Sometimes

the aftermath of isolation..

Sometimes, complaceny is hurdled when inviting thoughts of emptiness occur.
The warmth felt doesn't linger as together with the splash of the ocean water, it gush through the rocks and destroys.

Sometimes, lessons learned are compromised by a longing so powerful it creates a reality of its own.
It's so intense that the mind takes a bow, the ego turns to be an orchestra playing sweet music to the heart.

Sometimes, what was being done is just be patient and absorb every needle prick and hammer slam.
It will pass anyway, as every bruise and scar it left will heal. And as every episode of insanity will have stability.

But sometimes, it pays to wonder why the wind changes direction while the eagle flies so smoothly. Why it occurs and breaks the fragile branches just learning to sway.

Sometimes, we question why it has to be that way and finding the answer is always uncertain. and that it just simply has to be..

Far too soon..

Talking about some positive topic in a negative note.


Happiness can never be found in any other place but ourselves..
A lot of which around can make us one,
Abundantly, its anytime within reach.

But our heart rests upon to where it desires.
It is us who'll ultimately decide from the world's generosity.
At times, it takes a lifetime searching.
For others, its as simple and as effortless.

Happiness is beyond contentment,
nor a decision you make when things can't get any better than what you have.

It's but a mystery why happiness is not a given,
while the world is full of it.

What I'll be praying for...

Found it, lost it, found another, will lose it.


That someone who will always check up on me;
who cares enough to know what's happening,
and to see if I'm ok.

Who gives the corniest jokes,
to make me laugh and
to make me feel good.

Someone who understands and accepts
that I am not myself at all times.
And assures me that its but normal
to have our own flaws.

Who will never get bored
to be just beside me doing nothing.
And actually enjoying my company.

Who is brave enough to tell me
that I'm not doing things right;
Despite the fact that I hate being bothered.

Someone who will get up,
wake me up for my work,
then sleep again.

Who can sense what I'm thinking
and acts upon it-
because I don't normally tell it.

Someone who can stop me from working
by bribing me with a great dinner and movie.

Someone who never leaves,
because there's not enough reason to.

Someone that is never ideal,
but is perfect for me.

Dreamscape

Reality sets in after that much anticipated pefect moment... until then, its but delusion.

Sometimes, I just want to touch the moonlight...
and carry me like a speeding bullet.
I love it solemn and calm...
unlike the fierce burning sun.

I'll close my eyes and dream far away...
as far as my mind can reach.
And there I'll go places...
places I would die to go to...
places that are not only destinations,
but life's real moments.

Only then I'll feel love, respect, acceptance.
Only then I know I am my real self.

Simply Unbearable

Sulking while heart is pounding... Over reacting in a real sad story.

Free the moments
when you never doubted.

Erase the thoughts
when there's magic.

You felt it once..
You had it first..

It's incomparable.

But its never happening,
not in this lifetime.

Battle Cry

Magnifico! Never appreciated this song not until I downloaded the lyrics. Heard it recently in the American Idol finals.

Made It Through The Rain
by: Barry Manilow

We dreamers have our ways
Of facing rainy days
And somehow we survive

We keep the feelings warm
Protect them from the storm
Until our time arrives

Then one day the sun appears
And we come shining through those lonely years

I made it through the rain
I kept my world protected
I made it through the rain
I kept my point of view
I made it through the rain
And found myself respected
By the others who
Got rained on too
And made it through

When friends are hard to find
And life seems so unkind
Sometimes you feel so afraid

Just aim beyond the clouds
And rise above the crowds
And start your own parade

'Cause when I chased my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say

I made it through the rain
I kept my world protected
I made it throught the rain
I kept my point of view
I made it through the rain
And found myself respected
By the others who
Got rained on too
And made it through

Misery

A long over due sentiment worth posting...


I keep holding on to what's left. Letting go of what used to be best, is next to impossible.

Love that won't go, is the same as saying that there are perpetual sufferings.

Missing someone you can't ever have in your arms, is a hopeless depressing act.

But I silently fight, for a feeling that can never happen again.

I nurse the pain as it goes along with the magic I felt then.

Stupid as it may seem, I just simply felt an immortal love this time.

Love is...

You fell for the first time..
You thought it’s the last time.
But everything has its share
Of space in this lifetime…

The reasons are obvious.
You can’t fight for what’s amiss.
Anticipation gives suffering.
Letting go serves the purpose

Never give it up..
Hold on to what you have.
Pain may forever endure.
But all is given
To the one you really love.

Reminiscing the series of Unfortunate Events....

Natutunan ko, hindi pala lahat ng sugat naghihilom. Hindi pala lahat ng pangyayari nababaon sa limot. Hindi pala lahat ng nasaktan nakakabangon. Hindi pala...

Sept. 25, 2005

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There was a place in time... A bitter presence. You don't fit in, or others are trying so hard. You can have your way, damn trying hard. You can go your own, but all will be unhealthy and abusive efforts.

Oct. 7, 2005

I cant have the heart that endures.. nor enough wisdom to divert. But I have the purest of pain lingering. Im about to breakdown and be drown in my own pool of bitterness..

Oct. 18, 2005

May mga pusong nananahimik hindi dahil sa ito'y payapa. Sila'y patuloy pa ding lumalaban, lamang sa kung saan wala nang maaari pang masaktan. Miminsan, ang hamon ay di laging hinaharap na pisikal. Sa halip, ito'y tinutuos sa pamamaraang lingid sa kaalaman. Ito ang mga pusong nagmamahal na walang kamatayan. Kahit pa ang paglalaanan nito'y matagal ng lumisan.

Jan. 9, 2006