Poetry by Krizia Banosan Garcia | September 19, 2010
limitless, yet limited.
i’m back to my one-two beat.
lips sweetly bruised,
i’m at the best location
at the almost perfect hour
the moments of which
i don’t really remember.
your heat
and the firsts of many things
and nothing new
are what make this summer sizzle
and what put summer’s tears
to utter shame.
—-
Krizia Banosan Garcia makes the most of life being a tambay.
Poetry by Gino Dolorzo | September 12, 2010
It feels right to lie
down on these sheets
damped with our own sweat.
It must be like falling
in love with them,
as I for you,
where we hide
ourselves, naked
like truth, secured enough
to let go of our fears
tonight that I’m the one
whom you fix your eyes on.
Not him. Not even
his eyes, dazzling of love-
promises, like the diamond
you let him wear
‘round your finger.
Like the pearls
he surprised you
after your first, I wish
your last, anniversary kiss.
Unlike our love alone
that can’t afford
to objectify itself
through those shiny stones.
Tonight I can care
less. Or not at all. Since there’s
no absence of heat
when it comes to your touch
like you do to me
on these sheets we have
rented for a short time.
Like each chance
your lips warm the chill-
worn cracks of mine
that makes me realize
how cold the night
like the accusation
of the world outside
that says we’re wrong.
—-
Gino studies at Xavier University – Ateneo de Cagayan, Cagayan de Oro City.
Poetry by Reymond Pepito | September 5, 2010
wings of a butterfly
covered my eyes
So gentle, so sweet
so smooth like a dye.
Reasons are not here
to answer me why;
why those gentle wings
made me smile,
made me cry.
—-
Reymond Pepito is a Mass Comm student from Ateneo de Davao University.
Poetry by Jayson Parba | September 5, 2010
Parts, daghan man daw itik sa inyong tugkaran?
Naa kay mahatag nako?
Kanang nindot ug lawas, ha?
Kanang maayo mokimbot
Sa iyahang sampot.
Ayaw nang sobra katambok
Basin dali ra kayo hangoson.
Ug usa pa, di ko ana,
Kusog man gud na mokaon.
Ayaw pud nang niwang
Basin dali ra kaayo kapoyon.
Ug usa pa, di ko ana,
Wa may lami kaonon ang bukogon.
Kanang sakto lang og lawas
Para maigo sa akong kalha,
Kung asa siya akong lutoon
Aron sa kalipay ako iyang busogon.
—-
Si Jayson Parba usa ka magtotodlo sa Capitol University, Cagayan de Oro City.
Poetry by Ronald Jay Rama | August 29, 2010
Adunay naglaray na mga lata
Sudlanan sa tinapa.
Akong gipangtutuk matag-usa.
Ang mga haguka
Mas lanog ug paka.
—-
Ronald Jay Rama is a graduate of Ateneo de Davao University.
Poetry by Jhunorjim Caumbo Zandueta | August 22, 2010
Sawang-sawa na ko sa t’wing ako ay tinatangay,
Ng kamalasan at para na ba akong bibigay,
Minsan nga’y iniisip ko sa kabaong na mahimlay,
At hintayin na lang ang oras na akoy mamatay.
—-
Jhunrojim Caumbo Zandueta is a sophomore Computer Engineering student at ADDU.
Poetry by Jhunorjim Caumbo Zandueta | August 22, 2010
Ilang ulit ng nadapa,
Ilang ulit ng tumayo,
Ilang ulit ng nasaktan,
Ilang ulit ng nabigo,
Ilang ulit ng umiyak,
Ilang ulit ng nawalan,
Ilang ulit pa bang ulit,
Ang aking dapat lampasan?
—-
Jhunrojim Caumbo Zandueta is a sophomore Computer Engineering student at ADDU.
Poetry by Rory Ian Bualan | August 22, 2010
Mihiwi ang tul-id
sa pag-agi mo:
Buhok pay imo
nga dunay kompas –
giwakli-wakli sa huyop
sa hangin nangambras.
Mata mong gangisi
daw gisungog sila –
mipitok-pitok luyo sa
siga ning hapona.
Liog mo pang
hastang lunoya –
gaduyan-duyan uban’s
mitalidhay mong higala.
Hawak mo pa lagi
nga gahinay-hinay –
nahadlok mapiko,
sa batsi galikay-likay.
Tiil, duna kay tulo,
gapulihanay ug duso –
pirting amping, kimbot;
maski ang isa wa’y koko.
Mihiwi ang tul-id
sa pag-agi mo;
Ug ako mipadaplin
uban sa biay-biay’ng
wa gyud nimo gipansin.
—-
Rory Bualan enjoys reading Steve Berry.