Pagbabago

Paano ba ginagawa ang pagbabago?

Ito ba ay napakamahal at maluho?

Maaring simple o kumplikado.

Napupulot o madaling masalo.

Sa umaga, sa pagmulat ng iyong mga mata,

Ang pagbabago ba ay kaagad nakukuha?

Animo tubig na hinihilamos sa mukha,

At kapagdaka’y pupunasan ng tuwalya.

Ito ba ay parang dumi lamang sa katawan-

Na nakukuha sa isang paligo lamang?

Ito ba ay parang natuyong pawis din lang-

Na sa basang bimpo ay maaring punasan?

Ito ba ay parang pagkain sa mesa -

Na napipili kung alin ang malasa?

Na kung mainit ay maaring iluwa,

Naiisantabi kung maanghang o mapakla.

Ang pagbabago ba ay katulad ng larawan-

Na madaling i-like ng mga kaibigan?

O profile picture na madaling palitan,

Dahil maraming pose ang pagpipilian.

Ito ba ay maihahalintulad sa isang byahe

Na maari kang mamili kung taxi o dyipni

Katulad ng upuan sa dyipni na napipili,

Subalit hindi ang uupo sa iyong tabi.

Mahirap bang gawin ang pagbabago-

O madali lamang kung iyong isapuso?

Anuman ang ayaw o ninanais mo,

Sana ito’y positibong pagbabago.

WoRld Of DrEaMs

Imagination flies in the air
Blown by the wind of dreams
Hopping from one beautiful place
Disembarking to a magical soil

Traversing in the space of hope
Aiming to find the treasure
That at the end of the rainbow
A pot of gold will be uncovered

Triumphantly defeated the foes
As the beautiful princess waits
And the people are rejoicing
Celebrating the victory been achieved

Come into the world of dreams
Where everything is possible
Wherein you are the protagonist
And nothing attained but victory

Come into the world of dreams
Wherein you are the millionaire
The famous philanthropist
The Don Quixote of your generation

Take pleasure of your imagination
Of the conscious and subliminal occurrence
Of the world within the imaginary world
A spice of strength in the world of bleakness

April and the Daffodils

In April, comes the season of spring

In some places . . . but I don’t have

Heat, sweat . . . and the beaches ring

The humid air my nostrils grab

It’s summertime! That’s what I know

The flowers bloom, the birds bop

No spring that wipes out the snow

The water tempts, it’s time to hop

The daffodils are now in bloom

It’s now in flourish so they say

It grows up not in my home

How would I know, I haven’t see

Should I care about the daffodils?

How does it look like, would it matter?

I look forward to have some thrills

A jaunt or an egg hunt on Easter

Do you have the same reflection?

Of it doesn't matter or I don’t care

Nature is in my imagination

Is it enough, or to care would be better?