Love or Obsession?

Everyday I’m scared,

I might lose you,

you might disappear

leaving me in despair

Am I holding you,

when all you want is to break-free?

Am I being selfish?

Or I’m just paranoid?


I love you


The idea of losing you,

it kills me

I’d rather die;

Than to see you

in the arms of other woman

I love you 

I hope you love me like the way I wanna be loved.

It might be impossible,

but I will never stop hoping

but will try not to expect

for expecting,

is another form of torture

Oh boy, 

Is this obsession?


He used to love you, Oh!

I saw this poem while I was on board train a while ago. Original version in Tagalog but I will be doing my own English translation. Will share this because it caught my attention, hope you guys will like it too 🙂

The moment that I lost you, We both lose something

I, because you are the one I loved the most

And you, because I was the one who loved you the most

But between the two of us, you are the one who had a greater lost

Because I can still love someone like the way I loved you

but you can not anymore find someone to love you the way I did.

-Ernesto Cardenal (1925)

Original Version:

Nang mawala ka sakin, ikaw at ako’y nawalan

Ako dahil ikaw ang minahal ko ng lubusan

at ikaw dahil ako ang lubusan sayong nagmahal

Ngunit sa dalawa, ikaw ang higit na nawalan

Dahil pwede kong mahalin ang iba tulad ng pagmamahal ko sayo

Ngunit ika’y di mamahalin tulad nang kung paano kita minahal.

Oh, very cheesy


A life filled with dreams and aspirations,

Liberate us; the youth of today

Let not the scurrility of in power conquers us;

Our spirits, heart, mind and soul

Let our words be expressed and heard,

Our actions be appreciated

Newfangled people;

Release the chains in our hands!

Never just hope and talk,

Start acting and moving

Allow us to follow our own intuitions,

To turn the dreams into reality

The Woman Behind the Bars

For I am guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.

For I am sinful,

For I’ve done something that I should have not

For I was not able to control myself

For I was imperfect but that imperfection can never be an excuse.

For I believe karma works and it will someday hit me,

and I am now worried,


I wish I was better, I hope I was in control

Arrest me,

and someday I might be sorry for everything,

for someday I might learn,

I am trapped in nowhere, boiled in own sweat. will die on my own.

And my name is Marjorie, the woman behind the bars.

Kwan ni Adan

Collaborative work of: Oliver Dacut and Marjorie Duran

 Nakita pa lang, agad kinatakutan

Sa tigas at haba walang uurungan

Paano ba naman itong si Adan

May dalang isang matigas na kwan

Sa isang banda, ninais kong umatras

 Ibinigay ko lahat ng lakas para pumiglas,

Ngunit nakatutok bawal kumalas

Sa paglaon, naipasok sa wakas

Sa umpisa ka lang mahihirapan

 Pagkatapos ay magiginhawaan

Salamat kay “heringilya” na may matigas

Kahit masakit ako’y nakaramdam ng lunas,

A Woman’s Agony


-Marjorie Duran

My mouth half-open gasping for words to say,

My entire body trembling as I try to resist you

Your skin slowly touches mine, I almost shiver

Tears are constantly flowing with every inch you go closer

Struggling for voice but the inner me can’t release a word

I tried to push you away from me, my force aren’t enough

Vulnerable; you pull me closer to you

I am a weak woman and you are a strong man

Holding me tighter, I still feel your strong grip

The night is over but the nightmares aren’t,

Sleepless nights and painful day;

When can I smile and laugh again?

I curse the night that you visited my life

I hated you and half desiring you’ll soon die

I am a woman and you are a man