Thought-Powered Magnet

My mind holds a thought-powered

Magnet that used to pull

You to the right corridors of Ateneo–I’d think

Of you and you’d materialize just to say

Hello.

You’d pass me by giving

A second

Of your smile, never knowing

I willed you there, just so I can look

On and stare.

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Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Hey, sir!–said a female street harasser

Hey, sir! Good morning, mister! Hey, sexy boy! Good morning, mister! Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako! Hey, pogi! Aba ang pogi naman natin! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Hey, sexy boy!  Hey, sir!  Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! Good morning, mister! Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako! Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir!  Hoy, gwapo! Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Good morning, mister! *Whistle* Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako! Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir! Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Musta na, manong gwapo? Aba ang pogi naman natin!  Musta na, manong gwapo? Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir! Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Hey, sir! Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako!  Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir! Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Good morning, gwapo! Aba ang pogi naman natin! Hey, sir! *Whistle* Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Good morning, mister! Good morning, mister! Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako! Hey, sexy boy! Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! Aba ang pogi naman natin! Hey, sir! Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? *Whistle* Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Good morning, mister! Anong masama, nag-gogood morning lang naman ako! Hey, sexy boy! Hey, sir! Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! *Whistle* Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle* Musta na, manong gwapo? Gumaganda talaga araw ko kapag nakakakita ng pogi! Hey, sir! Aba ang pogi naman natin!  Hey, sir! Good morning, mister! Hey, sir! Hey, pogi! Hoy, gwapo! *Whistle*  Hey, pogi! Hey, sir! Hey, sir! Hey, sir!

 

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To Write with Ease

I want to write. I want to find an easy writing prompt that will allow me to write, and write, and write, and keep on writing till I don’t know anymore what to write and what to say. I want to feel the fervor of a speedily written line. I want to feel the fervor of a thought that doesn’t think but only expresses, only feels, only loves, only speaks. I want to keep on writing like it’s spiritual.

But I feel it now. I feel the words closing in, and the censor with its whip of logic asks me for discipline and moves me to hit the backspace. If you’re doing your free writing, the backspace is evil. You erase thoughts that come naturally. You erase humanity’s rawness preserved through mistakes and blunders. You say what you want to say, then rethink it through the backspace.

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Juancho the Little Indian Giver

When my cousin Juancho was really young, probably like 5 years old or something, he befriended our maid’s little son in Batangas. Juancho’s mother, Tita Girlie, just bought him lots of cheap plastic toys from the market, and a couple of torotot hats for New Year. For some sort of reason, Juancho started giving all his toys and hats to the other kid. He was like Ito sa iyo na ito, ito pa. We were all surprised. Naks naman si Juancho, mapagbigay, we all said, quite amused.

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My OMG I’m in the First World Moments

Note: I posted this on my Facebook, and I decided to post it here too.

My impressions of Las Vegas, Nevada:

1.) All the houses look the same. When the plane was landing and I looked out the window, the houses looked like well arranged lego. It’s like an opening scene in Harry Potter where you see Hedwig swooping down to Harry’s window.
2.) There’s a drive through ATM
3.) There’s a drive through Pharmacy
4.) There’s a dvd vending machine
5.) If you want to return a library book, you just drop it off in some drop box. You don’t need to enter the library.

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