mY LIfE...mY PoEM

wAsTeD!

2007-06-26T04:52:00.000-07:00

wAsTeD...!

The carcass of evey life
touches the soil
silence cries out loud
when plunder mourns for sound...

You have set a bait
to trap the innocence at the gate
but evil shall never overcome the good
'coz chariots and horses shall wave thy cord...

Though roses do have thorns
you shall not adore her as fragile
she has thorns to protect herself
couldn't just pick
in your words and trick...

As long as there is fancy
every toil shall not conceive a tree
worn out...ruined...in vain...
and it breeds out to but a nothing
it is wasted to take a look for something!

For My MaMa...

2007-04-18T09:24:00.001-07:00

owe to her to where i am now
for the love and sacrifice like ice thy thaw
she is my mother, my friend and my life
forsaketh thy self to hold the knife
to raise us well
i'm glad good things dwell
im proud of you mama
my heart sings "lahlah"
heres my love and gratitude
for guiding me up with flying colors in the hood....

God bless mama!

sKiN-dEeP... nOt sUpErFiCiAL...

2007-04-18T09:19:00.000-07:00

Journey that i long to take is with depth
at the middle of the desert
no fears to quench my thirst in cleft
amidst the snowstorm and hurricane
no doubt to face coldness and strong winds to tame
though hinders with age, sword and distance
certain to bound proximity and presence in glance...

Sincerity is the name of the game
to traverse the fears and the pain
the dance groove that is graceful as lifetime
the stone gems that is forever to rhyme
the tick of the clock that is constantly timeless
the wave of the ocean that is continous and priceless
that is how thy heart weighs
free of deceit and pretense
longlasting in every lance...

let your heart talk
and not your lips
let your soul walk
and not your feet
bare yourself as true as you
deep-laid, profound and far down,
to reach my heart
and stay with you....

mY GiRLfRiEnDs...

2007-04-18T09:17:00.000-07:00

Her name is gracemarie
the lady who is "chinita" and carefree
a longtime girlfriend who plays sax
and my dearest accomplice in crime to the max
we are friends for almost two decades
though with extreme upbringing and personality
we don't have the hard time to blend our tea
so sad, distance has built a wall between us
she is there, i am here in the cast
we may miss some of our latest stuff
but everytime we keep in touch, we can still laugh
as if we are together everyday like we were in old times hay....

Her name is Angie
who loves to teach
called by many as ma'am
and a woman who always talks about ham
she hates her college students
beg for grades when failed
lately, we miss to mingle and bond
i guess, we're both busy to walk in the sand
i know she keeps praying for me
as i pray for her too in the glee...

Her name is Shonyd
my collegue in urinalysis and fecalysis
our friendship is like a microscope
magnified and focused in hope
they say, we are like twins
we are look alike and both gleams
she defends me when others persecute me
she is a friend who i love thee...

Her name is Claire
my surgeon to heir
she never tolerates nor condemns me
everytime i commit mistakes in the sea
she let me feel i'm loved when i feel not loved
she rescued me when i'm about to drown
when i'm too deaf to hear right things to see
she gently spanks me to awaken me and give the key...

miss you dolls!

mY dAnCe Is oNLy FoR ThE KiNg...

2007-04-18T09:16:00.000-07:00

In far away land
there was lonesome princess
shackled bound in hand
silent tears prisoned her in cave
cruelty of evil has snatched her throne in grave...

many were captured her kingdom
thy majesty has ruined as plunder
no one and nothing from her has left
except the hope to dance with the king, she kept...

time flies, age goeth
but still the chariots has ran for crotchet
archers and bows were to shield thy safe
from traps and bait to siege thy choir in clef...

her smile is only for the king
the table is set only with thy highness to ring
for the music is heard only when the king shall come
to protect her from drunk and wrecked as rum
to rebuild what was ruined and share her glam....

SuRpRiSeS...

2007-04-18T09:15:00.000-07:00

Life is really full of surprises
when you are not so ready to bruises
you can't diverse your journey for cruises
like thy heart beats now to travel in forces...

how could i never noticed your charm
why i have to pierce long a decade as swarm
just to see now thy precious to feel your warmth
why then too long i treated you were like a brother
but now, gosh, there is something i felt to slumber...

innocence turns into confusion and meaning
a simple hug and smile shelters thy cold soul to sing
is this right or am i just polluting thy friendship you bring?
should i step backward or forward to answer thy ring...?

answer me my friend...this is for you....

tOo FaSt... ToO bAD..

2007-04-10T03:17:00.000-07:00

You are but like a woman in false labor
screamin' in pain that the baby is coming out in the core
yet the bag of water is still intact
and the cervix is still about to dilate to luck
it's too fast... too early and too bad to knock...

You are like a mango in the tree
either too green and too ripe for me
you are too green- i still taste the acids in my buds
you are too ripe-you flavored me with sweets and curds
it's too fast...too early and too bad to rush...

You are like a baby in the crib
only milk should to give and heave
no need in the meantime for solid foods
you may get choked and indigestion grooves
it's too fast...too early and too bad in the moods....

too fast...too bad...youve lost your chance!
patience is a virtue...

fALLiNg DoWn AgAiN...

2007-03-25T08:53:00.000-07:00

it's true
theres nothing more complicated than love
it's like a game
you'L never know when to win or to lose
it comes, it goes
it makes,it breaks
when least expected
and before you knew
you can't simply resist it...

you shall see
your angel will come in thee
just be patient
he is on his way to rescue you
to build his world around you
to share his dreams with you
to make your "fancies" real and true....

he shall soon to come
true love has worth to wait for time
don't lose hope
though it will linger
it shall surely come...

look at the skies
the stars is about to fall down
to hand you the heels and gown
and meet your prince in the lawn....

NaMiMiSs KiTa!

2007-03-25T08:51:00.000-07:00

Mamang estranghero
me aaminin ako
nami-miss kita
at biglang nahihilo
sa twing ika'y nagtatago
pakiramdam ko para akong isang yelo
nakabilad sa araw sa ibabaw ng yero...

ewan ko nga ga
eto ang pakiramdam ko
espesyal ako sayo
o imik laang ito katulad ng isang loro
nakakatawa, nakakaaliw at parang nakakabobo
mga huntahan nating halo-halo at pinagsalo-salo...

totoo ka ga o isa laang panloloko
madyekero o isang bolero
ang ating pagkakaibigan ga ay isa laang moro moro
o kay sakit naman lalo yata ako nagugulo....

YoU'rE aLMoSt ThErE...

2007-03-25T08:50:00.000-07:00

this is so funny
this is so bubbly
to let the baby in the crib smiles
though thy colors are shallow to size...

this is kinda odd and freaky in line
to wear coat and blanket during spring time
you just feel cold inside
and then you need a warmth to glide...

you were like a table set already
but guests were not yet there to celebrate the tea
you were like a cloud nimbus that embraced the skies so tight
yet dark and heavy though rain didnt pour its drop in site ...

you are almost there my friend
but you are not still there to touch and mend
you have more steps to take
before you get my heart in lake ....

aNd ThE pRoDiGaL aNgEL cAmE bAcK...

2007-03-25T08:48:00.000-07:00

Where have you been my angel?
what happen to your wings?
why it is broken and crushed?
what happen to your halo?
why it doesnt glow in light but mashed?
what happen to your robe?
why it has dirts and stain in mode?
what happen to your radiant face?
why it looks so dull and tired to gaze?

i thought you were happy
i thought you were okay
to guard someone else heart in hay
dont yah remember
you said you wanna fly high without me
but now why you are inflicted
fallin down deep to the sea?
though you were cruel and unfair in thee
my heart melts when i see you that way in glee...

don't you worry
i forgave you already
time has healed the wounds
though deep scars has left the prongs
and now you come back
you could still make up for sack
but sorry not for me this time
'coz the love i had for you then
just dims in lime to tame...

sorry....

cHiZ eScUdErO- MaN Of tHe sEnAtE!

2007-03-14T03:50:00.000-07:00

who would never take a glance
for thy sober manners holdeth though with lance
i'm stuck with thy goals and advocacy
with soft speak he stands up for legacy

with his beautiful wife christine, he blooms
as a man, as a son and as a lawmaker, thy booms
to add his manly looks has spiceth thy charm
whoa! he is an epitome of leadership to thy warmth

as a woman
i admire his worth
he never buckles in girth
when someone else attacks
instead, he stays calm
yet stands againts corrupts and hacks
as a voter
i will trust thee
to govern our nation in glee
runs to him a new blood of tea
implements our law
with right conviction to see
he is indeed the voice of the senate
that we have to hand a key....

for you CHIZ!!!!

a FrIeNdShIp To rEmEmBeR...

2007-03-05T03:37:00.000-08:00

How sweet thy words to speak
to a friend who lets you to unclaw the beak
yet so gentle to shrug off my tick
so compassionate, but not tolerating my leak
he listens, he lets me to speak my brick
then later giveth me the best matter for me to seek...

He never condemns me instead gently taps my shoulder
"Don't worry my friend, you have always a place to lair."
"I know how you feel, i know what's your care to bare"
"Just look your eyes straight, never turn to the left nor right"
"at the end of the tunnel, you will see your hope of light to delight."

He said, he knoweth my pain because he has been there
He has been either suffered betrayal and insult to tear
He fell in love to someone but it seemed it didn't deserve to care
we have been into same struggles but we have triumphed a torch to heir....

ThIs Is tHe tImE i'vE wAiTeD fOr sO LoNg...

2007-02-26T02:17:00.000-08:00

It took me long
to have this turning point as my break
i have been hemming
that even your name i couldn't take
many sleepless nights have passed
it sieged the depths of my soul
it withered the heights of my heart
those insults have killed my life so tight
you've been cruel, you've been monster in my sight
but now, you could never ever have the chance for lance
to hurt me again in anyway in any dance and glance....

i was wrong you were not the only one on earth
i know, time comes someone will take your place in girth
there is one for me who will be my angel in firth
who will love me till the end of his breath in mirth
and will care for me more than anything in skirt
thanks for hurting me anyway, my pain and patience will soon to give birth...

this is the time i have waited for so long
which even a hint of caring i didn't sing a song
the feelings i had for you has just died without a gong
now, i can say i don't love you anymore
no more,i have seen myself with you in galore
even a bit of regrets to win you back is not my encore
who cares if you're with someone else now to allure...

yes, this is the time of my feast to celebrate
where i have no feelings anymore to grip your sake
i don't want to sing with you anymore
this is really the time i have waited for so long...

QuOtEs WhY FlOwErS cAn gEt mE In...

2007-02-25T05:10:00.000-08:00

Flowers have long been an inspiration to me. Here are some of my favorite flower quotes that hopefully will inspire you as well.

I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
- Emma Goldman
To be overcome by the fragrance of flowers is a delectable form of defeat.
- Beverly Nichols
When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other.
- Chinese Proverb
I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
- Claude Monet
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
- Lady Bird Johnson
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
- Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Little flower, but if I could understand, what you are, root and all, all in all I should know what God and man is.
- Tennyson
True friendship is like a rose: we don't realize its beauty until it fades.
- Evelyn Loeb
We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.
- Abraham Lincoln
When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else. Most people in the city rush around so, they have no time to look at a flower. I want them to see it whether they want to or not.
- Georgia O'Keeffe

i'M gLaD yOU DiD tHaT...

2007-02-22T21:17:00.000-08:00

You don't have to worry that much
if you were then so cruel to me in clutch
i do understand now why it has but to slouch
my breath, my joy, my focus has ran into grudge
to let you slip off in my hands was after all a good touch
if you were not that merciless, i couldn't hold now a good match
thank God you did that- if not, i could always be with fears in couch...

Now time for me to forget the torments you've caused me
to overlook the lies and insults that tortured me
to throw out the pains and insecurities that killed me
to pacify the anger and grief which haunted me
all of those including you will be buried in the depths of the sea
and then my heart will find her wayback home in thee
as i forgive you and forget you is the key...

i'm glad you did that
if not i couldn't wear my hat
i know God has something best in store ahead
He has the best plan and hope for me to heed
thank God you did that, if not i couldn't reap a good seed in lot....

mY wEddInG SoNg...

2007-02-22T03:47:00.000-08:00

All my life
i have walked alone in search for a star
until you came to brighten up my world
you made me see how nice my life would be
you made me smile on simple things i have in me...

On this day
i will walk with you together hand in hand
to reach the moon and touch the skies
we will respond according to His will
and take His plan to be as one

Chorus:
i thank God you're my heavensent
an angel whom just a line away
i thank God you're my heavensent
an angel whom just came on time

and i will fly as high as i can thru your wings
'coz everything will be alright
and nothing will go wrong
as i live my days with you...
with you...

JuDgEMeNt day...

2007-02-21T22:05:00.000-08:00

what a beautiful piece!
you 're definitely right with your bliss
everything on earth and heavens has one direction to end in leash
this will bound to happen no matter how much we insist...

everything we toil under the sun will then partake its vain
when this comes noone could ever pay the bail
we will come to the Judge according to our own tale
what we sow we will reap by our own weigh and lash
that is written and so shall come to pass...

mY wOrDs Of aPpReCiAtIoN...

2007-02-21T04:15:00.000-08:00

Words are sweeter when place into rhymes
its ears could hear ones joy and grief
its eyes could see ones gladness and sadness
it's the way could reach heights of dreams
it's the way could be a footstool amidst emptiness and fulness
it's the way could traverse not only the flesh but the soul as well
how thankful i am when my rhymes are heard to hail....

words are more powerful than gestures
its strength could siege ones soul
its force could own the stars
thy sweetness fills the empty space
its essence could make wings spread and fly
how grateful i am to my readers
for letting me to soar high...

i NeVeR kNeW mY pRiNcE cOuLd OnLy Be FoUnD iN My PoEm...

2007-02-21T04:13:00.000-08:00

It is true
somewhere in the desert hides the well
after the tiresome journey
a water could burst out from the rock
it is true
the ocean couldn't empty its content of waters
and suppose it's so
in a moment his bodies will turn then back up to its shores
it is true
petals though fades will then bloom in lace
though it withers
the spring time will then embrace and blaze...

i was wrong
i thought i couldn't own the skies
with my surprise
i could even number the stars with my phalenges
i never knew
i could make my own world if i want to
where there is music that i can hold on to
though i love sunset than sunrise
i could still reign over pain and lies
though there are thorns in roses
i could still touch her to amaze and gaze
though there are weeds in place
sun will scorch its roots and leaves
how wonderful the rhymes in my poem are
filled with wonders and bizarre
at long last
the prince i am looking for
is found and the search no more
he's in my poem that i can cherish to encore...

only thru my poem
i could draw my prince
noone could dare to mince
my dreams and my castle to fence
i never knew
my prince is just a poem away
he is in my poem
and my flowers in may everyday....

FoR mY tItO tEdD... mY mEnToR...

2007-02-21T04:09:00.000-08:00

Friendship is like beauty deep within
so beautiful to traverse the mind and the soul to gain
yet too marvelous to set forth in words so tame
with much magic and wonders that cannot comprehend in lane...

My friendship with my Tito tedd panteth my being like a stream
i used to call him sir ohbabyletme then a teaser in the game
we talk about GOD, about love, about politics and everything in cane
that's how simply it started our friendship, hope it won't go in vain...

We both love poetry that writes our joy and pain
we both delight in music and movies that portraits our drama and bane
we both crave for editions of "converse shoes" and other stuffs we want to aim
Thanks GOD, thanks to ibaan forum for sending a friend, i am now like a dame....

mY fAvOrItE nAmEs Of My YeStErDaY aNd ToDaY...

2007-02-21T04:05:00.000-08:00

One is named Andres who drifted me his letters to undress
part of high school life that seemed choked me no mess
but now this name is still a friend no more no less
an awesome feeling to remember, you may tickle me i guess . . .

Other named was Kuya Lari who drew fantacies to my mind
was 17 then, while he is 10- year older than mine in line
once believed he was the dream boy as i sighed
but now till now he stands as my big brother whom i rely . . .

My most favorite is named Amadeo who gave me a sign
my buddy, my friend, my someone whom dwelt me in dine
who made me believe worlds can be mine
but now i do not know why he has left me behind. . .

Other name is Tonchie who glitters my life with a smile
my comforter, my special friend and my surgeon who dissects my sigh
others might think i might fall with this guy
but his heart does know mine what's really my desire . . . .

kILaLa NyO bA aNg MgA BaBaE sA AkINg BuhAy...

2007-02-21T04:02:00.000-08:00

. . . Siya si nanay conchita ang masungit kong lola
taga hanap ko ng pera nung ako'y nag aaral pa
lage nangangaral hwag na hwag mag aasawa
mag aral muna lageng paalaala . . .
Ngayong ako'y tapos na at isa ng doktora
Sa kanyang mga amiga ako ang lageng bida
Kulubot sa kanyang mukha sa aki'y nagpapaalaala
Kasungitan pala niya noon maganda ang makukuha. . .

. . . Siya naman si mama butihin kong ina
namuhay sa inglatera para lang me maipadala
tiniis ang lungkot sarili'y di inuna
sa limang anak dugo't pawis ibinuwis niya
me hihigit pa kaya sa pag ibig ng isang ina
labis na pangungulila ay isanantabi muna
para sa kinabukasan ng mga anak niya . . .

. . . Siya naman si gracia ang kapatid kong dentista
magkaiba raw kami ng ugali sabi ng iba
kikay, tahimik at kung umasta'y parang senyorita
kaya naman kadalasan lage kong nababara
sa gawaing bahay kailangan itcha-pwera
kase lageng sabi nag aaral daw siya
ngunit kahit ganun ang kapatid kong si gracia
marunong makinig sa aking mga paalaala . . .

. . . Siya naman si maricris ang bunso ng pamilya
kung tawagin nami'y ineng at ng mga pinsan niya
masayahin, makwento at maraming ideya
sa sariling lenguahe na binibitawan niya
di mahilig mag aral cellphone lageng hawak niya
pagpinagagalitan ang iyak abot hanggang kalsada
At ngayon doon na siya magkokolehiyo sa ingglatera
pag alis niya tiyak mamimiss namen siya . . .

. . . Siya naman si nanay Rebecca tinuturing kong parang nanay talaga
tinuring akong parang anak lalo na ng nawala anak niya
kasabay ko sa pagtangis sa bigat ng aming dinadala
sa isang taong parehong sa ami'y mahalaga
sa tuwi tuwina'y lage niyang pinaaalala
mahal niya ako at huwag mag alala
ang Diyos na mahabagin lahat nakikita NIYA . . . .

WaNtEd : AnGeL oN EaRtH

2007-02-21T04:01:00.000-08:00

Hey world are you listening?
Prove to me that your sphere is revolving
Heavenly bodies let down...pour out your majesty
Let my naked eyes see a messenger descends from above just for me. . .

I don't mean he must have halo
nor like cherubim who spreads the wings
He must be someone else who will quench my thirst
and awaken my mind away from lingering fears . . .

My angel why you take this quite long?
Please be kind and quickly come along
Give me air to breathe... rescue me... embrace me beneath your wings
I'm about to fall, i'm wounded and broken so please do come now . . . .

mY HeArT wAs OnCe A WaNdErEr...

2007-02-21T03:59:00.000-08:00

why does the sun rise then set after?
wny does the seas roar then behave later?
why does the flowers bloom then bound to wither?
why does the hill get steep then deers always linger?

why did my heart cry though she has no eyes for tears?
why did my heart run though she has no feet for fears?
why did my heart speak though she has no lips for grief?
why did my heart still care to love though she get tired to breathe?

my heart... don't get astray
lead your soul to your home i say
don't get lost ever anymore to hay
it will tear you apart your night and day...

My heart bring on your courage, swift off your grudges
put your armor and shield on so that you will rid out the scratches
beat your rhythm according to your hinge and clutches
enough to be a wanderer...speak and stand with your cases...

Promise to me my heart you will never and never will be again a wanderer
don't torture your rythmm to beat or else you will care for murmur
brace yourself my heart, don't ever try to steal again your contour
i can save you no more if again ever you become lost and a wanderer....

PaNaWaGaN nG NaGpApAdALA nG PeRa...

2007-02-21T03:57:00.000-08:00

Ang buhay abroad mahirap talaga
Akala laang ng iba namumulot ng pera
Lahat ng akala nila ay maling sapantaha
Kalungkutan, pag iisa ay talagang kalaban nila
Sa minamahal nila para laang me maipadala . . .

Init sa disyerto ay hindi alintana
Pati ang lamig ng snow ay hindi makakana
Sa kanilang pagpupursige sikap at adhika
Maibigay ang magandang buhay sa pamilya na kanilang kinakalinga. . .

Walang sinasayang na oras trabaho'y di pinalalampas
Lage kumakaripas baka maiwan ng BAS (bus)
Sa susunod na trabaho panibagong hagipas
Kaya naman dugo't pawis parang ginagapas. . .

Pagtawag sa pinas para kang nalalagas
Sa dami ng problemang kanilang binabagtas
Perang pinadala wari mo'y winawaldas
Ala man lang "ingat ka "at malasakit na wagas. . .

KuMpIsAL...

2007-02-21T03:55:00.000-08:00

Tahimik man ako ngunit parang sumisigaw
Nakangiti man ako ngunit parang pumapalahaw
Sa t**ik at panulat ko'y hikbi ang sumusungaw
Simpait sinsakit na animo'y singaw
Sabihin man nilang sumisikat yaring paglubog ng araw
Mundo ng kawalan akin pa ring natatanaw . . .

Ang buhay ko 'y tulad ng isang lagas na dahon
Pinapadpad ng hangin ang patungo'y di alam
Nang ang mata ko'y mapatingin sa isang rosas
At waring ang halimuyak nya'y nagsasabing, " mahal ka rin Niya . . ."
Buong kalikasan man din ay aking namasdan
At lahat sila'y nagsasabing, " mahal ka rin Niya . . ."

Ako'y natulala at biglang napahiya
Sa Poong Maykapal bakit hindi nagt**iwala
Buti pa ang kalikasan na Kanyang nilikha
Marunong magtiwala sa Diyos na sa kanya'y lumikha. . .
Patawad po panginoon sa aking pag aalipusta
Sa kapangyarihan mo'y di ako nagtiwala. . . .

a GlImPsE aT A ChILd'S sIgH

2007-02-21T03:51:00.000-08:00

Daddy? Papa? Tatay? Ama? Father? Itay?
how does it feel to utter those names?
I'm longing for you papa...i'm searching for your presence daddy...
why the fate has snatched you in my arms?
didn't they notice- you are the extension of my breath?
i didn't know how it was like to be called..."my child"
you are my father yet a stranger in my side ...

where are you now daddy...? how fate has brought you at far papa..?
don't you miss me..? don't you hear my grief and my agony?
are you happy to where the fate has led you?
isn't fate unfair and cruel?
to let a wife mourned and children groaned....

we miss you daddy...we understand papa...
you don't have to worry- no matter what you're still my father
thousand miles and even death can't even hinder me to ever hope
wherever you are- you are always remembered
within our hearts you are always there to bear in guard....

miss you papa!

I sTiLL bELiEvE In LoViNg HiM...

2007-02-21T03:47:00.000-08:00

If it is not him . . .
why i still hear the voice something within?
If it is not him . . .
why there is still notes in my music?
If it is not him . . .
Why i still have rhymes to share my poem . . .

If he is not the one
why my heart is still hoping
If he is not the one
why my soul is still longing
If he is not the one
why inspite of uncertainties, i'm still waiting. . .

If you're not the one
why i'm still holding
If you're not the one
why my deep within still fighting
If you're not the one
why my joy is still hanging . . .

mAybe because i still believe in loving you . . .

It StArTeD wItH tHe CupfUL oF cOfFEe...

2007-02-21T03:41:00.000-08:00

It just started with the cupful of coffee
When i sensed the enticing aroma of new hope to sip
It was like pure brewed coffee that roused me from sleep
He was just a new found friend then but he untied my grip . . .

After his appendectomy or laparotomy
i drop by to hand him a cupful of coffee
We steal a glance when nobody is around
At the E.R., we are like lovers in the ground . . .

They say," beware" , he is just wanting to play
An expert player that they have always mean to say
He is playful i know but come what may
He is a friend whom me and myself i know i can relay. . .

He is more than gorgeous with his mercedez
More than stunning than his tag huer in gaze
Others are wrong he is not a bratty happy go lucky guy
He has substance, with heart and a friend whom i can rely . . .

It just really started with the cupful of coffee
To taste its granules blend to cream that was in vain
He never takes advantage nor adds injury to my grain
He is just a friend i know i won't cross that lane . . . .

sorry for us- that would be better to be just friends. . .

hE mAkEs Me fEeL i Am LikE cInDeReLLa

2007-02-21T03:38:00.000-08:00

The man at far who read my poem has given me the idea
to be like Cinderella is not always looking for messiah
i was so surprised when the man at far has shared a song and thru an email has spoken
he says, " a dream is a wish that my heart makes ..."
he says, " no matter my heart is grievin', dream and keep on believin' ..."
and don't let my heart filled with sorrow 'coz the dream i wish will come true and be then given ."

Thanks to him who yet stranger got to believe in my dreams
who brought me in the fantasy of reality that i can hold all hymns
who shared a little of him to reach my vanished soul in the hills
who reminded me that my lost angel is soon to come to hand me my heels
and take me to the dreams i wish that my heart has whispered for so long like grilse...

You let me feel i'm cinderella stranger
where are you from- who has ordered you to do such a thing
why from nowhere you just came along
are you a friend sent from above but for how long?
it's funny- you moved me thru that song.....

I rEjEcTeD ThE pRoPoSaL...

2007-02-21T03:31:00.000-08:00

i'm not asking for diamonds
i'm just looking for real gems of eternity
you could sorround my place with garden of tulips
but that is not the fragrance to feel my certainty
you could shower confettis from above the sky
but that is not how my wings will lead to fly
that is not how to win my heart
i'm sorry but it doesn't make sense in my part...

i just want my heart to go home
coz she wants to stay where she is really belong
she's tired and burn out to keep posting to mourn
she is breathing aimlessly being blue and alone
she just wanted to go home and not to elsewhere zone
it is not your proposal nor your promises that are forlorn
it is my heart that lingers for myself to be reborn in the horn...

if my heart could then find her wayback home
that's the time myself can consider to set a new place to glaze
where i can settle my new home in another gaze
so don't be too in a hurry
walking to an aisle is not now for me to carry
my heart is still finding her place in glue and dew
who knows my heart is just too blind to see you
at the end of the tunnel it might be you
but for now my heart finds itself on her own way to cue
just be patient if it is not me , there is still one sent for you....

ThE mAn bEhInD hIs uNiFoRm

2007-02-21T03:03:00.000-08:00

Life is indeed full of surprises
when it is least expected
you couldn't help but cruises
funny it seems from people hundred miles away
could touch my soul by hand
beyond words, it has brought me in the seashore
as if i'm touching the sand in next door
that is how ironic my life now in the core
with trick and suspense in the frame of galore...

Some may laugh at me, am i making fantasies?
out of my own bare world, i draw my ecstasies
is this part of my fearless dreams
that fairytales do exist?
emboss my senses and create my own castle
for an angel whom i insist
he is a new found friend who claims to be a drifter
yet treats me no harm no mess...

my friendship with him is more stunning than mustang
more powerful than his love for books of greeks' gods and goddesses
though seems tough in his uniform, he is a child at heart in bliss
beyond colors and races, he has stated a sense whom i don't wanna miss
has stolen my idle times and turned it to many graces of kiss....

SeLf- CoNfEsSiOn

2007-02-21T02:41:00.000-08:00

I was in the middle of cold haunty nights
only the skies has embraced my soul in heights
noone has noticed even the stars, i was wandering and lost my sight
only me and myself has sensed me i was really torn apart...

I was like then but dead though breathing
i woke up in morning yet was still sleeping
i was like about to drown as if my boat was sinking
but thank Him, He drew me up from my miry pit of drooping...

Myself... face my being!
don't hide turn on your thinking
let fly free on high... as high as the sky
fears will just steal your joy and so do mine
be whole... be filled and be fine...

tHe MoMeNt Of TrUtH...

2007-02-21T02:24:00.000-08:00

I used to say how could i settle with a prince if i've been with the king?
How could i look for roses if my heart longs for tulips?
How could i wear high heels if i'm comfortable with my sneakers and slippers?
How could i hand diamonds if only my interests are my collection of branded watches?
How could i sing another song if the first song i sang is still airing in bridges?

I thought i could always be a falling leaf
just flows with the wind and goes to nowhere of grief
a smiling face that even cries and a laughter that also sighs
but i was wrong the One above has surprised me with wonderful plans and gifts
He gives me joy...He gives me strength whom noone could make a whiff...

Now my weakness is my strength
my failures are no more but my success
my once tormenting pain is already my gain
my emptiness is then turn to be fullness in cane...

This is the moment of truth
this is the hour of realization
this is the time of mending a broken heart
this is the point of freeing my hand!!!!

wE'Re JuSt lIkE...

2007-02-21T02:11:00.000-08:00

We're just like but a clay
who by the potter was formed
according to His plan... according to His will
before it shapes to be a good vessel
it has to be marred up by His hands...

We're just like gold set in fire
who by the blacksmith fervoured the gold to be refined
be not afraid, only the fancies will fade
hold on... be a precious gold and gain
'coz only the pure will be contained...

We're just like but a poem
who by the author wrote the lines and ryhmes
without the heart of an ink, a piece couldn't be read
without the plume of the soul, a letter couldn't be heard
it is the life of the poem whom one's heart could be found....

LiFe TAlKs...

2007-02-21T01:41:00.000-08:00

Don't you know in sadness, there is joy?
even in darkest nights, there are stars
amidst your mourning and, groaning there is gladness
though with emptiness, still there is fulness
that's how the mystery of life cruises...

Sometimes it's too wonderful to comprehend
complexity of life seems hard to understand
when we were in pain,they said in return we will gain
after we have been broken, they said to be whole will be ordained
that's how the wonders of life has to contain...

When you're hurt, cry but not grieve
if you're confused, roam around but not get lost
if wandered, find your home don't get astray
the best revenge is to succeed as they say
that's how marvels of life wants to convey....

i aM LikE bUt TuLiPs...

2007-02-19T11:23:00.000-08:00

i am like but tulips
with infinite colors and schemes
start out with petals tightly packed
then open up throughout the day
and when the day ends
close again later at nights...

of all the flowers, tulips has won my heart
it is not like roses full of thorns to grip
nor like lilies so ambitious and elegant in waters
nor like orchids need to be pampered that much
but tulips is so simple yet with sense of fragrance in hearts...

i am like but tulips
starting to be elusive and tight
and on the day onwards will let to unveil my heart
and before the sun sets, i will drag off all the heights....

mYsElF sPeAkEtH...

2007-02-19T03:22:00.000-08:00

my poem owns her own senses
she has own eyes to see my anguish and my joy
she has own ears to hear my agony and victory
she has own sense of smell
for fragrance of my grief and my gladness of gifts
she has own sense of touch
to feel my emptiness and my fulness
she could traverse the heights of my soul
could reach the depth of my heart
could climb the hills of my mind
that's how my poem speaketh
not only for her rhymes but for my life she also speaketh....