Moonlight

Monday, November 8, 2010

By: Jayson Patalinghug
email: king_sky92@yahoo.com
FB: jaysoncbucable@aim.com
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This is a story written when I woke up from a terrible dream...
      It is hard to live in a miserable family....you have to stand alone
             and face the challenges of life....Being gay is not weak..we are strong!
                    strong enough to survive the experiences that could destroy the world of other people. 
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I felt a heavy force on my hand, as I lay on my bed. I can not move nor manage to wake up. I was catching my breath and it seemed that the air inside me has been consumed. But my mind was wide awake, I can hear the noises of the broken plates and glasses, the shouts and cries. I heared the door and the walls being kicked and pushed. I struggled to move and opened my eyes but the force on top of me was strong. Then I remember to call on Him. “I rebuke the demon on top of me, let me go, in the name of Jesus my God and savior evil spirit let go of me ” I was exhausted and stuttering when I spoke those words. Then there was silence, my eyes opened up and I felt that the strong force has just let me go. My whole body was wet with sweat and I was catching my breath like I was dying.

I got up of my bed and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. On my way to the kitchen I noticed the front door was open. I looked at the clock and saw it was still 3:00 o’clock in the morning, I can see the moon shining from the old and rugged window. I walked on our veranda and gazed the beauty of the moon as it illuminates the surroundings. It must be magical as I felt serenity inside of me. Then my throat reminds me of my thirst and decided to get some water.

Huhuhu….There was a noise in the kitchen.. a cry! yes a cry that softly echo in the stillness of twilight. The voice haunted my soul and suddenly my entire being felt so heavy. I walked through the sala which only the soft light from the moon gave light on my way. I was searching for the switch but I stumbled. Then a figure of woman appeared into my sight. She was sitting with her head sobbed in our dining table. Her long hair covered her face and her white gown glowed against the moonlight. She was crying and her ghostly voice trembled my body. I can’t speak and my sweat was flowing like stream on my face and my heart was vexed causing the river of tears to flow freely on my cheeks. The woman stood up and walked towards me and knelt in front of me then looked straight directly to my eyes. Her eyes were full of pain, and then her soft voice crumpled my heart as she said “Your father has left us and  he broke my heart as he went with his mistress last night.”

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Isang Pagsasalaysay ng Karanasan

Ang sulat sa ibaba ni Marlon Alves ay isang malayang uri ng pagsulat ng isang tulang pasalaysay. Hindi ito saklaw ng kumbinsyunal na pamamaraan ng pagsulat ng tula. Dito mas binibigyan ng halaga ang nilalaman kesa straktura ng isang sulatin.


Marlon, salamat sa ibinahagi mong ito. Kasama mo kami sa pagbuo ng makabagong anyo ng literatura. :)
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Dinala ako ng aking mga paa sa di malamang dahilan 402 talaga ang aking kinabibilangan.
sa mundong aking pinasukan ay di pa batid kung paano sisimulan , makibahagi sa mga taong bago sa aking harapan .
Sa mga araw na nagdaan ay may gumuhit na ngiti sa aking kinabukasan, Mga araw na dumaan sa aking alaala ay di malilimutan.
Ang saya na sa kanilay naramdaman , bahagi na lamang ng mga ala alang aking binabalikan.
Ang mga tropa at kaibigang nagpadama sa akin ng buhay na dapat pahalagahan.
Sa mga aral at leksyong aming napagsaluhan, namayani ang pinakamahusay sa bawat larangan.
Sa bawat salitang binitiwan, simpleng banatan at biruan, doon nag sisimula ang pikonan
 at tampuhan.
Ang mga di paawat na kalokohan nang mga tropang sa likod ang pinagmulan, unti unti ko na lamang nagunita ng hindi ko namamalayan.

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Farewell

Ang sulat sa ibaba ay para sa taong nagturo sa akin na umibig  muli at magig masaya sa kabila ng mga hamon sa buhay. Naiintindihan ko na hindi panghabang buhay ang lahat kaya inaasahan ko na ang pagbabago ng iyong damdamin.
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Dear Jong,


Today we have part ways. I understand you have to find your own happiness as I do not hold the key to give that piece of joy in your heart. You came and let me feel the feeling of having someone in my life. You gave me short time happiness, a borrowed moments. However, you have confessed your feeling towards me is not the same feeling that I have for you. In your heart, you still love Gerwin and you are still waiting for him. There is nothing I can do to hold you or make you fall for me. Though your time with me is just a borrowed moment, I am still thankful and I will keep you and our memories together in my heart.. I love you so much!


always,


Jed

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