Your skin is cold where I run
Your fingertips white
Your red, red cheeks.
It is not for the weather
But the storm in your mind.
Was it something your eyes had seen
That I washed away
-but not completely-
Left from where you found relief?
Sweet release, you imagine.
As you were reined in by the guilt.
At that precise moment, un-undone,
I held his eyes which were pointed to you
Some shame, some residual ecstasy.
Which caused your teeth to contemplate upon your lip.
Your tongue sought
Natupad lahat ng gusto mo.
Maraming salamat Jo.
Mahal kita palagi
GUSTO KONG MAGING...
ni Joren Reysoma
Gusto kong maging
Lapis sa pagitan ng yong mga daliri
Kapag sumusulat ka ng tula
Na puno ng dalamhati
Gusto kong maging
Tasa ng kapeng dumadampi
sa yong mga labi
O alak na gumuguhit
Sa yong lalamunan
Gusto kong maging
Paborito mong awitin
Kulay, laro, salita
Ang buhay, ika nga, ay parang tele-serye.
Here's a day in the life of Day and me.
Introductions: Si Day, matagal ko nang bet na pinakilala sa akin ng bestfriend kong si Peewee, na ex ni Coco (7 years sila) na nakilala ko sa Singapore nung nagbakasyon ako dun two weeks ago.
Day: Uy Coco really really really likes you...
Luca: Of course he does. I remind him of Peewee.
Day: Yey! Soon to be couple na ito!
Nang magsimula ako magtrabaho, sinabi ko sa sarili ko na magiging Manager ako bago ako mag-30.
Alam kong para sa ibang tao, hindi naging mahirap na maabot ang goal na ito. Pero kung nagtatrabaho ka sa HR, o kahit anong position sa administration o support, sangkatutak na politika at paghihintay ang dapat mong tiisin bago ka mapromote.
Laging sinasabi sa akin na ang HR ay isang calling. Hindi siya basta trabaho. Ika nga, it's a labor of love. Nilalagay ko lang sa perspective ang lahat para marealize mo na gayong posible, mahirap maabot ang goal na yon.
Ang susunod na akda ay may temang nangangailangan ng UTAK.
Maaaring wag ituloy ang pagbabasa kung BOBO ka.
Statement na kung statement. Sige!!!
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Pumunta ako sa Future mag-isa nung Sabado. Kasi inaya ako ni Nikki na magtugztugz pero dadaan muna siya sa High School Reunion nila. So habang naghihintay, pinursue ko ang My Shirota. (I know, medyo lame na yun ulit, pero ganun talaga pag may bago kang drink.)
Ayaw ni Nikki sa Cubao kasi hindi matugztugz ang lugar na yon. Tamang chillax lang. E kailangan ni Nikki ng tugztugz para ma-drown out ang recent panloloko ng jowa niya sa kanya.
Jade: …I’d definitely want to see you again soon.
Me: I don’t blame you.
Jade: I forgive you.
So this is the upswing. Finally, things started looking up after I settled my finances. I hate to admit it, as I said to Nikki, but money does make you happy. Well, money helps make being happy easier.
Last week spelled an end to the slump that I have been on for a while now. This makes writing difficult so allow me to detail the events prosaically.
Venti Vanilla Tea Latte
Was it a year?
Was it several lifetimes ago?
You look like you
Didn’t even see me coming.
You avoided my gaze,
I weighed the weight
Of sadness you’re bearing.
Grande Coffee Jelly
It was a year.
It was several lifetimes ago.
Imagine a cat being run over by a car. Its forelegs up like a black man pulled over by a beat cop, hindlegs spread awkwardly apart, the way the "walk" sign is.
Now imagine me at that position, sprawled on the couch.
"I can't breathe," I told Nikki. She always has a way of expressing extreme concern. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" I felt like a blanket of thick mist was draped over me, invading my nostrils, I had to breathe through my mouth.
No Private Reading
I can't recall exactly, but it has been almost 6 years when I declared myself to be an Agnostic.
Last night, after several weeks of begging, Dunhill and I finally made it to church. (Yes, folks, people like me don't flare up upon entering holy places. Although I was anticipating it a little bit.)
I was late. As usual. But I knew it was okay with God. So I got in right after the communion and smack in the middle of Worship time (this is the part where the church sings.)