Will I ever be at Home?

Home,
they say,
Home is where the heart is...

But am I home?
I'm protected by the strong walls
of this house,
but am i home?

I have all the things I need,
I can sleep, eat and entertain myself
with the things I see here...
but am i home?

I can rest whenever I want,
I can bathe anytime I want,
I can live comfortably,
but am I home?

I can have the car I need,
I can be driven to wherever I desire,
I can go to any place of my choice,
but will I ever reach my home?

I have all the honor of intellect,
I have achieved well enough,
I possess a mind that's knowledgeable,
but do I know where to find my home?

I have lived in a life of luxury,
A place sought by many,
I have been to many places before,
but will I ever have the chance to live in a home,

If home is where the heart is,
and if where i am now,
is the place called home,
then I don't want to be home..

a deep sigh to the people
who have trouble finding their
homes..

"Atlas"

The world,
The universe,

is on my shoulders.
The weight of the Earth
is on my back..
carried upon
by my frail
and fragile
body.

Weak,
I feel so weak,
I feel so exhausted
emaciated.

Rejuvenate,
I want to refresh,
I want to recreate myself,
my mind,
my soul.

Fade...
Please, get out of my life,
Fade...
Don't put your weight
upon my body,
Oh! World!
Forlorn me..

Tired.
Weak.
Exhausted.
Emaciated.
Lifeless.
Dull.
Numb.
Me.

~For the world,
Enigma of life,
filled with maelstroms of
emotions, of hatred,
Massive. Heavy. Unbearable.

"Reminisce"

Memories..
Of the best years
of my high school days..

how i miss badly..
the felicity,
the clamors of joys,
the feelings kept secret..
the bond, the family..

Slowly, as time fades
as the hourglass sand
fall and
drop..
the distance between us
is also augmented..
we aren't how we used
to be,
back in those days..
and now, your new family
is there for you..
likewise,
we have a new family;
not the bond that was originally
formed by us..
but a bond separated by time..
by fate..

still..
we shall leave a family
that family..the best of all,
and carry with you..
the legacy that
we once shared
together.

~For Sir Sherwin Inacay
The father of the masayahin kids
our kuya, our friend..
masayahin '05,
a sanctuary.