These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)


Sa dilim aking kakapain
Ang gamunggong butil ng pag-asa
Aking aaninawin
Ang aandap-andap na ilaw
Ng paparating na umaga
Unti-unting bubuuin ang mga pangarap
Bagama’t sa ngayo’y nalalambungan pa rin ng ulap
Bagamat sa ngayon,
Ako pa ri’y nasa dilim.

23rd May 2001

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