Mila D. Aguilar 1. Love can be killed so easily, nick after painful nick. Marveling at each drop of blood as it clusters round some blade of grass, adding color to the greenery, you fail to see the paling of the victim, until the nicks become one great big wound surpassing healing. And then the [...]

ni Rosalina Sebastian Ang bilin sa akin ng ina’t ama ko Maging magalangin mamumupo ako ‘Pag kinakausap ng matandang tao Sa lahat ng lugar sa lahat ng dako.

ni Jose P. Rizal Kapagka ang baya’y sadyang umiibig Sa kanyang salitang kaloob ng langit, Sanglang kalayaan nasa ring masapit Katulad ng ibong nasa himpapawid.

A thousand years ago, there was a rich maharlika, or nobleman, who spent his early bachelor days recklessly, wining and dining in the company of nobility. He drank the finest wines, ate the most delectable food and enjoyed the company of the loveliest, perfumed and bejewelled women of the noble class.