lukot sayong noo, ang pagkipot ng iyong mata at pagsilip ng malaporselana mong ngipin. Sasamahan kita sa init at lamig, sa talo at kabig, sa apoy o sa tubig,...

Naghihintay ako sa'yo Sa umaga Sa bawat unang pagkurap ng iyong mga mata sa araw-araw, ituring mo ito bilang pintuan ng pagtingin ko sa'yo na kahit minsan ay hindi magsasarado ng tuluyan, hindi aalis ng tingin sa'yo, kukurap lang paminsan minsan kung naluluha 'to pero babalik at babalik pa 'rin sa'yo. Sa tanghali, Sa katirikan ng araw, mahal kita. Ituring mo ito bilang liwanag ng pag-ibig ko, na sa bawat araw ay 'sing init ng liyab nito sa balat mo na matutusta ka ng pag-ibig ko, masusunog ka, kukunat ka, mararamdaman mo ang lapnos ng aking pagmamahal ngunit, Sa Gabi, 'pag lahat ay nahihimbing na, mamahalin kita sa tahimik at dilim ng umaga, sa pagod at sa ilalim ngnapakalambot mo na kama, mamahalin kita na parang ingay ng kuliglig sa dilim, alam mong nandyan, pero dimo alam kung saan paparating, tulad ng pag-irog ko sa'yo, andito lang sa tabi-tabi handa at kahit dimo alam kung saan pa nanggagaling ay ito, umiibig at umiibig parin. Sa araw-...

Isang storyang umiikot sa buhay na puno ng kulay at ligaya, tulang masaya, tulang malayo sa galit inis at sama ng loob at lalo sa pang aalipusta, tulang sandalan ng mga taong sadyang tutumba na, tulang magbabangon sayo sa bagong pag asa at tulang tutulong sayo na di kana magkamaling bumasa ng direksyon ng buhay kahit wala kamamang kainaing kalabasa. Tulang masaya, tulang nagpapaasa sating dalawa, tulang di sumusuko sa mga pangyayari na nangyari sating dalawa, tulang walang ibang ginawa kundi ang pasayahin at patawanin ka tulang di ka aangasan at di mang iiwan lubhang papatawarin ka. Tulang diko na alam kung paano susundan, tulang di kona alam kung paano pa isusulat at tulang diko na alam kung paano pa maiuulat pagkat alam ko din naman na sadyang dina ako makasulat ng tulang tulad ng ganyan,dahil kailangan ko nadin naman yan. Dinako makasulat ng tulang masaya, Dahil sa isang bagyong puminsala sa pundasyon kong pagkakatibay tibay upang maging masaya, pundasyong nawala ...

Pag yuman ako, pag sobrang dami na ng pera ko, gagawa ako ng isang laro na pangmayayaman. Batuhan ng pera, imbis na bola ang gamit sa pag tira ng kalaban pera, Hindi Bente, Hindi din naman barya. Siguro tig-iisang libo na nilukot at pinagdikit dikit, binuo at binilog na hugis halos ng isang magulang na buko. Babatuhin ang taya at pwedeng saluhin 'to pag nasalo mo, sayo na. Ansaya diba? Tapos papasayahin lahat ng kabataang malungkot sa kalye na makikita ko. Papagawan ko sila ng isang karnabal na magpapasaya sakanila kahit hindi pa naman pasko, pagagawan ko sila ng dambuhalang Carousell na mas malaki pa sa isang Rancho. Pero hindi yun ang nagpamahal dun, dahil ang gamit nito ay hindi kuryente at makinarya, totoong mga kalesa at mga kabayo ang nasa loob nito. Oo, bibilihin ko lahat ng kabayo na aking makikita sa Luneta na nakatambay kanina, Bagiuo yung di kulay ang buhok at may litrato pa kanina, Yung kabayo ni Mang Berting na nakasalubong ko kanina, at siguro para makarame at ma...

The first time you made and appearance unto the vicinity of my eyes, I saw treasures found after a long period of time, I thought you'd bounce me off but it had been fine, That these very first time in my life upon seeing you I really wanted to cross the line. You are like a shuttlecock, lightweight and easily pulled by gravity, but awaits one strong force for it move rapidly like light, sound, waves and more, so it has to be a score. Potential energy you are, stored, waiting to be converted into a more useful type, standing by. As time passes by I know that all these potential aren't really to rest anyway. A plant yet to grow, a star yet to glow, a red yet to u, a plugged out vacuum cleaner; yet to blow You are a master piece in the making, a multi-awarded film on it's taping,box in a packaging, cupcakes without the glazing, the golden cat on the chinese drug store, minus the waving There​ is such a number of things that I see in you, despite the size of my eye...

May karamihan nadin ang tulang nagawa ko, pili, gawa para isang mumunting alala ng isang tao sa  buhay ko. Isang tanda ng mga bagay pinagdaanan ko, isang marka na sa pagsabi ng mga problemang to, ipinadaan ko sa mga letra at sa papel inilimbag na pagkatapos ng ilang libong taon sa sining aking iaambag.  Talaga ngang buhay kona ang sining ng tula, talagang kahit buhay kona ang laman na nito ay nakakagulat at may takot padin pala. Gulat na makita nila ang di totoong ako dahil sa kulay, sukat at tugma na nasa mga letra. At takot na makilala nila kung sino ako base sa mensahe, bigat at dedikasyon ng bawat bigkas ng tulang alay para sayo. Pero isang napakalaking tanong na bumabagabag sa isip ko, kailan ba ang ang huling panahon na aking natatandaan, na nakabasa ako ng tulang para sakin, isang tula, isang tulang di saakin ang gawa. Mensahe ng pag-ibig na inabot para sakin, mensahe ng pag-ibig na ginamit ang sarili kong estilo laban sakin. Mensahe ng pag-ibig na kahit kelan ...

Hey, it's me. Someone who  you told to be important in your life but never got the chance to feel it. Someone who you saw the significance in the first place, but never saw my love coming. Hey, It's me, and I'm feeling a little bit better now. Trying to let you go, trying to forget you somehow. It's been months, since you told me indirectly to leave. When you told me goodbye. You made me felt goodbye, with the use of your eyes, that you look up to me, but not enough to see me with you down on the isle. You made me felt the pain, using your hands, that you yourself is always a helping hand but always short not to touch my soul. You made me hear, with the use of your tongue, the words of motivation to keep on fighting but never to hear the Language of your love. You made me think to be a better person using your Ideas and Principles, but theoretical enough to stay as an Idea and with no practical use in your life. Just like me, Im useless. You made me feel Im no...

Who does not want her to become his Girlfriend? When her eyes sparkle more than the North star can do, when despite all the numbers of stars in the sky, all the nimbus clouds all they see is you, shining up there above in one stary stary night. Who does not want her to be by his side? When she like a nice cuddly and warm blanket, never fails to give anyone beside her warmth, just like from the sun at 5:45am, not that hot but enough to dismantle the shiver you feel from deep within. Who does not want her inside his group? When she leads anyone perfectly, name it a group, institution, even rallies just more of how an alpha leads it's pack. slow, quiet and stable up until they reach their destination safe and sound. Who does not want her near him? When me like a magnet, the more that I'm near the more attraction I feel the more I fell the more I want you to be mine, but I can't. I don't have to. Who does not want her to be his girlfriend? Well, me. For I believe th...