I.

Cigarette

Starting a Fire

Someone's trying to escape again was my first Mom

thought
Dad
But as I peer out of my cell, a person runs with
great agility I'm

I squint at the moving figure while looking for Sorry?

the telltale signs of the white gown and
banded wrist
No
"Oh", my realization hits me like a bullet train
I'm a
Rather than the sight I was expecting to see, a
white coat flutters, partnered by black pants Mess

Shit - someone's in pain and that person's Yeah….

dying or worse they're going to be put down
.
No, no… not again
.
I slump unto the hardened concrete they so-
call floors .

Its been the first week I've had any decent Isn't this what you wanted?
sleep Me.
And, and Gone.
Then a scream erupts and my eyes start to
water
But when slowly I thought the life was sucked
I scramble to the metal bars guarding my cell out of me
and all I see is gray and white
Two hands held me by the arms and prevented
A foggy astmosphere fills the halls me from face planting into the ground
The sound of an alarm is triggered but its all My eyes slowly follow the long expanse of
distant to my ears skin darted with ink, like a snake
I can't breathe coiling around its prey
Am I going to die? And as I make eye contact with the figure
A slow smile etches on its face
“You’re not dying here”
I clench my jaw shut, trying to force my tears
away
But before I feel it drop on my shirt, he stops
it with his finger
“I told you I’m not leaving without you”
My throat starts to constrict due to the rush of
emotions
Because how come this guy,
hardened heart, hardened eyes
our first greeting was a drag from his cigarette
And my face being covered in ash and smoke
Resulting to me grabbing his cig and throwing
it as far away from me
So why?
“You know why?”
Uhhh
“Cause you started a fire”
“Where my parents doused me with water then
left me to rot in the dark”
“You cared when I was ready to thow in the
towel”
“I was a demon but an angel like you, stooped
down to even look my way”
 II. ACROSTIC POEM - MUNIMUNI

Rason

Marami na ang nakapagsabi, na katatagan ay tinataglay niya

Ubos na ang aking pasensya dahil pag-sangayon ay di akin

Napakagaling daw ng kanilang idolo sapagkat ang lahat ay pinagbabahala

Indi, parang mali na wala kang paki -lahat na lang isinantabi?

Malaki ang kutob ko, natatakot ang inyong idolo -takot na nanggaling sa mga alaala,

Umiiwas sa katotohanan para di na ulit masaktan ng mga salitang

naukit sa kanyang isipan kaya lahat na lang tinulak palayo

Isa lang ang nanatili, ang rason ng kanyang pighati, eto nakangiti, ang pangalan ang mayari ay akin
 III. 3 samples of your Work

Alpha and Omega

When you came it was like an endless stream

You quenched my thirst, making me want more

Its as if you opened up the clouds

And let sunlight trickle into my skin

Skin that was like parched land

You illuminated thy soil, nurturing me back to health

Growing accustomed to your radiance

My broken pieces were strewn anew

Once jarred edges became soft and fine

But alas, the rain has come, shielding your glow from me

I waited for the storm to stop so that you might return

But like a whisper tangled in the wind, you were gone

The soft hands filled with light that grazed on my skin became cold

And it was replaced with talons so sharp that it left nothing but pain

I longed for your gentle caress

So I waited but you never came back

The nurtured land reverted back to its old self

Its grandeur slowly wilted away

In all reality, I thought you were my salvation – the so called harbinger of light

But as sudden as you came and gave me hope of new life

Was how abruptly you disappeared

Quick with no sign

Bubbles

The light at the end is so tempting

The way it caresses at my very soul

And how it holds it tightly is mesmerizing

I want to cling to that light and never let it go

But ever so suddenly the world is pitch black

And I'm gasping for my breath

There's water all around me

But the light is still there

Help me, save me

Is someone out there?

I try to swim away from the light

But I'm losing my consciousness

Please, end this pain

In the water I hear a voice saying "Come and lay here my little child"

So I succumb to the voice

And the last thing that I see is a ray of bright light and a few bubbles
Self Portrait

A sun-kissed teenager frolics through a mighty green plain

Her skin so tan – touched by the god Apollo

Her body on the other hand was overlooked by Aphrodite

And one would say that it was shaped by Ares

Because of how skin and bones were protruding everywhere

She bore not much fat though her structure cannot be seen proportional

Aye, she was a dreamer but at the same time her attitude bears so much resemblance

To the goddess Artemis – aggressive, cruel and merciless when it comes to hunting

In this girl’s terms it meant hunting for her dreams

But that was her shell; what could be seen in the outside

She bore so many masks

One for her happiness

One for intelligence

One for leadership

And the list could go on and on

But beneath all those masks is a porcelain face

A porcelain body

Gone was the sun-kissed girl molded by the gods

Here was she; some pieces broken and some were glued into place

One wrong word and everything that makes of her could shatter

Yes she is everything above; the good and the bad

But know that she is fragile, fear-stricken and doubtful

She’s willing to risk herself despite this

But what about you?

Are you willing to meet this fragile mess?

IV. Best Work

My best work among the 3 samples is the poem Alpha and Omega. I chose this poem because it’s
free flowing and there is little structure. Unlike traditional poems, this does not contain a specific
rhyming pattern and it forgoes the use of a meter. Such is because the overall feeling being described
can be categorized as real or raw. The poem revolves around the idea of a certain person whom has
established an important impact in one’s life. The voice of the poem cherishes this person so much
however there came a time that this person suddenly disappears, quick with no sign. This devastates
the voice speaking in the poem because he/she might have been emotionally invested on this person.
Due to such feelings, the voice might have waited for this important person but alas, they never came
back. The voice of the poem was also changed by this person and the loss of the said being made the
voice revert back to their usual destructive selves. To show such grief, I used descriptive words and
figurative language such as “skin that was like parched land”, “Once jarred edges became soft and
fine.” The poem’s format is also conversational and through this the reader might easily feel the
author’s emotions.

In a certain time of life, I really thought I formed a very tight bond with a friend of mine wherein the
relationship would last forever however it was short-lived and I was left collecting the pieces of my
heart that expected too much from that friend. My downfall was that I was blinded by that person’s
impact on me, causing me to care more about that friend that caring about myself.
V. Favorites

Favorite Books

- A Court of Thornes and Roses (series)

- Percy Jackson and the Olympians (series)
- The Heroes of Olympus (series)
- The Bird and the Sword
- Kanin Chronicles

Favorite Authors

- Rick Riordan
- Sarah J Maas
- Amy Hamon

Favorite Poems

Favorite Poets

- R.H. Sin
- Pierre Jeanty