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‘Wag Kang Makulitby John Cruize

“Refrigerator.”Bakit refrigerator?“REFRIGERATOR!”

Superhaikuby Godfrey Cabrera

Look up in the skyIt’s a bird, no, it’s a plane

No, it’s Superman

Dedicated To YouBy Joby Guerrero

Hello dearest friend you are hereI thought you’ve forgotten, that I fearBut still you sound very aloofYou don’t care if I disappear in a poof

You don’t realize the things I’ve doneThe many things I keep running fromYou don’t see the things I have seenThe many places I have been

I seem happy but I tell you I’m notI’m disappointed with what you’ve gotBut still I can’t go very far awayMaybe you need me, I have to stay

I can’t help but wonder, if it’s trueI can’t help but hope, yes I doI can’t help but ask, if this is realI can’t help but think, you just have time to kill

Maybe it’s the first, Maybe it’s the lastI don’t care, I gave you my trustI’m just scared that this is a dreamA nightmare, I might have to scream

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Keep CountingBy Tuesday

It might take a while before IFinish counting the many times IThink “I love you.” It might take a while before IFinish counting the many times IThought which one are you. Because just like that John Mayer songI throw those words impulsivelyFor no one, thinking what could be so wrong. And that Michael Buble songHave I ever met you yetOr is this the fate that not I would forget? It must have been a hundred timesThe overthinking, reasoning, they consume.Oh economists, we sure love to assume. It’s that many timesWhen thoughts remain silentWords unspoken, never to vent. It’s usually the long, quiet walksWhile tangerine leaves fallOverthinking, until I reach Encarnacion Hall. I often fail and it’sBecoming annoying that myAssumptions end up as a lie. Examples are like thatFree Starbucks drink, free froyoWhen you sent a song of Louie Ocampo. I might as well keep countingThe many times I thoughtOf a “you”, if you love me too.

That Last StepAnonymous

I’ve seen you a lot for quite some timeI meet you later on, now a friend of mineI only ever saw you as a big brotherBut feelings change, I see you as another.

I’m not someone who says it soIf I did like you, you would never even knowNever to confront, to even say it out loudI know this sounds silly, yes, I’m not proud.

Why so sudden? This heart must be seen.To wipe these words off my mind ‘till it’s cleanIt’s my last chance, this final romanceTo show what was keptTo take that last step

“I love you” it seems is far too blandTo rightfully describe these feelings at handThank you for the laughs, you do know me wellFor the endless stories, I vowed never to tell.

If I could take back all my prayersI’d use it all up to save a life like yoursGoodbye, my friend, almost lover.I’d have to go now and look for some other.

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UntitledBy Gio Santos

As the sun sets, I feel my heart’s unrestShouting without sound,Yet beating to its loudestI feel the sweat from the agony,Hoping that the sun would never setBut only the death of timeShall fulfill my desireWhere is courage?That I shall never fathom.My wish is for the solitude of my heartAnd when darkness comes,It shall cry and tear apartNothing different from the end of the worldFor what else would it want?Yet, to take the chanceShall cause fearAnd when dread overtakesIt shall be darker and gloomierCausing the beating of the heartTo cease, like the voidA tear is about to shedUntil the waves splashThe wind is roaringAnd the sea is madDarkness is nearAnd I am still trappedThen, I thought of the waterTheir confidence on the windWhether to lead on the land and dieOr back to the waters where it should beBut it is never dreadedOf the possibility of ending on the landFor they shared something specialTrust.This last chanceHas been existing for so longIt appeared for fulfillment.I smile and turn to where my heart calls.

Death Poem of aBirthmotherBy Ramm Advincula

I know that this day will comeScorching fires wrap my bodyWaters drown me in the abyss of darknessI lie down trying to catch my breath, uttering the last words of my life

I see the apocalyptic woes of my kingdomI hear the distressed screams of my peopleI feel the ingress of terrible fate upon my doorsI picture the barren scene where silence shrieks all over my sanctuary

Doom embraced me that I got entangled in horrorDespair tried to cling on me but I resisted himStagnancy tried to hold me, keeping me strong as rages of pain come to meHope tried to aid my foundation but I was just too damaged to hold on

Sol reached his apex, the entity where my life dependsMy coequals were in chaosShock run through our veins, nowhere to go and does not know what to doWe are falling apart, one by one, ending the dynasty that every kingdom cherished for a billion of years

Oh my people! Stream of tears are on my face hearing your pleadsAs I perish, keep in mind that I was the one that honed this haven of yoursAs we go out of sight, I want you to cherish every single second we hadAs I breathe my last air, remember that the mother that gave you everything willalways be with you

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ChangedBy Jomac Conty

Is the world really ending?Who is now directing?

Is it you or is it me?No one can ever tell

Earthquakes coming here and thereDoes it ring some serious bell?

Having such a world to seeCan’t anyone come and foresee?

Acceptance is not the answerAccountability can come after

Greed must be the reasonSo be that changed person.

ButterflyBy Joby Guerrero

One day in my garden I was walkingTo the window while I was crying

A butterfly came flying byIn my garden it flies high

I told myself you can still smileYou know you’ve waited for a whileThis butterfly helped me move on

Away from the sadness I felt before

Am I supposed to be happy?Since I’m setting you free

Am I so selfish?In thinking we are meant to be

Am I treating you so badly?That’s why you ignore me

But all I want to ask isDo you even like me?

These questions I asked theeI hope you’ll answer it freely

So that I’ll live on happilyPlease from now on, leave me peacefully

I’ve never been a hindrance to anybodyI stay afar so no one will notice me

I’ve always thought you’ll accept meEmbracing me for being me

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But still things are not meant to beNothing left except go with destiny

With this I thought I’m nobodyYet I found out I can be somebody

Someone who’ll smile and laughSomebody who can go on things that is rough

Someone who showed nothing but careEven though sometimes it’s hard to bear

I’ve always wanted to be a butterflyBut I’m sure you’ll ask me why

Butterflies are always free

Flying by the meadows so happily

I know one day I will come to beThe best by bringing out me

And if ever somebody leaves me againIt’s their loss and I won’t bend

Butterfly by Joby Guerrero

ButterflyBy Joby Guerrero

One day in my garden I was walkingTo the window while I was crying

A butterfly came flying byIn my garden it flies high

I told myself you can still smileYou know you’ve waited for a whileThis butterfly helped me move on

Away from the sadness I felt before

Am I supposed to be happy?Since I’m setting you free

Am I so selfish?In thinking we are meant to be

Am I treating you so badly?That’s why you ignore me

But all I want to ask isDo you even like me?

These questions I asked theeI hope you’ll answer it freely

So that I’ll live on happilyPlease from now on, leave me peacefully

I’ve never been a hindrance to anybodyI stay afar so no one will notice me

I’ve always thought you’ll accept meEmbracing me for being me

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Three Portraits of DespairBy Avril Bries

I.It’s pretty obvious: she isn’t pretty (at least not obviously so). She knows the boys say: No one would ever even bother to rape her. She wants To scream. She can’t; like she couldn’t that night, In that room with two men. One was her lover The other her uncle One went outside. The other went inside her.(It was the wrong one.) She wants to tell them they are wrong. She wants to tell them It was wrong. She wants them to be right, That no man had (Please God please) indeed ever even bothered (why why why) to rape her.

II. Today is the end of his trial. Today is the beginning of all his trials. He waits for the verdict, but he has already judged Himself. He has just finished defending a tobacco company. He inhales, Thinking of his father and his blackened lungs, his deathbed wheezing. He knows How it all plays out: He loses the case and feels useless. He wins the case and feels soulless. The judge issues the verdict: he loses not the case but his mind.

III. She decides she will live if she can think of five reasons not to kill herself. She takes out some paper, a pen. She sits. She thinks. She stares. Hours pass. The page is empty, and so is she.

Three Portraits of DespairBy Avril Bries

I.It’s pretty obvious: she isn’t pretty (at least not obviously so). She knows the boys say: No one would ever even bother to rape her. She wants To scream. She can’t; like she couldn’t that night, In that room with two men. One was her lover The other her uncle One went outside. The other went inside her.(It was the wrong one.) She wants to tell them they are wrong. She wants to tell them It was wrong. She wants them to be right, That no man had (Please God please) indeed ever even bothered (why why why) to rape her.

II. Today is the end of his trial. Today is the beginning of all his trials. He waits for the verdict, but he has already judged Himself. He has just finished defending a tobacco company. He inhales, Thinking of his father and his blackened lungs, his deathbed wheezing. He knows How it all plays out: He loses the case and feels useless. He wins the case and feels soulless. The judge issues the verdict: he loses not the case but his mind.

III. She decides she will live if she can think of five reasons not to kill herself. She takes out some paper, a pen. She sits. She thinks. She stares. Hours pass. The page is empty, and so is she.

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UpBy Jose Renato Nepomuceno

Fly, little jay-bird!Your azure wings streak the sky,fleeing the earth’s grasp.

Until The EndBy Jose Renato Nepomuceno

The end.Hold your ground, though it be near.In this darkness, dare to shine.Stand strong, steel your soul.Ignite your flame of passionate devotion.Steady yourself, keep your fingers crossed.Fear only God, find your faith.Open the inner recesses of your iron will.Remember, who you are, who you fight for.Join the fray, be the hero in the strife.Hear these words, hear your ancestors cheer.Everlasting truth, has finally come.Trust in love, for what comes, will take everything but this....The End....You’ve reached it...Unbelievable.

Making HistoryBy Bea Bayudan

Long have the east and the west clashed as to where civilization have started. We cannot pinpoint our origin; we cannot predict our future. There is no certainty.We mark our years with numbers, but it is the events that mark us with years. We cannot say for sure when one period has started and another finished. We make history during the present yet it is a thing of the past. Time is neither here, nor there. There is no distinction.There is a cycle of glory and decline, and it has always been a revolution of life and death.Every end is a prelude--every beginning is an aftermath.

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A Nerd’s Love PoemAnonymous

Twenty three for the value of aI don’t know why I feel this wayDon’t know if we could ever be

Like 2 plus 2 could never be three

I thought I had you but I was wrongI was too dumb to wait this long

To sum up all my love for youIs more than a gazillion or two

I guess I was never brave to tellYou were heaven but I was hellIt seems I was too nerd to see

What loving you has done to me

Library, then, was my favourite placeBut now it’s where I can see your face

I’m willing to wait, until infinity is squaredJust so you know, I love you, I cared

Now the nerd’s love poem is almost doneBut the sun is about to be goneThis last line is something true

I would never get tired of loving you

For My FamilyBy Shanica Sollegue

Amazing family, we may not beHardships and obstacles struck us,

Indifference sometimes surround us,Yet, never will I sacrifice you for anything.

The world is to end in about ten months, the Mayans predictTen months of attempting to cherish each moment with you

Ten months of struggling to strengthen our kinshipWill it be enough?

Time flying so fast, everyone notices.Taking such for granted, everyone does.

Before I allow myself to be lured that it is finite enough to thank everyone,

To my family, who just like time,is being taken for granted by me,

Thank you.

17 years of existence in this world,No moment in my life do I remember

Saying these five words to you.And so before the 21st of December 2012 comes,

lest this is to be our last year,allow me to say in this “poem” that,

I love you very much.

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DaydreamerAnonymous

Though, this may sound cliché,But hey, you made my day.

One smile from you,Makes my worries go away.

Meeting you was the best thing,Only once have I felt the butterfly feeling.

Now you may not notice me sneaking.I swear you make my heart sing.

Thinking about you while in class,Daydreaming about you so I could pass.

The times we had together,With you, nothing is better.

I just wish I could give you a letter,A letter that will sign that we’ll be forever.

Nonetheless I’m always with in a distance,Hoping just to get even a glance.

But hey, you made my day,Though this may sound so cliché.

Yet it’s too soon to ask for much,I hope we’ll always get in touch.

The heartIs a treasure chest

Full of richness and goldShiny and splendid

Like the morning sunAnd yet like the sun

Warm and brightShedding light on everything

Gloriously

This treasure of the heartMust be sharedOr else it will rot

And lose its lusterSelfishly bringing

No light to anyone

And I hope toShare it with you

by Vico Ubaldo

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Sugar RushAnonymous

Having a crush is like sugar rush.Seeing you makes my day.

But talking to you, oh dear Lord how I pray,that it would happen everyday.

It gets even better.

Or maybe I’d be such a feeler.If one day you’d tell me you feel the same,

hallelujah!But wait, love isn’t a game.

If I’m sure that what I feel is real,

then maybe I’d consider sealing the deal.And tell you how I really feel.

UntitledAnonymous

What and if are two simple wordsBut when put together have one of the strongest impacts

It makes you think about what could beOr what could have been.

Having thought of what could have been

Lets me know that maybe I like you more than just a happy crushAnd it makes me think

Maybe I’d give ‘us’ a shot.

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“I wanna stop wondering, what if… I want to know, what is.”These are one of the strongest words that i know i’ll always remember.I’d rather take a risk if i feel that we stand a chance.Instead of live with the feeling of regretbecause the saddest stories begin with what could have been.

Anonymous

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UntitledAnonymous

I have for a long time kept a secretTo be honest at times it is one I regret

But if I had one chance to admit this to youI’d grab the opportunity before the time flew

Right now is the perfect momentTo let you know of this complete accident

I have never been open about thisIt is normally a concern I immediately dismiss

This cheesy poem is about to endAnd so is the time which you are willing to lend

I’ll tell you right here what has long been left unsaidI like you and this feeling I hope will never end

Tonight I take the riskI can feel my heart beating fasterYou see there’s a lot of things I’ve been dying to tell youAnd I’m afraid I may not find the right words to describe how I feelNever have I imagined that I would meet someone like youThe one who made magic seem to existWith you, I fear nothingWith you, I can be who I amYou’re that one person who has taught me how to love and live life at its fullestIf only I had told you this earlierThen maybe things would have been differentThen maybe I would not have to see you with someone else every single day

Anonymous

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This is LifeBy Joby Guerrero

Sometimes, life is so confusingVarious things you need to be thinking

You don’t know what you should doBe him, be her or just be you

When times like this happenYou think life is unfair again

You don’t know what you should sayBe lonely, be sad or just be gay

At times we tend to lose our wayOccasionally, it’s not a good day

You don’t know where to goTurn right, turn left, to and fro

I hope a solution shows upRemove all things, all the crapYou might know what to do

Be him, be her, No! Just be you!

But in the end this is lifeWe need to work hard, to strifeThings you wish you won’t miss

Be glad, be happy you learned this

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Don’t ask me about tomorrowCause I really don’t knowUnwilling to make a vow

All I care for is now

Don’t make me promisesOr tell me what the future says

I’m living for this momentAin’t ready for a commitment

No worries

Just the two of us hereNo responsibilities

I hope to you it’s clear

Don’t give me that stareI know it’s not fair

But all I care for is nowJust be happy somehow

I like you

But I’m not yet readyI own you

But nobody owns me

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Two WordsBy Johannah Lim

Looks like Justin Bieber read my mindThat I have something “I’mma tell you one time”—Which is it—“Be mine, be my Valentine”or “You’re the best thing that’s ever been mine”? Honestly, I don’t know how such emotion came out of the blueBecause then, there were “Seven things I hate about you”But as my dear friend Paramore says so:“That’s what you get when you let your heart win, who-oh”. After gathering the courage to “Speak Now”I promise not to sing to you Rihanna’s “Take a Bow”I’m giving my all to fulfil that vowI hope that gives you a hint somehow “Why wait”, asked by Shakira among my mentorsNo to chances closing its doorsAnd, unstoppably, my heart now outpoursTwo words to say, and that’s “I’m yours”.

Natural ConflictBeyond the green hills,

great grey clouds are gathering,under the blue sky.

SephirothGreen piercing cat’s eyes,

glare at me in this darkness.They rip through my soul.

Life goes onOn this winter day,

sunlight bathes the stifling cold,as the birds fly high.

by Jose Renato Nepomuceno

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Waking Up to the EndBy Reuel Realin

I.

As the stars fall to their deathswith a dream,

despair and delerium flood our soulsand it begins

My gaze falls upon youand nothing else matters

amidst impending destructiona flicker of hope,

a connection is made,together we smile

As I approach you,My heart moves closer to yoursconsequences notwithstanding.

But as Destiny follows its courseFear grips, its being holding me backto seize the chance and be with you.

I take a deep breath, sigh andOnce again, I wait for the perfect last moment

only to end in regretas the seconds inch until the end

my hand try to meet yours...but in vain.

As light turns to darkthe stars fade with

the warmthAlone in the darkness

we feelit is the end.

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We feel the warmth,as light turns to dark

as the seconds inch until the end

Once again, I wait for the perfect last momentto seize the chance and be with you

As Destiny follows its courseMy heart moves closer to yours

Together we smilea flicker of hope

and nothing else matteredit begins with a dream

and together, we wake upto the end.

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Will you go to the Graduation Ball with me? :)

X by Sam Gonzales