hatinggabi

narinig ko na naman ang mga kuliglig
tila di' mawari ang tamang tiklado
ng aking mga paa at mga kamay
sa pagtugtog ng lumang piyano
katulad ng pagtimbang 
kung sakto na nga ba ang takal ng asukal 
sa mainit kong kape na nalalalamig na

hatinggabi na pala ngunit
'di ko pa rin matapos 
ang sinulat sa ilalim ng alapaap
hatinggabi na pala ngunit
'di ko pa rin malirip
kulang na sangkap sa aking mga tula
hatinggabi na pala ngunit
'di pa rin magtugma bawat nota 
upang mabuo ang piyesa

'di ko pa rin maintindihan
 bukas nalang ulit...

Published by Merrel Ya

A lady who has been pondering her hope into Christ, inhaling His grace, and enjoying the beauty of life. Writing about life, asking God about “kuliglig sa kanyang dibdib.”

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