Nuynuyin bawat himig ng mapagkandiling musika,
Walang lubay na ningas; liglig na pagsinta,
Biglaw na katauha’y hinubog ng riwasang lamyos,
Sa saliw ng ugoy ng hangin wilig ng paghaplos.

Precious gift,
So dearly lines that drift,
A straightforward yet profound,
Words that so truly kind;
Noble-
In the fountainhead;
Hear our mellow voices,
Ricochet that blend,

Forlorn,
In the overcast isle,
Nippy body shell,
Dewdrop of whimper.

Multihued,
Faith behind-
delusion,
Colors suddenly thaw
A wink of an eyebrow.

Dead beat mind,
Nowhere to-
Run,

Namulat nalang bigla ang puso kong natutulog,
Wari ng diwa ko’y sa alapaap nasaklob,
Mga ngiti mong dumilig sa lupang buhaghag,
Nasupil ng kilos mong mayumi dakot na bagabag.

Magmula ng tayo’y magkakilala,
Ikot ng mundo ko’y biglang nag-iba,
Di maipahiwatig sayo unang nadama,
Naghahalo sa puso ang tuwa at kaba.

Yakap at halik mo’y hinahanap-hanap,

Anas ng liriko ng kudyaping gahi,
Alimuom mapanglaw; darang na baluti,
Gulapay na balaba; kalatis ng bangal ubod dupok,
Balangaw na kay hiwaga sa kaang lang nalugmok.

A moment in time when I’m in hub of meditation,
Beside me a close chum who’s deeply praying on;
A jiffy...she offer me a 10 peso coin filled of smile afters,

Harvested all the memoirs five years in a row,
Nine colorful stockpiled petite diary in night at glow,
Uniquely craft with sundry vivid fountain pens tint,

Heart that plunged in remote cold stream,
Mind muddle up, convulsive emotions in pain,
Anxious to drive a distinctive move,
Nobody does know my feelings behind the robe.

Liberated,
Flight of the greed,
Unfasten turmoil arms,
Bleed no space for charms.

Diversified solitary twisted voices,
Contradicted overflow of choices,

"Nene” a moody lass; loves the color purple and pink,
With a heart so hush; suave voices that can capture every boredom link.
A decent smile that rarely shares; eyes that winks urbanely,

N - ever worried if sometimes your life is dull,
I’ll sharpen your pencil to lessen the blur,
If there’s a dark stain that your pencil have done,

Hundredths of words muffling into my head,
Hunting for every rhythm it may blend,
Leaf of my tome hovering into the creek,
Snooping the mind for whatever idioms it may seek.

S - oftly as angel talks,
Frozen by your moves and beautiful looks,
Like a red roses in morning breeze,
Butterflies roaming around you and amazed.

O - nly you make my world smiles,

Sitting all alone in Quiet Park,
No one to talk with in middle of the dark,
My heart is thumping; seems to give up,
Need somebody’s candle to light my path.