Simula ng Walang Hanggang Simula

Nadapa ka at natutong bumangon
Nalunod ka muna bago ka naka-ahon
Nauna kang umiyak bago tumawa
Ilang ulit nagkamali bago tumama

At nakita mo ang pag-ikot ng mundo
Kahapon’y walang kulay at ngayo’y punumpuno
Isang tagpo sa aklat ng ‘yong buhay
Isang larawan nang iyong tagumpay

At sa paglipas ng ilang segundo
Sa isang iglap makikita mo
Pipitikin muli ng iyong tadahana
Ang ngayong mga kulay bukas ay mawawala

At madadapa kang muli pagkabangon
Malulunod muli habang umaahon
Luluha muli pagkatapos ng saya
Masusundan ulit ng mga mali ang tama

- jrdg

Ash

Should there be any sight
of a yellow oak tree,
i shall stand aside forever
washed by the sea.

Awash in crystal droplets
of purple, green and blue,
ashes of me scattered
to write my tale anew.

Through this void i shall wade
do not dare to look back,
for the pictures will fade
and it will all turn to black.

-jrdg

Graywave

Sing the song
so lovely written, I wish it was for me.
The chords are strong
and not too hidden, the notes alive and free.

Wave of colors
black and white, will wash those tears away.
The truth like thunder
too loud to ponder, will break this heart one day.

This light by far
on rainy days, will someday cease to shine.
And in the end
alone I’ll pick this shattered heart of mine.

- jrdg

Sa Puso Mo

Nasaan na ako?
Ang haba ng pila,
buhol-buhol, liku-liko,
hindi makahinga.

Patung-patong ang anino,
nabubukod and diwa;
di mahanap ang pinto,
tuliro at balisa.

Tangan nila’y sulo,
’sing liwanag ng tala;
hawak ko ay dugo,
sugat ng tiwala.

Lumaban man ay bigo,
buhay man ay itaya;
mananatiling nakayuko,
ibigin mang tumingala.

Sa isang silid na puno,
walang sibol ng pag-asa;
bulungan mang wag sumuko,
ay hahapin ang paglaya.

- jrdg 08-26-09

Ngayon at Bukas

Mga saplot sa paa’y iniwanang balisa,
at walang nagawa kundi tumalima;
walang katumbas ang pagkakasala,
kaya’t sa pag-uwi ay di na nakita.

Ngayong wala na ito sa aking harapan,
nakadama ng bigat at ito’y pinapasan;
tiklop-tuhod itong pinagsisisihan,
ngayon, bukas at hanggang kamatayan.

Sa sariling bubong ikaw’y nakayapak,
puyos at galit sa iyo’y itinarak;
isang bagay lamang iyong natitiyak,
mga luha sa mata ay hindi ipapatak.

Isusukat mabuti ang bagong sapatos,
na ang mga sintas ay sa iba nakagapos;
makalakad man ika’y di makakakilos,
makakilos man ika’y magkakagalos.

Tumalikod ka at ikaw ay hinamak,
umagos ang dugo sa papel mong hawak;
ipininta ang buhay sarili’y itinulak,
palabas ng tahanan anino’y nawasak.

Sa paglisan ng tala sa kalangitan,
sa pagpanaw ng araw sa dakong kanluran,
sa pagbawi ng ilaw sa ngiti ng buwan,
dahan-dahang inagos sa kalawakan.

Alinmang tula na maiilathala,
ay di ganap bumuo ng diwa;
na magtatalop sa mga salita,
ng pusong nalulunod sa pangungulila.

Chess

The pawn took the first step on the square
the knight could have done it but life’s unfair
there won’t be any move to spare
so the bishop took a leap of scare.

Back in the castle they start to tremble
and the knight finally made his trample
the king hides in his tower, an obvious fumble
the queen walked out with a disgraced mumble.

Slowly, the pawns started sacrificing
death ins inevitable but at least they’re trying
in numbers they lunge forward hoping
and in one single moment the tables are turning.

And now that the holy bishop sees his cue
he started lurching without the enemy’s clue
the queen and her gallant knight kill a few
the affair has just started but the king already knew.

So he send the knight ti enemy’s base
an apparent death was laid to his face
the stubborn queen decided to chase
she died eventually; her remains they can’t trace.

The king’s triumphant over his victory
though he really lost in this story
he may have kept his territory
but he can never win back his stolen glory.

The Truth Behind Notes

I hear songs about any topic
love, nature and things that are tragic
you can smile and sigh if you know the music
dear God made these things like magic

And you’ll find yourself singing along
I won’t laugh at you, I also know this song
miss your stop, a quarter-mile long
you ignore the traffic, like there’s nothing wrong

So you don’t know the words, they don’t even care
much of words are mumbled to the air
it doesn’t really matter if you with a pair
hurts reaching high notes so you’ll stand on a chair.

- jrdg

Sa Tahanan Mo O Diyos (isang pag-aalay)

Sinubukan mong tumapak sa bakuran
upang makita mo ang iyong hinahangaan
lingid sa’yong isip ang pinto ng kapalaran
at ang paglipad mo ay di mo na naranasan.

Pangamba’y bumalot sa iyong isipan
iginala ang tingin sa’yong kapaligiran
at nang di na makita ang pakpak na kinagisnan
nangilid ang luha sa kinahantungan.

Nakahanap ka ng kasabay sa daan
pansamantalang naglaho ang ‘yong kalungkutan
at nang lumaon ang kasabay sa lansangan
ay natutong lumipad at ikaw ay naiwan.

Tinunghayan mo nang mabuti ang buong kalangitan
‘di mawari sa isip ang nagawang kamalian
“Ano pa ang silbi ng nga bituin at ng buwan
kung ‘di rin lang makalapit at ‘di mahawakan?”

Sa iyong paglakbay ay mayro’ng namataan
isang lumpong nakatunghay sa sandaigdigan
huminga ng malalim at ito’y nilapitan
ikaw ay nagtanong ng may alinlangan.

“Nandito ka at ikaw ay lumalaban,
‘di ka ba naiinggit sa sangkatauhan?
Lahat sila’y nandoon sa kalawakan
at di mo matitikman ang kanilang karanasan.”

Sumagot ang lumpo: “Walang kasiguruhan
na sila’y makuntento sa nakagawian,
at ‘pag sila’y nagsawa sa kanilang kamunduhan,
kakatok din sila sa aking pintuan.”

-jrdg

For Jenny

Please eat the bread
I won’t drink the wine
A kick straight to my head
then down to this heart of mine.

Wash your hands clean
Free from any trace
The crumbs must not be seen
When you look straight to my face.

Bread crumbs may stain
Mould may slowly bud
And never shall again
Be given another nod.

-jrdg

Fate

Fate, I just woke up
can you please tell me it was just a dream?
can you ask Mr. pride where I should pick him up?
can you be an angel and tell me to stop?

Fate, while you’re at it
will you help me build this self-esteem?
will you pull out a mirror so I can look at it?
the reflection isn’t starting to look stupid, is it?

Fate, are you still there?
is she laughing at me or is it just a scheme?
are you even listening or you just don’t care?
what’s with that look? you’re not being fair.

Fate, for the love of God
little heart is missing, can you help me look for him?
don’t tell me he lost himself, that seems so odd!
are you sure he’ll be fine or should I call the squad?

Fate, can you be a friend?
will you switch on the lamp? it’s getting a little dim
where are you going? don’t tell me it’s the end?
my head is spinning, I can’t comprehend.

-jrdg

Sword

Must we shed blood today
to stand to our beliefs
rather than just to walk away
and come back again tomorrow

Why do we intend to finish
something that was meant to fail
an inevitable defeat
yet still breathing for that fate

Questions of reason, of rationale,
of justification we take no notice of

A virtually imperceptible atrophy
yet it seem to be

Continue to go forward
a path of dimming light
you get to lose your superficiality
you get to lose your life

A storm of rage to a
drip of rain - the beat of our hearts
meant to fade and wither
but still, it was meant to last

We get to lose our lives
however, we get to keep our pride.

Untitled

primitive minds of infatuation
casualties of endless confusion
occurrence of ironic situation
beheads the necessity for reason

claiming what is yet to hold
believing what is yet to be told
conjuring forbidden ways of the old
speaking in tongues whenever they’re scold

should one attempt to sunder
their warmth despite of winter
will receive the coldest shoulder
for they will not surrender

a premature flower, a helpless bud
running and hiding from all their gods
a fearless battle against all odds
and in the end they’ll drip their blood.

-jrdg

Creeps

Darkness, lingering the senses,
threatened, tremble in fear;
corruption, pervade defenses,
defeat so certain and clear

lost, yearning for redemption,
on foot seeking for revenge;
waves of planned revolution,
denied souls they will avenge

clashing giants of so called heroes,
a test of might and vigor;
titans of neither friends nor foes,
conclusion never victor but gore

justice is yet to be served,
for this poor and brave young soldiers;
still, lives awaits to be severed,
recognition for them must be larger.

-jrdg

Suicide

rain…
pouring angrily on the rooftop

causing turmoil
yet hinders drought, hunger, and thirst
disturbing what is serene
yet giving life, hope and joy

droplets of clashing thoughts
enough to wash a minuscule earth
enough to drown a wandering insect
enough to shatter lifelong dreams

rain…
pouring angrily on the rooftop
catch it and you’ll get wet

-jrdg

Empty

If I was not here,
what would it be?
would you be smiling?
probably…

If I was not here,
how would it be?
would it be rhyming?
absolutely…

there would be happiness
although it was a guess
you wouldn’t even notice
that it would be less

If i was not here,
then who could it be?
the reason your smiling
and your life is rhyming

probably.. absolutely…
not me

/jrdg

Incedere

Sigh for a bird
ask him to chant
my voice is surd
and cry I can’t.

Can’t utter words
I’m no Shakespeare
to play my chords
I tremble in fear.

Fear to not see
the chorus of life
and the beast you gee
I hold no strife.

Strife to pursue
dreams aimed high
my song ague
my grief I sigh.

- jrdg

White Wave

Patawarin mo, o buwan,
di sinasadyang higitan;
ng kanyang karikitan
ang taglay mong kagandahan.

Patawarin mo, o araw,
wag ka munang sumungaw;
taglay mong init ay di pataw
sa liyab na nangibabaw.

Patawarin nyo, mga munting bituin,
na sa langit ay nakabitin;
hindi sapat ang taglay nyong ningning
sa nakatutunaw niyang mga tingin.

O buwan, araw at mga bituin,
panibugho ninyo’y aking diringgin;
ngunit ako sana’y inyong patawarin
nang maibaling sa iba ang aking pagtingin.

- jrdg