Biyernes, Agosto 30, 2013

ngiti

nakita kitang byerne santo na naman ang mukha
kaya't ako ay nagulat at nagtaka
sa itsura ng iyong mukha
na kulang na lang ay magpalit ka ng anyo

kaya't ako'y naglakas loob na lumapit
para subukan bigyan ng solusyon ang iyong dinadamdam
at para mapawi ang iyong galit
na kulang na lang ika'y maging pangit.

huwag kang mahiyang sabihin ang sariling saloobin
nandito lang ako at handang makinig para ika'y intindihin
kahit abutan pa ng araw hinding-hindi iiwan
hangga't ang iyong dinadala ay hindi mahanapan ng solusyon.

pero isang pakiusap lang bago isipin ang problema
bakit hindi mo subukang ngumiti kahit sandali
para mabasawan ang sakit na nararamdaman
at huwag isipin na ika'y minamadali.

sa simpleng ngiti ay unti-unting nakakalimutan ang isang bagay
kaya't walang masama kung hindi mo susubukan
kung ako sayo uumpisahan ko ang isang naisip na solusyon
dahil alam ko galit ang nangingibabaw sa iyong pagkatao
kaya huwag kalimutan ang pag-ngiti kahit isang saglit lang.

Autobiography of 10 (A Thankful Story)

A year may past for me in the first place but I never imagine it will last long even some of them recognize me thru the forum but I’m still no one because only a few people knew me but it didn’t break me to stop, in short I’m still motivated to write until I reach the thing that I want without using violence.

I met a lot of people thru cyber world, some of them are nice people but some of them are not because of the things they said behind my back, even the hell I care.
I have no idea why they did that but there’s something that pop out thru my head, they think I’m famous but their dead wrong or maybe I have some things that they don’t have that’s why they keep on attacking without me knowing even their way is kinda gay and coward but still it didn’t break me to stop for my passion in writing even I know their true color, liar, two faced, backstabber, envy, know it all and mostly, douchebag that’s what I know about them even I know what’s their intention against me they can’t stop me even they attack me with harsh words or anything, no worries because I have a way against them, in short I write something about them because what’s the point of arguing if some douche that don’t want to listen or admit their mistake? The answer is I have no idea, even they read of all my works against them they didn’t stop until I surrender, sorry haters that word doesn’t include in my vocabulary so dream on MOFO!

I’ve already expect that thing in the first place when I started writing including criticism, I had to admit it’s hard in the first place but in the end I’ve already overcome the biggest wall thru my passion. It didn’t affect my emotion against them but honestly speaking I think a little bit not a big yes, maybe the argument continues but who cares anyway.

It’s hard to admit that I met some people with bad attitude but not at all because I think I’m blessed from above or should I say it’s part being a writer because I’ve met some good people and mostly silent readers even though it’s totally dull I’ve gain respect unlike my haters they don’t deserve to be respect anyway so stay out of my way or else you’ll be sorry, you think I’m the total villain but in reality you’re the one even you hide it you’ll never escape from the truth.

For the people who keep on praising and recognize me as a writer and an inspiration to them, a million thanks for all of them I wouldn’t done this without you and thank you for reading all my works I’ve really appreciate it.

And for all my haters who keep on pulling me down, sorry your not worthy so die trying anyway, the truth shall prevail even you hate to admit the real thing it will come whether you like or not, I’ll keep on writing until you get upset and surrender. 


And for guy who steal one of my works I got my eyes on you, you can’t escape from the truth even you keep on lying, I’m coming for you because I’m your worst nightmare so be afraid…be very afraid. 

if i die tonight

soon it will come for the rest of my life
that i would never feel at ease and relief
even it takes a good grief
as long as i'm breathing
i won't stop doing something.

sometimes i hate to admit
the things that i need to commit
even i'm facing all of them
still i don't need to be inform.

even you point your gun in my head
or stab me at back with a knife
because your heart is filled with hatred
i would gladly accept it
co'z i'm already accepting my fate.

that no one will save me from death
even i'm facing it many times
i'm not afraid to die so let it come
killing me won't give you any fame.

you won't have any satisfaction
even it's my prediction
be sure i'm surely dead and never made a mistake
or else i will be the one who'll haunt you down when i came back.

mensahe para sa babaeng malandi

iniwan mo man ako noon sa ere dahil alam mong wala kang future
sa aking pagkatao'y dinaig ko pa ang na-torture
dahil sa maling desisyon na iyong ginawa
habang ang katulad ko'y ginawang kawawa.

hindi matanggap sa una ang lahat ng hindi inaasahan
na ang pakiramdam ay unti-unti akong binabaon
sa aking kinatatayuan na kulang na lang ako mismo ang gumawa ng aking sariling libingan.

hindi pa man nakakabangon sa sakit na naibigay
nakakagulat dahil sa isang tao ikaw ay bumigay
gumawa ng dahilan para makipaghiwalay
dahil may isang taong naghihintay.

sa bandang huli naging malinaw ang lahat
dahil sulutan ang naging ugat
na kahit gusto kong magalit
dinaan ko na lang sa pekeng pag-ngiti.

nagtagumpay man ang taong nanulot
mabilis naman bumalik ang kapalit
dahil sa maling paraan 
nagkaron ang isa ng panibagong pagkakataon.

naulit ang isang bagay na alam mong mali
pero sumabay ka naman sa agos at trip
kaya't pakiramdam mo kinababaliwan ka ng dalawang tao
hindi ko na sasabihin na kasama ako dahil matagal ko ng tinanggap na hindi ka para sa akin.

kahit alam kong insecure ang huling nanulot sayo
wala akong pakialam dahil mas lamang ako sa kanya ng sampung paligo
kahit pagtabihin kaming dalawa
alam kong siya parin ang mukhang kawawa.

sweet revenge for a boastful one 2

your wearing nice clothes just to be recognize
but in reality your a big disgrace
even your winning the race
your still second place.

pretending to be cool
even your a fool
striving to rise against me
even you don't have a fame.

spreading rumors that i'm no one
in reality your alone
i treated you as my friend
but in return your intention is hatred.

even your living with lies
you won't get any remorse
even it became worst
until you become thirst.

mercy is for the weak
i'm already awake
so prepare for the actions i want to break
don't expect for second chance
even your life is already miserable and endless.

poetic response

you attack because of envy and jealousy
and think you got me
even you don't have a name
you're dreaming for having a fame.

no cure for being insecure
i'll stab you for sure
even your begging for your life
i won't stop until i feel relief.

even your laying from gold
your personality will never be untold
you won't get any respect
so don't ever expect.

your pretending to be famous
but in reality your only anonymous
you won't get any praise
even a single please. 

static response

everyone is a critic
but all of them became static
even at first they became a fanatic
but in the end they become a lunatic.

they don't want to quit  
even they hate to admit
the real thing and the reality
that's why they became my enemy.

who keep on pulling me down
until dawn and they became unknown
it's already been decided
so better f@*% yourself or commit suicide.

you're true intention is already revealed
even you didn't succeed 
but still you try to hide and deny it
even you cannot escape from the truth.

i won't ask for your karma
co'z you've already in a coma
don't ever think it's over
it will never stop and never have the chance to recover.