Poet Song Novels & Stories

"Uh, Gideon?" "Why?" "What are you singing?" Muling nag-angat ng tingin si Gideon at kinanta ang brigde ng kanta. "Anong title nga?" naiinip niyang tanong. Nagtatanong siya pero sinagot lang siya nito ng kanta? Ngumiti si Gideon at napailing sa inasta niya. "Patience, Jewel. Leave Me Astounded." "Who sang it?" "Planetshakers." "And who's that?"

At kasabay ng pagtayo ko mula sa madilim na sulok na ito ay ang pag-asa na unti-unting maghihilom ang sugat dito sa puso ko. Enrique drove me home. Tahimik lang ang biyahe but we sat in comfortable silence. Hanggang sa binuksan niya ang radio. Parang nang-aasar ang Universe. Hindi awit ang bumungad sa radio kundi isang lalaking nag-de-deliver ng makabagbag damdaming spoken word poetry. Ipinakilala niya ang titulo ng kanyang piyesa, Mga Basang Unan.

Nakita ko ang baby na puno ng dugo. Oh my gosh! My baby, my George Atreus. The love of my life. The lullaby song is entitled “Beautiful boy (Darling boy)” by John Lennon

Habang hinahanap sila ay bigla na lang namatay ang ilaw sa biong paligid at nangapa ako dahil sa sobrang dilim ng buong paligid. “M-may tao ba d’yan?” tanong ko habang nangangapa. Kaba ang bumabalot sa buong katawan ko at nang may marinig akong kaluskos ay napalingon ako at saka ako napapikit sa biglang pagbukas ng ilaw at saka ko narinig ang tugtog ng instrumento. Ang kanta nito ay ‘panalangin by Apo hiking society. Ang boses ng kumakanta ay hindi ko inaasahan at para akong iiyak sa kinatatayuan ko. Si Ashton ay kumakanta kasabay sila Rylon at Tyler. Natawa ako kasi hindi ko inaasahan na kaya pala nyang kumanta at ang ganda rin ng boses nya.

na agad ko naman naintindihan iyon Inabot ko na ang microphone "EHEM!! Hi sa inyo" at nag hiyawan naman sila 'wala pa nga eh' Girl 1 "Ang pogi naman niya" Girl 2 "Oo nga" "Nakikisawsaw lang po ako dito sa grupo na ito Hindi po talaga ako bitiranong singer pero pwede na" At nagtawanan naman ang mga ito sa biro ko. "Ang Title po ng Song na kakantahin ko ay "Can I be Him" by James Arthur po."

Gusto ko parehas kami ng insight at feelings ng artist. For him/her to sing it properly. At ma convey niyang mabuti ang kanta na sinulat ko. “ Oh, sorry po hindi po pala ako nakapag reply sa inyo last time we talk, I actually don’t have one yet” “ It’s okay miss seven, we understand. But since you don’t have one in mind. Why don’t we have an audition for that song para magkaroon ka na rin ng option” Seven, ang songwriter’s name ko. Walang nakakaalam kung sino ako. Kundi si ate lang. Dahil syempre naman siya lang ang pinagkakatiwalaan ko.

To bring you paradise, I could have failed because imperfect I was found; from a wrong cup I could have sipped, for that I wished to be free from all that I lacked. It all I did because I couldn't withstand to see you drowning in my quicksand. Yeah, I've wronged; I drove you away all alone. And because I don't know when you'll be once again my own, so I'll just let me sing a sad song. *** (A Sad Song) ---Arnel T. Lanorio---

Naisip ko, kung kasama lang namin si Ada ngayon, ‘di sana ay may partner ako. Habang kumakain kami, biglang tinanong ni Everisha si Czedric, "So, what exactly is the story of your new song?" "It’s about finding beauty in the simple things," sagot ni Czedric habang kinakagat ang croissant niya. "Flowers are like that—delicate, beautiful, but often overlooked. The song is a reminder to appreciate those small, beautiful moments in life." Napangiti ako sa sinabi niya. Simple pero malalim ang mensahe. Sa singer hindi ka lang ba dapat magaling kumanta kasi dapat may utak ka rin.

I'm not sure why, but whenever I think of her, so many words come to mind that I eventually form lines in every stanza of the poem I'm working on. I put on my headphones and listened to the violin cover songs I had downloaded earlier. When I listen to music while writing, I feel more at ease. I was writing peacefully when I almost got hit a plastic bottle on my head. Fvck! Who the hell threw it? It's a good thing the plastic bottle lid is tightly closed, or I'd be drenched. I looked down and was surprised to see a girl fleeing from the street near our house. "Oh, my goodness, did she just hurl me?"

Hinalikan ko ang palad ng aking anak and watching her eyes wishing that she will open them and stare at me innocently pero walang nangyari. Hindi ito nagmulat ng mata at kita ko na halos hindi na ito humihinga.. And with my trembling voice I continue singing her the song dahil iyon na lamang ang maipapabaon ko rito.. Ang sakit sobra.. "Cause I have seen a thousand things, A thousand minds and what they bring to this world and to this home but where I stand well I don't know. And people come and people go, people I will never know but if I did and if I could I wonder when and where I stood"