this was most disgusting feeling

this was the most disgusting feeling,
sitting here a place we usually and used to call
mcdo.

it's such a shame to me and to them, letting my butt
i mean pants, touching the off-white long
benches.

seeing these people eat their hearts out as they burn
all the money is your penis surrendering the battle for
erection.

i want to vomit it all, the fries, the float, the yum
-- shit! burger mcdo, should i say, a
waste!

i have tasted the bitterness after all the sweetness
of their laughter coated not with sugar but
contempt.

as the dying seconds come to an end, it hastes
without the first s. the world, the clock and time
stopped.

people sipping out the hot fudge out of their floats
just like how they breath in smoke from cigars and
ganja.

and those skimpy skirts showing their souls,
i hate them, "the more you hate the more you
love."

and the ketchup and salt stains on their cellular phones
insulting my phone for being a 2G. Click, click, click on their
camphones.

their being filipinos are now hidden,
the cookie on the completely stirred Oreo
McFlurry.



now i found myself wiping what i puked.

starting line of the race to infatuation

the 75th post on this blog waits.
he wonders like the child reading a science book
(a book whose errors reach not a hundred plus).

and as the fingers touched the keys
where no letter is present at all,
the brain thought of nothing but
to look left. to look right.

suddenly, typing became the preoccupation
of those lovely filthy fingers.
(look at those dirt in the nails.)
motivation spurred into the hands.

on an idiot box who is so foolish
to fool us around,
i saw this short-haired chick.

and all i want to say all the time
is chick. chick. chick.
and uhuh. uhuh. uhuh.
just like how beavis and butt-head do.

tears came no crawling.
instead,
saliva which showed no lust
but pure of affection and infatuation
on a girl named iwa.


(posted as: Trying it Out)
www.lovelostintheshuffle.blogspot.com
january 05, 2006

ironically speaking

how ironic it is
having a toast with no one
supposedly
drinking wine with arms over mine

how ironic it is
giving you such a wonderful gift
and you
were only to give him what was mine

how ironic it is
i am so alone here, chairs blank, wind my company
thinking of you
occupies the couch like the way we used to

how ironic it is
thinking of my only you
yet
you were really over him



www.blackbluegrayallover.blogspot.com
may 05, 2005

number one

you weren't there
when i was about to fall

the worse is that
it was you i needed the most

the bruise from my fall
was nothing

but what i learned was
the pain stabbing me

how do i get away with the scar
for it only reminds me of the tragic day




www.blackbluegrayallover.blogspot.com
april 04 2005

sonata ng ulan

foolishly raining these past days.
it complements the feeling.
how i wish the rain's gonna stop.
end this all.
i'm stretching these arms of mine
and saying all apologies.
time has been untimely
bringing me these fateful events.
rain is now on my cheeks.
these hands turned into wipers
want to reach out for forgiveness
ready to take the consequences.
hope your going to read this
i do hope. sorry



www.lovelostintheshuffle.blospot.com
september 23, 2005

nakatutuwa

nakatutuwa,
buti pa sila masaya.
ako, hindi. ilang araw na din.

ang lungkot,
ito ang aking naging kaibigan.
sa bawat araw na wala ako.
hindi ako, ikaw.

maari bang
pumutok na lang nang ganun
na lamang
ang isang baril
kung hindi ito ikakasa?

nakita ko.
hindi ko naramdaman.
bulag akong tumitingin
sa bawat ligaya ng iyong labi.
at dahil sa tahimik na ikaw
nabingi ako.

kailan pa
kaya sisikat ang buwan
sa isang umagang tinatawag
nilang bukas?
salamat sa isang tala
naliwanagan ako ng husto
upang mawala sa landas.

nakakatuwa
ako? "hindi" ang aking sagot.
kailanman wala.
isang wala ang pumupuno
sa aking damdamin na
puno ng meron.
hindi na mapipigilan,
isang hayop na ulol.

at sa huli alam ko.
marami pang nakakatuwa
hindi sa akin
kung hindi sa lipunan.
nakuntento na ako
sa meron na ibinibigay ko
upang maging wala
at malimutan na parang
isang taong grasa. isang ako.


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october 10, 2005

no, i really don't want to but

no, i really don't want to but
i wanna see your face conform
with what i see everyday.
well, actually, when it's you i see.
i may no longer appreciate you
yesterday.
though today i liked you
more than yesterday.

your skin of porcelain,
your sweet and blood red lips,
your eyes of perfection
i can't help but be lost.
just like this reality,
i can no longer have you.
such a frustration,when time conspired not to
be with you.

wish,
for a hope is also,
put this into stop.
and now i can feel
this sudden rush going against me.
no, i really don't want to but
for you a world maybe.

www.lovelostintheshuffle.blogspot.com
october 11, 2005

and here i go again

at sa gabing ikaw ang tinatangis
maari bang mapagbigyan
ang isang hiling na
alam kong imposible.

umalis ka,
sa isang gabi. isang araw.
sapat na ang alaala,
ikaw na kapiling.

hindi ko ginusto.
sinong pipigil
sa isang dakilang manlilinlang,
tadhana.

sa tagal ng ating
pagsasama,
inisip ko kung ang
lahat ng ito ba ay totoo?

bumalik tayo
sa isang dati,
ngunit lahat ng ito
nawala.

www.lovelostintheshuffle.blogspot.com
november 07, 2005

this girl of boredom

there was this girl of fortune.
she spent all her life buying things,
one could not afford
one could never imagine.

never in her life she was late.
brand new technologies.
freshest food.
up-to-date belongings.

a collector of men.
for her beauty (thanks to extravagance)
is a possession prized by
many of blinded sight.

armageddon.
she never feared.
all she got to back her up
is all she had spent fortune on.

time passed.
it was a thing she forgot.
(she) never knew how expensive it was
for no individual already bought it.

it destroyed her technologies.
it rot away her food.
it lost her belongings.
it left her in the air alone.

alone,
she is in the dark.
looking for all the things, gone they are.
sarcastically, time sticks its tongue out on her.

crazy
she was.
and people thought she was alright,
and deserving of what has happened.

realization went
into her somewhat shattered mind.
this girl of fortune was
just a girl of boredom.

now she lived next to me.
i fear nothing of her.
for i know everyone has
this girl of boredom.


www.lovelostintheshuffle.blogspot.com
december 22, 2005

kudos to a human(maybe not) named gelo

today is the second day of classes.
i've grown tired or shall i say,
inspired.
not because of her, but because of him.

speak me not of a gay,
i'll tell you this in a straight way.
inspired
i am, of angelo v. suarez.

i just want to thank him.
he just opened me a world where i am most
inspired.
this writer, of past and present,

a memory and pride of ust,
has this very special and eccentric talent and
inspired
he is or is it because i just fantasize

having a great knowledge of words
and talent and is talent instead.
inspired?
did i just make a copy of him?

www.lovelostintheshuffle.blogspot.com
january 05, 2006

congratulation

for all the people
this is my blog specially made
for my post
which are all of poetry.

forced out poetry.

poems from my other blog.

i dream this collection of poems
would be put into publication.
i wanted not need it.
a want and dream.