The child in the depths had eyes like gold. I see through its eyes; I see through its soul. As if the very fragments that make up its whole

Solace is mine when I bask in the sunlight. Beads of sweat dripping so gloriously amidst the warmth of the sun's might, I remember your face

The golden rays that shine so bright A healing balm to the soul’s eye Soothing the weary soul and giving it rest Its calming charm radiates

Blessed are the lovers whose love burns brighter than the sun. Those whose love exceeds societal expectations and unbound by the norms.

Ako ang iyong mirasol.  Tila araw ang iyong mga ngiti, Ito’y aking tinatangi, Umaga, gabi, lalo na kapag tanghali. Ako ang iyong mirasol,

I know you are fearful to be seen in glaring colors, to avow the warmth I gave you, to verbalize our authenticity without the shutters, to l

Oh, how I still wish that you were mine, But a man has made your eyes shine. I saw it as a sign, Perhaps letting you go is time. My lady hea

He wakes up as a she that can be. His eyes fixated on a mirror, staring down at the figure in front of him. It’s hard to see, but she sees h

It’s not that I don’t know how or I’m too lazy for it, but a dozen unpeeled oranges are in my fridge, slowly starting to rot. I can’t even m

After a long, tiring day full of mixed emotions, And the battles that tested all your beliefs and devotions,  Congratulations! For reaching

from time to time, I allow myself the luxury of eating breakfast for the soul, luncheon for the body, and dinner for the mind. I allow the b

I want to kiss a girl To discover what it’s like Will it make my stomach swirl? Or will it make my heart rate hike? I want to feel her lips

I had mixed feelings after the deed, Everything was fine before it happened. From a simple conversation to an unpredicted kiss, we were too

Oo, intensyon kong mapalapit sa ’yo Ngunit ‘di ko intensyon na mahulog ako na akala ko wala lang ito. Mga unang parte ng ating kwento, asar

Sa pagpasok ko rito, ako'y nawindang. Hindi ka uusad kung katamaran ay iyong susundan. Lahat abala, luha sa mata, malayo ang isip at nakakak

Is being alive defined by my beating heart? With blood circulating through every part,  reaching every corner, never to miss, nurturing all

There’s something in my veins Deemed the mark of the profane A blood-branded impure Made self-repressing and ashamed Instilled within me and