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Winika ni Balagtas ating balikan
Pag-ibig daw… “labis makapangyarihan.”
Kapag pinana’t sa puso’y tinamaan
Utak ay lumilipat sa talampakan
Wika nila’y kapag tumibok ang puso
Pupungay ang mata tutulis ang nguso
Lutang at tulala parang tinotoyo
Nagiging pasaway tumitigas ang bungo.
Kapag umibig lahat ay sasawayin
Mga bilin ni nanay ‘di papansinin
Upang ang kasintahan ay makapiling
Mataas man ang bakod ay aakyatin.
Basta’t ang pag-ibig ay masunod lamang
Basta’t kasama mahal na kasintahan
Tatakas at lahat ay tatalikuran
Magiging bingi’t magbubulag-bulagan.
Animo kasi na shabu ang pag-ibig
Kapag tinamaan ka’y t’yak na maaadik
Harangan ka man ng sibat o ng kampit
Bisig ng sinta mo’y yayakaping pilit.
Kung bakit ganoon mahirap sagutin
Hiwaga ng pag-ibig mahirap arukin
“Gamitin ang isip…” kay daling sabihin
Ngunit tibok ng puso’y mahirap pigilin.
Pag-ibig ay kantang puso ang aawit
Isip ma’y matalas ‘di ito malilirip
Pag-ibig… wikang puso lang ang gagamit
‘di mabibigkas ng pipi’t binging isip.
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Posted by M.A.D. LIGAYA
Felt it was.
Thought it was.
But…it wasn’t
I saw you…
smiling.
I felt your lips
kissing mine.
But when the amber’s gone
you vanished.
In thin air
you disappeared.
The cinder is our only chance
but it has now turned to ashes.
The wind has blown away
the faintest flicker of hope
that there’s a “you and me.”
But…
It can’t be… shouldn’t be.
The “you and me”
is nothing
but a “could have been.”
You were there
or so I thought.
But you were never.
Or shall I say…
you should have not been there.
Everything was indeed perfect.
Or so I thought.
But everything is nothing
… but a mirage.
But I could still
hold you
kiss you…
that’s when you visit me
in my dreams.
Only in my dreams.
For the “we”
is but a dream.
And you
…. just a mirage.
Posted by M.A.D. LIGAYA
Love’s indeed a roller coaster
Treacherous switchback it bestrides
It would throw you up and under
Scary! But stay… enjoy the ride
Be not afraid when love rolls down
Expect to be twisted and turned
Buckle up in delight be drowned
Before downwards the ride returns
Expect the twizzles and the twines
Hold tight… sit tight… embrace the flow
When spun and twirled never whine
Buckle up don’t ever let go
Love couldn’t be any wilder
Than a ride on a roller coaster
Buckle up if you want to try
Be ready to laugh… and to cry
Posted by M.A.D. LIGAYA
As the trail steepens
the breeze whistles,
the branches creak…
then the leaves rustle.
Suddenly the birds sing
I even heard crickets chirping
I think from behind the bushes
I heard a hissing.
I could really hear
my heart pounding…
my joints cracking…
my muscles popping…
So I decided to rest
then the huffs
the puffs…
Stopped.
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