Broken Silence

For a long time I’ve known
That a friend,
Is someone who’ll always be there for you
Through thick or thin,
To join you in loneliness.
A person to turn to.

And so, a friend you were
As I’ve ever known.
Since we’ve met
You were all that a friend was
Always.

Two years have passed.
It is our third years as friends.
You’re still the same as I.
Together, we have climbed the highest mountains
Didn’t let go for no one should fall.
Together, we have soared the skies
Through help and cooperation.

One day, you told me
You couldn’t go on and tries to kill yourself.
I was there to stand by you
Ready to listen, to be your crying shoulder,
To help you realize
The beauty of life.

But afterwards, you shocked me
When you said
That everything was just a test,
That you left because there’s no reason not to,
That you just used me,
That I failed badly.
Wasn’t my concern enough?

Here I am out of the barrier.
I will speak.
I will open your eyes to my heart.
Wasn’t my concern enough?
Wasn’t my friendship enough?

Acknowledgment is due to Charcoals (SY 2002-2003), the English literary folio of Benguet State University-Secondary Laboratory School, where the poem was first published.


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Soar

I have often dreamed of ascending to the skies
When times would favor my thoughts and acts
Or of times when mistakes would never make me crack.

But amidst the foolish aspirations,
Dreams of white snow-caped mountains,
Of overflowing rivers and amber sunsets,
Inaccuracies aided my tumble.

I have often dreamed of ascending to the skies
But everything seems to me as clueless
With all the manifestations of helplessness.

Once again, left all alone
Without visions of green-leveled plains,
Of truth and love,
Hope.

Once, on a starry night sky,
I saw dreams of assured peace
And how everything would finally be at ease.

With all the reflections, I mingle with the highest
Breaking the chains, breaking the glass;
Making it to be on the green grass.

Acknowledgment is due to Super N!, a special edition of the Nightingale (Vol. 2 Issue 1), the official publication of the Nursing Association of Responsible Students, where the poem was first published.

Note: The above poem possesses similarities in style and use of words with the poem, Journey.


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Prendre Dès Libertés

Be as it may
That the one contemplated on
Tranquilly instigates
On the inventor’s being.

He still stands for amity
Well taken into account
Since a while,
Years in the past.

Blissfully outside, going in
Laden from in to out.
Relinquishing enthusiastically—
Epitomizing impassionedness.

Set off
To unearth delight
As I have comprehended
Your contentment on a new.

Acknowledgment is due to the Nightingale (Vol. 1 No. 1 June-October, 2005), the official publication of the Nursing Association of Responsible Students, where the poem was first published.


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Journey

This farewell
Chronicles the afflictions all throughout
All the times when I cared.

Off I then go to an era
Where people in pain cry out
     Of broken relationships,
     Of losing,
     Of being alone.

Similar.
As I have walked on paths
     Of sweet passions and bitter frustrations,
     Of springtime flowers and bloodshed fortunes,
     Of cold nights and amber sunsets…

Heart-pounding nightmares.
Enlightening but absurd.

Foolish.

I often undergo a state of reverie
And cross visions
     Of dreams of green leveled plains
     Or white snow-capped mountains
     Of smiles, joy, and laughter,
     Of truth and love…
     …hope.

On every glittering night,
I feel  a reflection of my real world
Without you by my side
But with a tear on my face—
Filled with
     Regrets
     Questions…
     …a blue specter.

So I go
On the journey you inspired me to take.
From my dream,
You speak,
But full of mystery.

And I wait the perfect time
When choices would be kind enough
To alter my destiny
And allow me to join
The inside.
Leave the outside.

Acknowledgment is due to the Mountain Breeze (Vol. XXXIV No. 1 June-October, 2003), the official English student publication of Benguet State University-Secondary Laboratory School, where the poem was first published.


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About Me

How are you today?

Oh I’m feeling good, thank you!

How is life as an only child?

As a child, I really never felt alone. But now, I realize that it can be lonely. I mean, when you go home, no one’s there to ask you ‘bout your day. You got no blood who’s your age to stick with you through the thickest. Sometimes, I get envious of people with siblings.

What kind of family/childhood did you have?

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