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The Verdict (revision)


October 13, 2011

Alvin M.
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All Poets Are Fools

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All Poets Are Fools


I read with my mind and write with my heart,

I sing in silence and talk while I shout,


Zombie advocate. Social media fanatic. Freelance TV expert. Avid web scholar. Unapologetic pop culture buff. Music and Anime Freak.

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The Love You Think You Deserve

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One night, passing
through a tunnel, she peaked out 
the sunroof.



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Reminiscences of a Teacher


“Good morning, teacher!”


“Good morning, teacher!”



Galatea Artemis

The work of a reminiscing teacher. 

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Heart VS Mind

things are getting worse than expected. and now here i am drowning in the sound of silence as the darkness swallow my soul and my heart imprisoned in the eternal nothingness....
Mark Anthony delos Santos
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All Apologies


Everyday of our marriage, before the last stroke of sunlight leaves the sky, all I always ask is 'what if?'.


Alvin M.

What else should i be?

all apologies...


-Kurt (Nirvana)

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Everytime she smiles at me, what I see are the tears hidden under the skin of her cheeks shining grievously.



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Silence Will Fall


"How did you get it?"
She hit me with those words like a
Five-punch combo
That leaves you dazed, dizzy and dying
A statement to the multitude of unbelieving
Masses, those classes too focused on
Their tiny little lives to even
Consider about caring or carrying the burden of the sick 
To lift the veil of ignorance 
And get through the thick
Skulls of the uneducated, huddling downtrodden
Who make myths out of slayable monsters

This spoken-word piece served as my entry for the second round of Scarlet Letters from Baguio: a Poetry Slam for HIV awareness held last Nov 29, 2013. :)

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cradle song


I had found your cradle song

it was sewn right between the stars

where the moon had played a wind harp

in the soft 'thula' of the tides

it lingered upon the moonbeams

reaching far to where it belonged

if I could chase the notes -

if I could chase 'forever' -

then I will never let it go.



The face off (A pre-piece of the fantasy novel The Avhelle)



       In the kingdom, far from the ordinary world, or as they call it the kingdom of Avhelle, a sorcerer aims to rule the great land forever. Unfortunately because of his evilness and the continuing rebellion, one of his old friend, decides to put an end to it.


Crondo:       the good old wizard

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