The Westernian Advocate

Literary-Poem
Emmanuel Maala

The rain

I love the rain.

I love how the sky sympathizes in my pain.
I love how the raindrops kissed my eyes—
so that no one can notice that I’m crying—
I’m hurting.
The moment you left me,
I love how the heavens share his grief
while chasing every moment trying to paint a smile on my lips—
but deep inside I’m tearing—
trying to shout at my loudest but no one can hear.

But even how it hurts—

even how it pains,
even how every memory reminds us of this reverie
I still found love—
love in the rain.
The Westernian Advocate
Literary-Poem
Emmanuel Maala

Eternal

Kruu. Kruu.

Isang malamig na dampi ng hangin

ang sumampal sa aking mukha.
Napakatahimik.
Napakatiwasay.
Waring nakikipagdaupang palad ka kay kalikasan.
Sa luntiang damuhan at langit ang bubungan.
Nahanap ko ang katahimikan.
Kapiling ang mga puting kwadrado
na may lihim sa nakaraan.

Gusto ko ng katahimikan—
katahimikang walang hanggan.
At ikinaltis ko na ang pistol na tumira sa aking magulong isipan—
sa aking masalimuot na buhay.
Baaaaaaaaang!

Kruu. Kruu.