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FENCES

I woke up one day
And the cage wasn’t there.
I was free.
The shadows have gone
The sky, cloudless
The hurt, easing its way
Out of my heart like a pinch.
I am free.
So i thought.
But I am not.
I can’t let nobody in.
The locks turn at the
Approach of anyone.
I see the unworthy.
I feel unworthy.
It would seem that
I have built myself
A fence too high.
It’s not freedom.
To be over that fence is.

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LIARS

He said one day
He liked (her)him.
And (s)he casually said
(S)He liked him too.
The words were true
And sweet because the truth
Is sweet to the tongue.
To say. To taste.
They sailed naked through the
Waves on their sheets
Under the silver moon
Guiding their voyage
Til the sun peeps
From the hills of their pillows
And greet them good morning.

Today.
They look back together
As the timelines
On their facebook pages
Roll the events in between.
The words they said
They vividly remember.
They must be true
Because they believed them.
And truths are as good as lies
If no one believed them.
But those words really,
No matter what they choose
To believe
Were only true under
The sheets.

They lied.
They were liars.
And only a liar and a liar
Could only weave lies
Like truths.

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STILL

They sit on the grass
In silence.
Two hearts talking
Because their lips fail
And the all the words
Have been said.

They sit in silence.
Shoulders touching.
Facing the east
Like it’s the direction
They are moving
Together.

They sit still like
Two birds on a branch
Of a leafless tree
Watching the light of sun
Trace the edges of
The shifting clouds
Like the heavens are weaving
Them the tapestry
Of their days beyond.

The sun peeks.
In that fleeting stillness
Of their presence,
I could hear the music
They cannot contain
While their hearts waltz
Like they have found
Forever in the stillness
Of morning.

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CITY OF LONELY (Never Easy)

It’s never easy.
To cover yourself
Under your sheets
In mornings of deafening
Silence -
In a house that is not
A home.
In a bed that gives you
Strange dreams
Inside a box of walls and ceilings
That stare back blankly
In apathy,
Stoic of the rollercoaster
That runs all day in
The circus in your head.
And you imagine
They listened but
They were never really
A friend from the beginning.
This city that shines
At night may have
Embraced you but
In sudden stops in your
Jeepney rides,
It drowns you
In her bosom until
You gasp for air.
For a hand
For another soul
For another body
For love.
Or its substitue.
Everything there is around you,
They taunt you.
Like a new
Face in the neighborhood,
They still mock you.
The familiarity fades and
Comes in tides.

It’s never easy.
Even after all these years.

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UNTITLED

He steps outside
And leaves yesterday behind.
The baggages that weigh
Heavy loosen from his grip 
And fall behind him.
He never looks back.
The scars he cannot leave
Behind the door cuts 
Across his chest.
He is leaving the darkness
He loved for so long.
He had made
Love with solitude.
He had  a long engagement
With loneliness.
He knows them 
Too well now.
He is ready to kiss them
On the lips and bid adieu.
He braves into the light
To a place where freedom
Seems a scary place.
He will soon learn
That his heart is among wild horses
Running in an endless prairie.
He is not a pigeon
He thought he was.

UNTITLED

He steps outside
And leaves yesterday behind.
The baggages that weigh
Heavy loosen from his grip
And fall behind him.
He never looks back.
The scars he cannot leave
Behind the door cuts
Across his chest.
He is leaving the darkness
He loved for so long.
He had made
Love with solitude.
He had a long engagement
With loneliness.
He knows them
Too well now.
He is ready to kiss them
On the lips and bid adieu.
He braves into the light
To a place where freedom
Seems a scary place.
He will soon learn
That his heart is among wild horses
Running in an endless prairie.
He is not a pigeon
He thought he was.

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UNSAID

There are moments
When I wish I had
Said the scribbles
On the ceilings of my head,
The rage painted across
The walls of my heart.
Sometimes I wish
I should have freed
Them and see them born
Into life no matter how monstrous
They could have become.
But I chose to collect
Them together and
Let them dissipate
In placid silence in the wind
Of days passing by.
I was mute but I wasn’t
Deaf.
The want of words
Didn’t mean
I cared less
Or loved less
Or lived the moment less.
I was inside my head
Calculating in brief seconds,
The words hanging on the
Tip of my tongue.
And I spared you the hurt.
I spared myself from the hurt.
I spared us both from the hurt
Of words that could not
Be taken back
From the wind.

Or maybe I was wrong.

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