it's like an overripe fruit
being thrown away
and a starving beggar
picked it up
with no hesitation
it's like bitter candies
being outcasted
from others
and a nipper
without sweet tooth
collected it
maybe it's an inedible sandwich
poisoned
by molds and bacteria
of past traumas
and it's being forced
to fill my stomach
even though
i craved for butterflies
months of tasteless buds
being enveloped on my tongue
the moon witnessed
everything
including the colorful vomit
i experienced in my april romance
BINABASA MO ANG
Mga Tula Ni Juana
PoetryMagulo itong mga tula ko. May parte na malungkot. May parte na nayayamot. At kasunod may kasama nang puot. Tapos biglang sasaya ulit. Kasi bakit? Pasensya na. Sadya sigurong komplikado akong tao. Kasi dapat Filipino lang ito, pero biglang nahaluan...
