Function over Form

"Form follows Function—The wider you explore the better you express."

Functions are like moving screws inside a clock once it loses the form of it, it'll not work properly but when the form follows the function.

It's a different thing to talk about, Meaningful meanings of each poem are represented by the album itself.

The wider you look on it, The wider you open yourself to understand it, you'll know what are the things behind it.

Deep Sea

Feeling the cold sea breeze i twiched. i gasped for air and dive in the musky deep waters. this time, i let the cold water hugged my body. i feel suffocated, and my vision became blurry.

I used to admire seas and waters, but builts similitude.

What’s more suffocating is the heavyness i carry within—still feels empty. I used to be a calm sea, but the current underneath feels storm and grief. my frustrations flows like a flood drowning me to the core. my mind keeps wondering ‘when this storm ends’.

Others says i played a role as the sea: deep, mysterious, and danger. i gasped in such a thought. seas may be peaceful, but unpredictable. i felt fear letting out a storm in me.

—Un,Function over form.

» 𝙳𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚂𝚎𝚊

Enseignant Contre Etudiant. [in collaboration with Yukimoto Niji Langston] (an argumental poem)

A pleasant day to greet,

Here we go again another school works to meet.

Why do teachers give alot?

It is hard, can't they understand?

Hindi kalabisan sa oras ang paggawa,

Lalo na kung ito'y maagang inihanda,

Hindi niyo ba pansin ang nagkukuba naming mga likod,

Upang sa inyo'y walang humpay na maglingkod?

No matter how early you gave,

It is so much to handle with and takes time to make.

We came to school to learn not to suffer with your endless activities,

Some of them are even out of our capabilities.

Kadalasan kasi sa inyo'y abuso,

Kung humingi ng ekstensyon hindi nanggaling sa puso,

Gano'n na ba kayo kamanhid masyado,

O sadyang kami lamang ay isang biro sa inyo?

If we're abusing, then what do you think you're doing?

No we're not kidding, we're seriously suffering.

You're just to blind to see because all of you think you're doing the right thing.

But for your information, it does not help up but it leads to something depressing.

Hindi namin ninanais na kayo'y mapunta sa gano'ng sitwasyon,

May mga bagay na hindi lamang kami ang madedesisyon,

Maaaring magtanong, makiusap, at humingi ng dispensa,

Basta't ikaw ay may pagkukusa.

Unwanted? Ms, More like Hunted.

We want to ask for request but all you did is undaunted.

Giving us your words saying it's not that complicated.

We tried to raise our voice you'll say your works are being unacknowledged.

Gaya sa inyo, iba't iba rin kami ng istilo,

May handang magbigay palugit ang iba'y istrikto,

At katulad din ninyo'y, kami rin ay hapo,

Ngunit ni minsa'y sa inyo'y hindi kami nagreklamo.

We never said that teachers are invalidated,

We just wanna say that we're tired and exhausted.

It's not easy to adapt and theatricalized.

We're striving hard, your expectations are just too high.

Sa usapang ito, nakikita kong walang tama o mali,

Sapagkat lahat naman tayo'y may daang pinipili,

Ang nais lamang naming idiin,

Aming kalagayan ay inyo ring isipin.

We're thinking of the same situation,

We're both tired and wanting vacation.

All we want is for you to know that it's too much,

And we can't handle that alot.

Pagpaumanhin ninyo ang aming kapabayaan,

Ngunit nais lamang namin ay maging kapaki-pakinabang kayong mamamayan,

Kung sakaling magkrus muli ang ating mga mundo,

At pangarap mo'y naabot, ako sa'yo'y sasaludo.

—Deux,Function over form.

» 𝙴𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝

[ᴀɴ ᴀʀɢᴜᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ]

'til I met You.

my life was a shell: one space, no perceptions, no emotions nor joy. no idea what’s outside the nasty shell, without even knowing what life and love is all about: an isolation. my life was a cellar, no light, dull, living in my own jail. i feel quite invisible. the colors of my world seems to be monochromatic: gray and blues, waiting for happiness to be granted. what is life for? a frustration that is manifested harmony of melancholia. i presents as an solitary example of loneliness, being left unnattended.

a shell broke, opening space to see the beauty of world and lightened it all, mind full of perceptions, every moments filled of emotion, and a smile reflects of joy. i escaped the shell: you give me the world, you taught me the essence of love, a feeling of living. i’ve gone beyond existing, and it all began when i met you.

i see the colors of the world, filled with a rainbow like pigments and monochromatic no longer existed. as i thought it was a melancholia, but a optimism and sanguinity: i learned how to live. as time goes by, realization in life vested in me. living not only consists of how many times you eat everyday, on how many hours you sleep everyday of your life, how many hours you spent on your part time job as days go by. exhibiting the vivid of life and motion of nature: a vigor. and it’s because i met you.

funny how i thought love was just a hormone. a hormone that i cannot let me drag down to my emotions. an affection i cannot stop, and may cause a plea of heartbreak and a rush of agony. minding about the intense feeling as i invisioned myself blissfully falling in love and later on the pain on my chest perceives if it will fail. i learned how to take risk, not minding the outcome. yet, the fear jailed in myself never reigned. i learned how to love. not because my hormone functioned, but in desire of my heart.

as i looked in your eyes, i knew that i’m on to something good. you gave me the reason of my existing. i’m sure my love with you will endure. i never knew i’d learn how to love, you showed me the tomorrow and today, a value of present, my life is far more different from the yesterdays of the past. my love, who could ask for more?

i, a lonely being living in the plea of emptiness and dullness. living in a dark shell, not minding about the world, without appreciating the essence of living, now learned to love. an affection with a desire, a warm-hearted love i give to you: the person who changed my perception, who colored my world, who brought me out of the darkness, who let out my emotions and filled it with sentiments.

i’m grateful for all my fruitless days and lonely nights that led you to my life.

—Trois,Function over form.

» '𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞

Bouquet of Flowers.

We were in the garden when we met,

You have a dazzling eye shining in the set.

A pointy nose attracking my sight.

Soft lips that are moisture and tight.

While you're holding my chin you told me that I am your sunflower,

Kisses my nose and said, you are my love and someday you'll bend your knees lower,

So low that I'm sure it'll make me feel deeper.

When I'm with you I feel everything is warmer.

Suddenly it ended up in just one glimpse of the night,

Cold, And the moon's no longer that bright.

I asked myself, why do you have to leave.

When you said we're done, I can't believe.

You said i was better,

You said I'm your flower.

But you teared every petal of mine,

To make another bonquet, In the arms of other.

—Quatre,Function over form.

» 𝙱𝚘𝚞𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜

Ain't Perfection.

have you seen perfection even once in your life? you don’t? neither i don’t. seek and mourn, do you find perfection?

moon looks dazzlingly bright, but it has craters. the sea screams wonderful and peace, otherwise it’s deep and dark underneath. the flowers emphasizes beauty, but dries slowly day by day.

here i am, secretly and silent behind the mistletoes. adoring your beauty and filled fascination I had with you.

realization banged straight up to my soul within. pain is excruciating, you caused without knowing. i’m not the perfected man for you.

I seek, I mourn. forcing myself to be perfected. i ended up broken, you broke a crystal i treasured the most.

my heart.

—Cinq,Function over form.

» 𝙰𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

Captivated.

i am a liar; i’ve been used in lying everyday in my life. I used to say i’m fine, not wanted to add weights. won’t bother to say anything.

i saw a lady and it was you. we we’re strangers at first and i never expected to feel this way. i remembered that gloomy day when you asked me if i’m okay, as I used to say, “i am fine,” i replied without looking at your sympathetic eye.

to my surprise, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗶 𝗮𝗺 𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴.

how can you know it at all? i was amazed by enchantment. and in a blink of an eye, we clicked and rely.

you were my companion. there’s something about you, that i can’t refuse. you make me feel special, wasn’t like before i’m nobody. you are the apple of my eye, i can’t take my eyes off. i can’t get you off my head.

after all of those confusions and convictions, i knew i’m already captivated by you.

—Seize,Function over form.

» 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍

Similar Hearts.

i was once

lost in the ocean,

in the ocean full

of pretentious and

masked identities.

i found a pure

mesmerizing pearl,

whose heart is

true, raw, and

unmasked.

similar to mine,

I felt devine

to have someone

psyched on my

side.

—Sept,Function over form.

» 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜

Flower's Bloom

there was a flower, simple and tiny. the wind blew it's little red petals but still rooted and stood still in the middle of the field. she's color red, totally different to the other flowers around with their white color—represents purity.

her petals are gone. until there was a storm—a storm she'd thought she will let go for being rooted in her stem to hold on. grief and sorrow filled: tremendously devastating.

until the blizzard replaced by the sun. warmed her in embrace and petals are restored—absolutely beautiful than before. vibrant red color expressed, symbolizes love. she, the flower bloomed connected by love.

—Huit,Function over form.

» 𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖

END.