KAHILOM.

Gisubay ko ang dalan
paingon sa kamatuoran,
Apan ang mga tawo maglisud
ug dawat sa salangpotan.
Ang saunang dukiros na dalan,
karon makabungog sa kahilom ug kalibogan.
Nagbarog ako sa tunga-tunga sa sangi.
Gahandom ug tawng kaila nga muagi.
Makalibog ang pagpili
sa dalan na angay’ng giokan.
Sa tinuod lang, nanginahanglan ko ug tabang.
Pero ang dalan nagpabiling ngit-ngit,
ang mga suga gapiratpirat sa kaadlawong hapit.
Wala’y mitubag sa akong mga pagpanangpit –
ang kahilom sa palibot dili masakmit.
Sa pagkakaron,pilion kong magpadayung
nag inusara sa dalang alimpasay,
Kaysa magpabiling nabuta sa kabakakan
nga gibukotan ug kaharuhay.

MR

Paghubad sa Inglis // English Translation

Silence

Walked towards the path leading to the truth,
Even though others had found it difficult to accept.
The road that was once busy,
now is deafening with silence and confusion.
I stood in the midst of a crossroads,
hoping to find a familiar face in the crowd.
Dumbfounded on which path to tread,
in truth, help’s one thing I badly need.
But the road’s still enveloped in darkness,
and street light’s continue to flicker in the break of dawn.
Try as I may to ask for help, no one’s responded –
the silence  could not be seized.
Now I realize that I’d rather walk alone in agony,
than stay in the comfort of being blindsided
by pretense and lies so blatantly.

MR

Hush Now.

You came running towards me,
panic rushed all over my body.
To be near you, was all I ever wanted.
and you’re here now, I should be happy.
Yet there’s sorrow in your eyes and your soul,
and you no longer believed in tomorrow.
Hush now… Hush!
You don’t say things like that.
You hugged me tight, it was Heaven’s gift.
It was the only thing every Christmas
that I ever wished to receive.
Yet it was because of  the pain.
The suffering you’re going through.
I now wish I could somehow take it back,
make it mine and pull it away from you.
Hush now… Hush!
Your tears are soaking my shirt, it’s my favorite,
but if you wish to make a handkerchief of it, I’d comply.
Think, man! Think!
How can I possibly calm you down?
I caressed you like a child, held you near as you cried.
If I tell you “I love you”, will you no longer be blue?
Would you smile for me dear?
Would that give you a cheer?
Yet I can’t possibly say that, for now, let me be here for you –
Though you don’t hear me, I will hear you.
Hush now.. Hush.
Please stop crying.
I feel helpless that I can’t even take away the pain.
Hush now… Hush.
It seemed to have worked!
You’ve now kept your silence, but then uttered
I love him…” thinking you’re unheard.

MR

Huli Na.

Umaambon na naman
maya’t maya’y bubuhos ang ulan.
Maaalala na naman
ang mga panahong nagdaan.
Sa bawat pag-ugoy ng hangin
Kalungkutan ang nadarama
Sa bawat dagundong ng kulog
Ako’y nanghihina.
Nakatulog ako ng matagal,
sa himbing ko,
di ko na namalayan,
matagal ka na rin palang
nakatutok, nakaabang,
na ako’y magising
sa katotohanan.
Pilitin mang magising,
ang mata ko nakapikit pa rin,
nabulag sa katotohanan
na ang buhay maikli lamang.
Kaya lubhang pagsisisi
ang nadarama
simula ng ika’y nawala.
Eto ako ngayun
dilat na dilat na
ngunit huling huli na rin pala.
Lumisan ka na,
hindi man lang tayo nagkita.
Ipinagkait ko sayo
ang nag iisang hiling mo –
na tayo’y magkasama
sa mga huling araw ng buhay mo.
“Masyado akong abala!”
ang palaging katwiran ko.
Ngayun iyon nalang ang meron ako
abala at katwiran,
ngunit para pa to saan ‘to
kung wala ka na rin lang
sa piling ko…

MR

Dasig

Sa mga panahon sa kalisud,
kung mulapas na sa
utlanan ang imong pagpailob.
Sa mga panahon sa kasakit
ug katimawa o kakabos ug kung
magpatigbabaw sa kinabuhi ang kapait –
Bahala ug magkamang na
Bahala ug magkayamukat ang agi
Pagpabiling ga-sukol
sa tanang kagul-anan.
Pagpabilin sa imong pagdasig
bisan pa ug unsa ang
muabot nga kabilinggan.

MR

Paghubad sa English // English Translation

Resilience

In times of hardships
or when patience
has reached its limit.
In times of distress
and destitute, and misery,
or in those times of bitterness –
I will crawl if I have to
just to go through this messy life.
I will continue to fight
amidst the loneliness.
I will continue to stay resilient
throughout life’s encumbrance.

MR

Ailen.

All my life I’ve sought for truth,
I relentlessly comb through the universe.
Lived beyond the margin of rancid rules
Eager to pursue my passion in traverse.
No one needs to know how I’m feeling,
Living day to day searching for meaning.
I keep clammed up about what I really want
Musing that someone will read through my silence.
Guess I will need to keep waiting
Or searching for the truth in this inchoate world.

MR

INFJ: The Advocate.

I am an egalitarian!
I believe we’re all equal.
Regardless of who
or what you are.

When I believe in you,
trust that I do
and I’ll fight for it too.
Never think that you’re alone.

I believe in honesty,
that we can all live by it.
There’s nothing better than to tread
on to inspiring deeds.

I am warm and passionate,
I will lavish you with altruism.
Although I’m extremely private
Getting to know me more is slim.

I have this need to be inspired –
I chase after goodwill in people.
But I won’t have you criticize
the cause I believe in or my pride.

I am not easily wooed,
if you try hard I’ll be amused.
If you try harder, I’ll be spontaneous –
Public display, I often exhaust.

I am not afraid of intimacy
as long as you never lie to me.
You will travel through my depth
if you can take away my breath.

I can be a bit of a perfectionist,
but I will consider a friend my soulmate.
Travel through the world with me,
Conquer every facet of my imagery.

MR

Musings 2.0.

I sit and wait
for words to wander,
into the night –
on to this paper.
So many thoughts
that I could not speak
there is endlessness
in my quiet mystique.
I’ve imagined
for a quaint pen
to match with an old
parchment since 1910.
Dressed in vintage
seated in a mahogany desk,
the smooth flow of words
that even I can’t contest.
My thoughts had
wandered off again,
but my paper remain empty
I failed once more in misery.
On to this paper,
into the night…
Words never wandered
though try as I might.

MR@2016

Unsent Letter.

It’s been light-years since
you and I have been friends.
Not a day goes by that I don’t wonder,
would “me and you” look good together?

One Sunny afternoon
as we’re hanging out in our cocoon.
You fell asleep in my shoulder,
and I noticed in your bag – a letter.

I read it and it took me in
a vast dimension of your affection.
My mind’s gyrated, caught in a spin,
Tangled in your letters doting.

I felt those words of love
belong only for my eyes to read.
Don’t you already know you’re beloved?
That, to you, my soul’s embed.

The longer the letter,
I’ve fallen for you deeper.
Yet at the bottom it called for
another’s name instead.

MR@2016

Free-fall

You took me to your paradise
Why? I couldn’t surmise.
Something tells me I should be scared,
Scared – that finally someone cared.

This feeling is new to me,
where both my feelings and logic agree.
Tell me it’s something I can trust,
That this epiphany won’t leave me to rust.

I want to live with you – within you.
As how you’ve created a berth in my soul.
Catch me! Catch me when I fall.
For when I do, I can simply give my all.

MR@2016