Alnaver Baltazar

Time can build
Yet time can break.
Time can hurt
And yet,
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Love is like the horizon
You know it has an east and a west,
…and yet
You can’t tell where it starts, nor
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Can we measure love?
It could have been easier if there's only a way to do it.
…If there's only an instrument that can quantify it
…If only there's a mathematical equation that can solve it
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Have you heard it yet?
The moon cannot talk!

Just as flowers bloom and wilt
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All day long…
I thought about you…
Even when I tried not to,
I still thought about you…
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As I touch her once again
I felt how much she freezes inside
The coldness seems to destroy her,
Isolation took-off the light she once owned.
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I want to see the face
of the moon on the water,
Against the shadow of its soul
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And the wind blew again, and
I felt a sudden feeling of nostalgia,
I felt alive inside, yet
I felt the pain in the same way,
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Paano ba?

Paano ba ang lumaya?
Lumaya sa mga bagay na
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Why is it that people would usually yearn for something that they think they need? Why is it that people think that finding what’s lacking would make them complete?

When I was a little child, my world was as small as my understanding. Everything seems to be as simple as my happiness. Freedom was as far as I can run. Forgiveness was certain as soon as I finished crying. Trust was given as soon as I laughed. And love was as gentle as my mother’s caring heart. But as I grew up… the world that I knew was far different. The complexity that the people created in the world is far beyond my understanding. Happiness is as fancy as diamonds yet, as superficial as its value. Freedom was just as far as what I know and as distant as the power I possessed. Forgiveness is certain as soon as revenge was done or
pain and hurt has been inflicted. Trust is as volatile as the wind. And love was as rough as the sea in the storm or as sour as the lemon. Everything seems to be nothing but superficial.
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In my life, I’ve always thought I’ve seen,
People with such deep emotions of pain,
…With such loneliness and helplessness from within.
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Mahal na mahal kita…
Sa bawat sandaling umikot ang mundo…
Ang bawat sandali ay parang walang hanggan…
Dahil sa iyong pagmamahal.
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Marami ng pintura
ang kumulay sa ating buhay
Iba’t-ibang buhay
na may kanya-kanyang kulay.
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Bakit ba kailangang
malanta ang dahon?

Maari naman sya’ng
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Nais kong makita
ang bulaklak sa dilim
Yakapin ang hamog,
langhapin ang lamig ng hangin.
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Masarap iwan
Ang mundo paminsan-minsan
Mag-isip…
Lumaya…
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Sa bawat pagwaksi ng araw
Sa pagsabog ng liwanag
Sa pag-ihip ng hangin
At sa kanyang pagdampi,
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Maraming dahon
ang nagpapatangay sa hangin,

Ngunit hindi ka
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Gusto kong makita ang mukha
ng buwan sa tubig;
Laban sa anino ng kanyang kalu’lwa.
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As I close the book
Let me once again remember the story
Let my mind run through how it all began
How did the characters met
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