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Hamartia

He is not a fictional character, nor does he live in novels. He's not manipulated by any ink and paper under the influence of one person, Nor does he belong in a world that's read or witnessed by readers and audiences. But he got this fatal flaw; Weaknesses that might cause his downfall. He might not come from nobility but he greatly is flawsome in his judgments His ignorance to the circumstances around him, He may say it's all bliss but, it is technically not. His intellect that lead him to what he's become as a person, His whole existence; Maybe it's his hamartia after all.

A Paradox of Us

We're the same massive pieces of the earth but we weren't given the chance to interact.  We're supposedly meant to meet, but there must be some shear, we're slipping past each other We haven't even had our own subduction zone intact, And even the boundaries we have are barriers between us

Trespass

Finished: January 28, 2018 Note: I don't know why I posted this or should I even post this? You do not even know its tune, but I still wanted to, I may one day post an audio regarding this song so (and I'll probably think about that for a long time because I really don't have the ability to sing lol) whatever hahaha. It's still the message of the song that counts tho.               G                            D Di ko alam kung ba't natatawa                          Em               C Kapag kasama ka, ako'y nangangamba             G                         D Napakabilis, di ko ata napansin                          Em                    C Ako'y nahulog na, natatawa pa rin Em             G Di man akalain C                           D Ang ideyang naipaskil sa atin Chorus:                  G            D Laman ka lagi ng isip              Em                 C Kahit saan, kailan, paulit-ulit G Kang dumaraan                     D Di ko m

The Way You Changed Me

I already had decipher what the world meant Understood how deep the sea could get How high the sky, we could hardly imagine what's behind those thick white clouds The jagged mountains and the beauty of the valleys and plains How the colors of the rainbow brought hope after a long storm I already had fathom the wonders of this world But what I haven't known was the idea of continuous learning while still breathing I thought I have understood everything I thought I had unravel the perplexity of the world But I have come to realize that as we continue breathing Things we tend to believe changes as we continue learning We might decipher how deep the sea could get But still could not demystify the wonders within its depth We might believe how the sky could be as high as the heavens But still don't know the dangers it gives as we traverse higher We might see the normal landforms that doesn't seem to give us that magical feeling But we just only seem to see its

Monster

You gave your best, you strive the hardest. Yet sorrows that you get from yesterday's, hit the greatest Weightless, you felt seemingly weightless Relentless, from all that has been thrown, you just want to be relentless But... They act innocent, they act as if they do not know anything And you end up not knowing whether it should be yourself whom you need to fear Or is it them, who acts all stir.

Melodia Soppressa

I have this urge to write something, to put rhythm to everything. And when I have the courage to, I will soon lend it to you, Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow, or maybe never will I have the courage... But this surely is for you, the rhythm that I eagerly patched everything through.

Minamahal Kita

"Minamahal Kita" , isang awiting inawit ng Parokya ni Edgar na may kalakip na kwento sa likod ng bawat liriko nito. A fictional story. Tirik ang araw at tinatamad akong lumabas ng bahay. Sa kadahilanang wala nga naman akong magawa, napagdiskitahan ko ang isang photo album na nakahilata sa ilalim ng mesa na nakapwesto sa isang sulok ng aming sala. Unang bukas ko pa lamang ng unang pahina ng photo album, bumungad na sa'kin ang ngiti ni George. Nang makita ko ang larawang iyon, nahinuha ko agad na ito yung photo album na pinuno ni mama ng larawan naming dalawa, may ibang larawan rin namang nasali rito na sa aming magbabarkada na. Nasa mga anim na taong gulang pa siguro kami sa litratong yun. Ang lapad ng ngiti niya at kitang-kita ang bungal niyang ngipin na punong puno ng tsokolate. Nasa tabi niya ako sa litrato habang binubuhos ko sa bibig ko ang garapon ng tsokolate. Habang tinitingnan ko ang sumunod na pahina ng photo album, dun ko naisip na ang haba na pala ng p