Poem 6 | Mothers

Fathers die and Mothers fade into their skins folding into cracks. The cold thin lines of their hairs are drawn into a crown, much like the fading gray rays of sunset. We are all drawn unto death much like the sun, set to fade into the west, unwilling like a child's heart that cracks open upon the might of approaching death. And there is no relief from this kind of despair, because we must bear pain in order to move on from life that fades into the unknown but possible rebirth.

Poem 5 | For Jomi L RIP

Why is the inevitable
so adept in its coming
like hair loss 
or weight gain
or a toothache
or sometimes,
happiness
and we are so vulnerable to its departure.

Poem 4 | I am the night

You travel through fields of ripening stars And I am the night destroyed by your dawning, You are a mountain emerging as you approach your face closer to mine, Your perfect slopes rest at my shoulders and  without force, take apart the foundations of my perceptions And as you held my hand inside your car, it was as if, you were holding my breath like your own, And it was, because  I can only speak for myself, it was as if I saw the sun reflected in the sea for the first time in your eyes.

Poem 3 | June Drips Modified | Optimized

the blue
that the
sky is

encompasses 
all hearts

and that
summer

the space
between
sand, skies and
eyes

exhaled the
heat of summer,
and the horizon
witnessed

all hearts
fall

into love

and love
cradled many hearts
like how the sky
held the stars

but.

just like, how
courgeously falling stars fall
and how rains unwillingly
brew into a storm

June’s tempest had
turned our romantic
summer sky
into
a pouring
torrential rain

and May, with
a heart utterly drenched,
had to, without regret

Poem 2 | Recurring | Feb 19 | Filipino Poetry

You travel through fields
of ripening stars

And I am the still night
instantly destroyed 
by your beautiful dawning,

You are a mountain emerging
as you approach your
face closer to mine,

Your perfect slopes
rest at my shoulders and
take apart the foundations
of my perceptions

And as you held my hand
inside your car, it was as if,
you were holding my breath
like your own,

And it was,
as if I saw the sun
reflected in the sea
for the first time in your eyes.

Poem 1 | 2 years | 01 MAY

2 years

Our skins collided noisily under the sheets that wrapped our feet together and your foot woke me up today - Randomly I felt like it was a day in the beach

Where I imagined your eyes were set
And as always your arms, afixed to the horizons of my elbows
unhinged me from my restlessness,

And the waves brought ashore the many things we planned to do, from riding hot air balloons to decorating our flat and possibly adopting a cat

But most importantly what that day brought was a strong thought that overcame my doubts and desires

The one thought that arose - reminded myself that I am happy with you
wrapped around me every morning
and that being with you is one of the few things I am really good at.

Happy 2 years mahal.