stolen kissA stolen kiss
Landed on a cheek
Cheek so soft
So pinkish.

That stolen kiss…
Triggered an avalanche
The snow slid
Buried the thief.
So deep
So sweet

Stolen kiss…
Crawled to the lips
Down the loops and the twists
Till the thief touched the edges of the cliff.
Plunge did the thief
Down into the abyss
Trench so deep,
Then peaked at the bottom of the pit!


Teacher-Writer Hardpen is my nom de plume. My real name is Massuline Antonio Dupaya Ligaya. Many times I was asked the question, "Why do you write?" I don't write for rewards nor adulation. When I write poems, stories or essays, seeing them completed gives me immense joy and satisfaction. The happiness and sense of fulfillment I feel when completing my works are my rewards. When I teach, I don't work but I play. The classroom is my playground, the students are my playmates, and the subject is our toy. Proud to be me! Proud to be a FILIPINO! TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

Posted on February 14, 2018, in Kissing, Love, Poetry, Tula and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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