Isang gabi, naglalakad si Juan sa ilalim ng buwan,
bitbit niya ang plastic na may laman na laruan.
At sa kanyang mukha, kitang-kitang may nakapinta,
ngiting dulot ng walang kapantay na saya.
Malamig at malakas ang hangin,
sa gabing walang ningning.
Sa langit nagtatago ang mga bituin,
at walang ibibigay na hiling.
Posted on Facebook, 7th September 2012
Ako'y lumikha ng isang tula,
tungkol sa asong walang hugis ang mukha;
Walang dila, walang tenga, walang paa,
This is my first poem. I posted this on Facebook, 29 April 2011, for my nephew Gab.
How one sets aperture
distorts not reality— it is the crop.
Though underexposure dims
A 17-year Old Boy
Minamahal kita, sa katabi mong tabing
Sa alikabok ng kalsada
He didn't tell anyone he would come,
And no one even invited him in too.
Kissing a hand now seems gone,
I wish to see it yet find not one,
Nature, God's perfect piece of art.
The intricate hues of flowers,
I open my eyes as I woke up today,
And thanked God am still alive and free.