Doon Sa Amin

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Weakling. Weakling!

Paulit-ulit sinasaklot ng salitang ito ang kanyang hinagap. Weakling. Wala naman talagang malalim na kahulugan. Wala nga ba?

Hindi niya kasalanan kung bakit siya ganoon, hindi niya gustong magbigay ng ganoong impresyon. Ngunit sa ayaw niya o sa gusto, ganoon ang mga tao. Kung ano ang unang pumasok sa

isip, yun na. Kung nakita nilang pipilay-pilay, kawawa. Kung nakita nilang magulo ang buhok, marumi ang katawan at madungis, snatcher yan. Kung nakitang sobrang payatin at

mukhang mahina ang katawan, may TB yan. Kung nakita nilang may kotse, maporma't may hitsura, wow, mayaman at pwede yan. Kung nakita nilang "pangit" ay hindi ka papansinin at

madalas ay magiging tampulan ka ng sari-saring panlalait. Kung lalaki ka naman at napansing may itsura ka, aba, babaero yan.

Uy, babaero yan. At kung sinong kawawang babae ang kasama niyang naglalakad sa oras na yun ay ang kawawang "bagong tsiks". Automatic yun.

At dahil uso na ang pakikipagtsismisan mula pa noong panahon ni Rizal, kakalat na parang cold virus ang balita. May bagong tsiks ang binata.

Haha. Mga anak nga kayo ni Boy Abunda.

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DotA at Pag-ibig

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Hehe. Somebody wanted me to make a poem with bitterness and DotA elements in it.

This poem can be best appreciated if you play and are familiar with DotA terms as they say. If not, well, just enjoy the bitter part. HEhehe.

All italicized words are DotA related.

(DotA --> Defense of the Ancients, a Warcraft game)


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The Heart's Vendetta


You have enchanted me for an eternity
Where everything is an arcane ignominy
When your eyes ensnare my whole totality
You illuminate the aphotic side of me

To tread an ice path with you I'll dare
To walk on a freezing field even if my feet were bare
To catch the chain frost of the Lich King I'll do
To do a dark ritual of chakra for you

With a dark rift of space you suddenly wavered
The borrowed time we spent now you don't remember
The tormented soul's spirit has now been angered
The song of the siren is finally over

The expulsion of affection seemed to unleash its godly wrath
After the sandstorm I found myself in bloodbath
The moonlight's shadow is now upon my face
The starfall from heaven is now a blinding haze

Your frost armor repels you away from me
The chain-lightning of hate is now in the story
You ripped my soul, you stopped my heart
But the midnight pulse of your memory I can't part

And now I am in a black hole with no sense of light
With Lucifer the Doom Bringer pestering me inside
And now as I battle this test of faith with fury
The Scourge of the Sentinel is a burden above me

But I still see what happened as a lunar blessing
Even if you assassinated my whole being
With unholy fervor I still search the world
With bloodlust anger I let my vengeful spirit unfold

I finally take off this whole mask of madness
And soon I'll get rid of this blade mail of sadness
Be afraid for I have now my dagger of escape
From this astral prison never will my ashes be made

The great cleave of agony has taken its toll
My once soul booster has now been lifestealing all
You are once my butterfly but now my stinging bee
And my tarrasque of a heart aches for the blade of alacrity

My sanity's eclipse seems to be occurring rapidly
Nevermore will I think of you, In my mind it won't be
But I still thank you, despite all these penitence
For you have put me, from Oblivion to Existence.


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I made this poem back in 2007. Nahalungkat ko lang ulit. Hahaha. Enjoy.

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