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Title: Quotes, Poems, Etc...
Post by: Mr.Yos0 on November 20, 2010, 01:16:57 PM
Post your self-made quotes, poems and creative essays here.

Pwede din yung mga favorite quotes and poems, lagyan din kung bakit.
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Post by: Mr.Yos0 on November 20, 2010, 01:18:58 PM
growing old is natural, growing up is optional.

-nakita lang sa ibang forum.
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on November 22, 2010, 09:46:50 AM
"Minsan, kailangan mong bitiwan ang hawak mo pra gumaan ang pakiramdam mo at magbgay ng chance sa ibang mga opurtunidad."
- Marvin o' the faint smile
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Post by: bukojob on November 23, 2010, 11:19:11 AM
you can't make the world better by shouting at it

-Wilfred Mott, Doctor Who
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on November 23, 2010, 11:52:49 AM
"Masmalaki pa ang braso ko kesa mga binte mo!"
- Me, again while comparing with my gym friend/buddy. we push ourselves to the limit!
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Post by: ctan on November 23, 2010, 11:24:04 PM
Nung first time kong magpractice as a teacher sa 3rd year highschool Chem, first line ko sa class was:

Hi I'm Sir _____. I will be your teacher in Chemistry for this year. Mabait ako. Pero kung meron ditong hindi mabait sa akin, this room will be one big hell for all of us.

Ayun, tahimik sila. Kaso, nung tumagal na, naging pasaway na rin. Hahaha!
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on November 24, 2010, 09:42:32 AM
"Ako lang naman ang nagpapahalaga sa yo eh!"
- Marvin o d faint smile
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Post by: Mr.Yos0 on November 26, 2010, 12:28:02 AM
Ships that pass in the night,
and speak each other in passing,
only a signal shown,
and a distant voice in the darkness;

So on the ocean of life,
we pass and speak one another,
only a look and a voice,
then darkness again and a silence.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Post by: carpediem on November 30, 2010, 11:17:10 PM
Software is like sex: It’s better when it’s free. - Linus Torvalds
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Post by: bukojob on December 07, 2010, 10:30:22 PM


"If your head tells you one thing, and your heart tells you another, before you do anything, you should first decide whether you have a better head or a better heart."

-- Marilyn vos Savant
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Post by: Mr.Yos0 on January 07, 2011, 12:14:07 AM
Came across some El Fili

"Ang gabi ay nilalang upang mangarap at magsaya sa mga alaalang pumupukaw ng damdamin."
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on January 07, 2011, 11:55:53 AM
"Moody ka kase!" - Best Friend ko.

"Tirahin mo na yan! Bago pa.. tirahin ng iba yan!" - Ako naman.
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Post by: Mr.Yos0 on January 13, 2011, 11:00:39 PM
When we Two parted
Lord Byron

WHEN we two parted   
In silence and tears,   
Half broken-hearted   
To sever for years,   
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,    5
Colder thy kiss;   
Truly that hour foretold   
Sorrow to this.   

The dew of the morning   
Sunk chill on my brow—    10
It felt like the warning   
Of what I feel now.   
Thy vows are all broken,   
And light is thy fame:   
I hear thy name spoken,    15
And share in its shame.   

They name thee before me,   
A knell to mine ear;   
A shudder comes o'er me—   
Why wert thou so dear?    20
They know not I knew thee,   
Who knew thee too well:   
Long, long shall I rue thee,   
Too deeply to tell.   

In secret we met—    25
In silence I grieve,   
That thy heart could forget,   
Thy spirit deceive.   
If I should meet thee   
After long years,    30
How should I greet thee?   
With silence and tears.



sad. parang tulang "fixing a broken heart" pero hindi nga lang siya na-met uli ng girl sa poem.
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Post by: mang juan on January 26, 2011, 03:59:58 PM
share lang. nabasa ko lang :D

Mahal mo siya, mahal ka nga ba niya? O sadyang pinapaasa ka lamang niya?

Mahal mo siya, mahal ka nga ba niya? O sadyang pinapaasa ka lamang niya?

Nagkakatext ba kayo? Malamang, oo. Kinikilig ka ba? Malamang, oo. May mga panahon na malambing siya sayo, pero bigla ka na lang mapapaisip. Paano kung ganito rin siya sa lahat. Gaguhan nga ba?

Aba, biglang hindi na lang magrereply. Hindi ka mapakali. Magtatampo ka. Maiinis. Tapos malaman laman  mo, may katext naman siyang iba. Pero bakit sa akin hindi nagrereply? Gaguhan nga ba?

Mapapawi nga lang lahat sa isang text niya lang. Wala kang pakialam kung ito’y walang kwentang text. Basta ba, makita mo lang ang pangalan niya sa inbox mo, abot tenga na ngiti mo. Hindi ba?

Nakakatawang isipin. Nakakatawa ka.
Nakakatawa kayo.

Nagmumukha kang bata na nagkaroon ng unang pag-ibig sa preschool o gradeschool.

E ano nga bang magagawa ko. Gusto ko siya. Hindi. Mahal ko na nga ata siya eh.

Kahit hot and cold siya. Sige ka pa rin.

E bakit ba.

Sige ka pa rin. Kahit alam mo sa sarili mo na nagmumukha ka ng tanga.
Hindi ba?

Tama na.

Bahala ka. Alam ko naman kahit napapagod ka na kasi hindi mo alam kung saan lulugar sarili mo sa kaniya, hindi mo pa rin siya magawang ayawan. Kahit alam mo na you deserve someone better. Hindi yung parang pinapaasa ka lang sa wala.

Gaguhan nga ba?

Pinapaasa sa wala?

Oo. Sa wala. Hindi mo pa naman alam kung ano ka sa kaniya, hindi ba? Hindi mo nga alam kung saan ka lulugar eh.



Tignan mo. Mas mahirap umasa kaysa pumili. Yan, yang nasa puso mo. May choice naman siya eh. Malay mo hindi lang dalawa, malay mo maraming choice. Kaya ingatan mo muna puso mo. Mamaya, yun pala wala ka lang sa kaniya.
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Post by: Luc on March 17, 2011, 07:23:02 PM
^a tad emo in the end, but a good read nonetheless *clap clap* :D
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Post by: ctan on March 17, 2011, 11:38:29 PM
astig darkstar! :-)
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Post by: ctan on March 18, 2011, 07:52:39 PM
I CAST MY NET INTO THE SEA
by: Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

In the morning I cast my net into the sea.

I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect and strange beauty -- some shone like a smile, some glistened like tears, and some were flushed like the cheeks of a bride.

When with the day's burden I went home, my love was sitting in the garden idly tearing the leaves of a flower.

I hesitated for a moment, and then placed at her feet all that I had dragged up, and stood silent.
She glanced at them and said, "What strange things are these? I know not of what use they are!"
I bowed my head in shame and thought, "I have not fought for these, I did not buy them in the market; they are not fit gifts for her."

Then the whole night through I flung them one by one into the street.

In the morning travellers came; they picked them up and carried them into far countries.
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Post by: Luc on June 15, 2011, 11:50:21 AM
"And She Was Gone" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFgswwugEDs) (click link) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFgswwugEDs)
By Ginger Foutley
from the season 3 episode

She chose to walk alone
Though others wondered why
Refused to look before her,
Kept eyes cast upwards,
Towards the sky.

She didn't have companions
No need for earthly things.
Only wanted freedom,
From what she felt were
Puppet strings.

She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.
She pitied every blade of grass
For planted they would stay.

She longed to be a flame,
That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home.

Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.

Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.

The trees, they say stood witness.
The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it said
The story played out well.

She spread her arms out wide.
Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held...

And she was gone...
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Post by: ctan on June 15, 2011, 12:27:48 PM
"And She Was Gone" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFgswwugEDs) (click link) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFgswwugEDs)
By Ginger Foutley
from the season 3 episode

She chose to walk alone
Though others wondered why
Refused to look before her,
Kept eyes cast upwards,
Towards the sky.

She didn't have companions
No need for earthly things.
Only wanted freedom,
From what she felt were
Puppet strings.

She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.
She pitied every blade of grass
For planted they would stay.

She longed to be a flame,
That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home.

Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.

Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.

The trees, they say stood witness.
The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it said
The story played out well.

She spread her arms out wide.
Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held...


this is nice...
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Post by: bukojob on June 15, 2011, 02:52:53 PM
@luc: oh wow! that is so 2002!! nostalgia bomb! XD
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Post by: mang juan on January 24, 2012, 03:18:34 PM
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Post by: geo on January 24, 2012, 03:21:30 PM
We are the hollow men.
We are the stuffed men.
Leaning together headpiece filled with straw.
Alas! Our dried voices......
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Post by: mang juan on May 20, 2012, 11:31:28 PM
"Save one life... and you are a hero.
Save one hundred lives... and you are
a nurse."
-Chuck Stepanek, Nursing the Corn (2005)

:)
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Post by: darkstar13 on August 19, 2012, 07:26:06 PM
(liham sa isang kaibigang anak rin ng gabi)
ni Joan M.E. Salvador

Maraming beses na rin nating napag-usapan
ang samu't saring hikbi ng isipan,
sakit na lumalala, sugat na lumalalim.
Sa unang mga pag-uusap,
Hindi pa gaanong masaklaw.
Ngayon, minsa'y ganoon pa rin naman,
ngunit kumbaga sa luha,
kung noo'y pasulpot-sulpot ang pagpatak,
ngayo'y naglalawa na't umaapaw.
Madalas tuloy, itinatanong ko:
Maaari kayang maibsang ang sakit,
o kaya nama'y
matuyo nang kaunti ang bukal ng luha?
Na siya ko rin namang sinasagot:
Marahil, subalit matagal pa.
Kaya kapit lang,
gamit ang diwa't patalim,
kakawala rin tayo mula sa dilim.
Malungkot ang buhay, sabi mo,
at ganito rin naman ang tingin ko,
subali't isisilang ng ating luha ang pagbabago.
Malungkot ang buhay, oo,
ngunit kapag magkausap tayo,
di man halatang
sabay tayong tumatangis,
kahit papaano,
kahit kaunti,
naiibsan ang hapdi.
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Post by: superosmdummi on October 06, 2012, 10:37:30 AM

Mga original pieces ko:PP [size=78%]http://perksofanoverdreamer.wordpress.com/ (http://perksofanoverdreamer.wordpress.com/)[/size]
Metamorphosis
Dancing on the tune of silence,
As I let the stars fall from the sky.
Heart's crushing down
Still, giving fake smiles.


I look in the mirror
I see mediocre, a boy-no-wonder
Wrestling his demons, not knowing how to win
Fighting! Embracing!


Bullied, misunderstood, mistaken
Insecurities inside out, his soul stained with blood
An angel soon to rise,
From a body synthesized.


Wings as broad as the universe
Flew higher than the heavens
Dove deeper than the oceans
An angel soon to rise!
[size=78%]more.[/size]
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Post by: mang juan on November 04, 2012, 01:39:19 PM
“People come, people go – they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.”

― Nicholas Sparks , The Rescue
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Post by: joshgroban on November 09, 2012, 10:06:38 AM


“Be Yourself. Life is precious as it is. All the elements for your happiness are already here. There is no need to run, strive, search, or struggle.
Just Be.”

~ Thich Nhat Hanh ~
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Post by: coxxxz on November 17, 2012, 07:54:06 PM
i wrote a poem and i don't know kung anong itatitle ko and my friend na writer sa publication namin siya'y copy-reader and headline writer kaya siya nagbigay ng title na "HAMON NG BUHAY"... samantalang ako Photojournalism lang but sumusulat din ako sa dyaryo namin sa school..
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Post by: elmer0224 on November 19, 2012, 07:33:23 AM
^ Astig ng mga nakapag-compose na ng magandang kanta or tula. Mga alagad ng sining! Bravo!
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Post by: superosmdummi on November 19, 2012, 09:40:05 AM
Melancholic Thoughts on Random Shits

Suffering from depression and anxiety
A never ending slave for the act of Melancholia
Falling from an eternal pit
Living a life of all despair

Life keeps fornicating my behind
Battered, slapped ’til the bloom of rose
Stabbed with a knife to the heart, back and forth
Cry of pity and sadness, of pain and sorrow heard from beyond

A life non-cyclic but and ever changing nightmare
A nightmare without a hero
A nightmare… only I am in distress
A nightmare where everyone’s a villain

A poem for random shits
Yet, all I can see is my life equated
A weird mind the author has,
A stupid act the author did.
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Post by: coxxxz on November 19, 2012, 06:19:17 PM
^ Astig ng mga nakapag-compose na ng magandang kanta or tula. Mga alagad ng sining! Bravo!

cnu pong tinutukoy nyo kua..
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Post by: Lanchie on November 20, 2012, 01:15:25 AM
Naalala ko tuloy si National Artist Rolando Tiñio.
Wasn't he the original ermitanyo in Bayani?
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Post by: elmer0224 on November 20, 2012, 06:14:43 AM
^ Astig ng mga nakapag-compose na ng magandang kanta or tula. Mga alagad ng sining! Bravo!

cnu pong tinutukoy nyo kua..

Lahat po ng nag-contribute ng tula sa thread na 'to :)
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Post by: SxheL16 on November 20, 2012, 12:09:16 PM
(https://www.pinoyguyguide.com/forums/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2F28.media.tumblr.com%2Ftumblr_ly825v1bVF1qic2kco1_500.png&hash=ff0b252206da5de1d009dd6a928b30bea389938a)

Ang ganda ng quote nato. pinost ko agad sa wall ng fb ko. haha
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Post by: joshgroban on November 20, 2012, 07:37:30 PM


“Allow passion to be at the heart of all your endeavors"
~ Steve Gentile ~
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Post by: Anthony on November 20, 2012, 08:58:06 PM
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Ang ganda ng quote nato. pinost ko agad sa wall ng fb ko. haha

#nice quotes !!  ;D
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Post by: michael on November 21, 2012, 05:02:44 AM
don't take life too seriously.. no one gets alive anyways  8)
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Post by: sayonara on December 31, 2012, 02:08:45 PM
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon
 
He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time
 
Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul
 
While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away
 
His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow
 
What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness
 
Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day
 
For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN
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Post by: sayonara on December 31, 2012, 02:22:57 PM
Melancholic Thoughts on Random Shits

Suffering from depression and anxiety
A never ending slave for the act of Melancholia
Falling from an eternal pit
Living a life of all despair

Life keeps fornicating my behind
Battered, slapped ’til the bloom of rose
Stabbed with a knife to the heart, back and forth
Cry of pity and sadness, of pain and sorrow heard from beyond

A life non-cyclic but and ever changing nightmare
A nightmare without a hero
A nightmare… only I am in distress
A nightmare where everyone’s a villain

A poem for random shits
Yet, all I can see is my life equated
A weird mind the author has,
A stupid act the author did.

very dark. i have arrived on the conclusion while reading that the one who wrote this might be disturbed for some reasons. lol

are you? are you not?
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Post by: joshgroban on January 16, 2013, 04:33:03 AM
the best defense is a strong offense!!!
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Post by: joshgroban on January 16, 2013, 04:35:55 AM
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon
 
He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time
 
Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul
 
While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away
 
His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow
 
What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness
 
Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day
 
For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN


this is nice....moving and a reflective story of ones unforgettable experience...
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Post by: jelo kid on January 16, 2013, 08:55:07 AM
THE TREE
-
i saw the tree
i plant the tree
i count the tree
one,two,three
-THE TREE,bow!
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on January 16, 2013, 10:32:11 AM
The Door..

I open the door..
I close the door..
The door.
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Post by: sayonara on January 16, 2013, 02:46:18 PM
Sorry for my grammar lapses because at the time, I was still in 4th year high school. I know nothing about subject-verb agreement cause I was the typical laid-back student.  ;D

MOON
It is dusk, the sky turning black
And the sun is sinking, while the moon waits to rise
He is having fun, while she sits alone;
Afraid, Frightened, Troubled
And as the darkness comes, they see the shining moon
 
He leaves the house, she packs her things
He walks straight, she sighs with pain
He sees the moon, she waves at it
And at that moment,
They exchanged smiles for the last time
 
Sitting on a bench, he started to recall
Their high school days, friendship days, and enemy days
But whatever days it were, for him, it was a treasure
A treasure he would keep for all of his life
A treasure he will bury to the depths of his soul
 
While staring at the moon, he begin to cry
Teardrops fall in countless, infinite numbers
And by looking at the moon, he realized
It was teardrops of regrets; regrets for letting her go
Or maybe regrets for being so fool and weak to let her fly so far away
 
His teardrops never stop, he wondered
He then thinks of their happy days - him, her, all of them
Happy days, sad days, good days and bad days
And so he swear, he promise, he vow
 
What swear? What promise? What vow?
He swore he will never leave her and them
He promise he will make her and them happy
And he vowed that only her and them will be his only friends
No other friends, no close friends, no special friends, NO GIRLFRIEND; just them
And the moon, shining the vastness of the dark, is his witness
 
Now he wipes his tears, blows off his nose
He stands, he walks, he smiles
And it is only for her and them
For she will be leaving, he will wait
Two years, three years, five years, ten years
But no matter how many years it will be
No matter how dark the night is
He and she will just watch it, and enjoy it, and make fun of it
Because after the long night
There is dawn, there is light, there is day
 
For now, when the night is just coming
And the moon starts shining
Both of them, even in separate worlds,
Will see its beautiful light,
And wait for the sun to rise - AGAIN


this is nice....moving and a reflective story of ones unforgettable experience...

thanks! i'll try to post more.
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Post by: joshgroban on January 17, 2013, 08:05:33 AM
with matching video pa to sa fb mo e hehe... nice...
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Post by: sayonara on January 17, 2013, 03:13:00 PM
^yeah! and with Ayu's song on play. aahh, nostalgia.  :)
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Post by: superosmdummi on January 18, 2013, 02:11:47 PM
Melancholic Thoughts on Random Shits

Suffering from depression and anxiety
A never ending slave for the act of Melancholia
Falling from an eternal pit
Living a life of all despair

Life keeps fornicating my behind
Battered, slapped ’til the bloom of rose
Stabbed with a knife to the heart, back and forth
Cry of pity and sadness, of pain and sorrow heard from beyond

A life non-cyclic but and ever changing nightmare
A nightmare without a hero
A nightmare… only I am in distress
A nightmare where everyone’s a villain

A poem for random shits
Yet, all I can see is my life equated
A weird mind the author has,
A stupid act the author did.

very dark. i have arrived on the conclusion while reading that the one who wrote this might be disturbed for some reasons. lol

are you? are you not?


Let's just say na I'm bothered with everything esp my life.
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Post by: sayonara on January 18, 2013, 02:18:36 PM
^so you are disturbed?  ???

you don't have schizo, do you?
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Post by: marvinofthefaintsmile on January 18, 2013, 02:39:18 PM
Melancholic Thoughts on Random Shits

Suffering from depression and anxiety
A never ending slave for the act of Melancholia
Falling from an eternal pit
Living a life of all despair

Life keeps fornicating my behind
Battered, slapped ’til the bloom of rose
Stabbed with a knife to the heart, back and forth
Cry of pity and sadness, of pain and sorrow heard from beyond

A life non-cyclic but and ever changing nightmare
A nightmare without a hero
A nightmare… only I am in distress
A nightmare where everyone’s a villain

A poem for random shits
Yet, all I can see is my life equated
A weird mind the author has,
A stupid act the author did.

very dark. i have arrived on the conclusion while reading that the one who wrote this might be disturbed for some reasons. lol

are you? are you not?


Let's just say na I'm bothered with everything esp my life.

I want to add co-author this poem and add some random thoughts/ideas.

"I am at war but I don't have enemies
 Desire, Despair, Desire.. So many monsters!
 Demons in my room at night!
 Such I love in delight!"
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Post by: superosmdummi on January 19, 2013, 11:25:18 AM
^so you are disturbed?  ???

you don't have schizo, do you?


NO, I don't have schizophrenia .  matino naman ako kahit papano. lol. Siguro I just have a different point of view... (but I'm not a pessimist ha.)
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Post by: sayonara on January 19, 2013, 12:10:56 PM
aw sayang. may kapwa schizo na sana ko haha kidding


pero your words seems so inspired... yet written in a way like they'll be the last of the writer. even i can't comprehend it.  :-\

are you regretting your existence, bro? lol mind my questions sorry
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Post by: superosmdummi on January 19, 2013, 07:51:15 PM
Very suicidal no?! haha. Very inspired ako nung sinulat ko yun, I was actually crying that time. Na experience mo na ba yung super depressed ka to the point that you just want to vanish and forget eveything. I THINK na that time I've reached my breaking point. Reasons? hmmn. MY LIFE!


Marami pa akong poems na ginawa, tinatamad lang akong mag post. And actually I'm thinking of writing a book... about (well not exactly about) my life pero fictional, meaning may dagdag-bawas, pero I'm scared kasi it will be a very big window to my life (If you know what I mean) and baka di kayanin ng mga tao -- lalo na ng family ko.
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Post by: mang juan on January 19, 2013, 08:04:57 PM
^ OT: Try mo gumawa ng blog na hindi ka nagpapakilala :)
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Post by: superosmdummi on January 19, 2013, 08:14:04 PM
I've done that ayun katangahan lang nagpakilala rin ako. :|| I'll think about it parin, gagawa nalang ulit ako ng bago.
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Post by: sayonara on February 04, 2013, 09:28:09 AM
This is my essay which I wrote during the STI College's Regional Tagisan ng Talino Tournament (sadly I didn't won lol).

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   Alexander the Great. Napoleon Bonaparte. George Washington. What do these names have in common? Apparently, these are very notable names. These names have been immortalized since their own eras, and their faces and busts are scattered everywhere in the world. Writers and historians, although remarkable themselves, have these names imprinted on their great books. Towns and cities and even abstract things like months are named after them. But one may ask, "Who are they? What kind of deeds did these men do for them to be glorified way beyond their lifetimes?" Yes, these great men were leaders. During those times when the world was being formed as it is today, Alexander the Great, Napoleon Bonaparte, George Washington, and many others led their people to triumph and glory. As they shed blood for the sake of many, their names are forever etched on history. Yet, an age-old question arises, "Are leaders born or made?" To answer that question, one must understand the true value of leadership.

   Certainly, leadership is essential for a leader to rule his or her people. A leader who lacks leadership is similar to a ship without a wheel. Hence, to make a good leader, one must manifest the basic traces of leadership and apply it first to himself or herself. Of course, being a leader isn't all about power and influence. Benevolent leaders often start unparalled reigns; their eras are naturally revered as the best examples of good governance by the people. However, leadership comes with a very high price. Whether it is a trait bestowed by the Creator or an attribute that can be attained through education, there remains a fact that some of the individuals who possessed it is driven by their desire to rule and to be feared. This very fact adds more pressure to the long-sought answer for a question that has been a matter of debate since time immemorial.

   On the one hand, leaders may be born with the trait of leadership in them. For instance, a father of a child whose leadership characteristics are way above the average can say leaders are predestined. Certain individuals who showcase outstanding leadership skills are naturally considered as leaders since birth. One can also throw student council presidents, organization heads, and class overseers on that lot and still be named Leaders' Bonanza. Perhaps, these kinds of people are born in the same womb - a womb that only screams leadership. A father of a child allegedly born with a trait sought by many but only few can possess must be very proud. But did the fathers of Alexander, Napoleon, and George thought that their sons will be the future rulers and revolutionizers of their time?

   On the other hand, education may implant the value of leadership in very rare individuals who are willing to learn. Despite the lack of innate abilities and skills, aspiring leaders can be taught how to train themselves to become a ruler. As one of the best examples one can think of, Her Royal Highness Princess Diana, who were once an ordinary woman who lived an ordinary life, managed to bring herself the realization of people's dreams. She was oblivious to the principles of good governance or the ways on how to rule the United Kingdom, but the Princess herself was willing to use the name Diana to be a vessel of benevolence and manifest it through charity works and knowing what her kingdom needs the most. She wasn't born a royal, but somehow, through God's help, proper education, and self-determination, the late Princess Diana's deeds is remembered long after her most shocking death.

   Ultimately, leaders, whether they are born or made, must have three five things that are more valuable than a gold and more precious than a jewel. First, a leader must possess eyes that can see the hard work of his or her people. Second, a leader must have ears that are open to any kind of criticism and suggestion. Third, a leader must have a tongue that speaks not about his or her own greatness just to satisfy the need for egotism, but is more than happy to praise his or her subjects for they are the heart of the nation. Fourth, a leader is required to have the proper mind to think about the best ways of governing his or her people. Lastly, a leader must posses the heart of a humble follower, willing to do anything for the sake of the good, and for the sake of his or her holdings. Alexander the Great, Napoleon Bonaparte, and George Washington, whether they were born rulers or not, made the same choice. By the way, I am sorry, for I don't believe in fate. But God has given me something more powerful than fate or destiny: the choice of becoming a leader.
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Post by: superosmdummi on February 18, 2013, 12:41:15 PM
The Harmless Hero
By: Yours Truly

The boy savior, wields his shield
Saving everyone to no one
Took all the punches without retaliating
To counter with cries and screams of pain
*
The Hero is hurting, suffering
No one thanked him, no one even smiled.
No one cared but he
Tried to please everybody, got the opposite
*
The Harmless Hero, still standing
Bruises, Calluses, wounds and scars
The Harmless Hero, still standing
Standing to protect but not with violence
*
Determination of an eagle with a heart of a dove
The Harmless Hero soars up above
Yet you cannot find him in a crowd
A wallflower with a brave heart
*
The Harmless Hero, still standing
'Til he can fight no more
The Harmless Hero, still standing
With an open wound on his heart
The Harmless Hero, still standing
'Til his funeral sparks
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Post by: joshgroban on February 18, 2013, 12:42:27 PM
nice..
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Post by: caicomonster on March 18, 2013, 11:26:32 AM
Penny for your thoughts

Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts?
As a matter of fact, how about three?
One penny for you, one penny for me,
And one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually.
Getting intimately closer as we approach the
Climatic altitude of nude, mental, sensational… conversation.
Because I’m trying to get to know everything about you
From the neck… UP.
So these are not your typical, sexual, poetical prose.
I’m trying to close the door on that all too familiar freaky foreplay game.
With which most people have chose to approach you.
While they are trying to get deeply imbedded
In the fine fibers of your bedsheets,
I’m trying to find and define the fibers of which your mind speaks.
I want to engage you … I want to engage you
By putting a two karat solitaire diamond ON YOUR MIND and
Marrying your every thought!
I want to lick every inch of every crevasse
So I can get an oral fix from each orifice
And taste you passionate IMAGINATION.
I’d rather be naked and exposed, holding you
As we’re lying and you’re crying
While confiding and describing the tough times you’ve had in life
And how you don’t know
If you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody’s wife.
I wanna feel the heartbeat of all your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
…And I’ll swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
I’m penetrating every entrance… to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you.
Did I ever tell you about how you
Fell asleep in my presence?
And your mere essence
Kept me awake for hours
As I cowered with this feeling
Of sexually unadulterated mental connection?
And as you lay by my side
I pushed my blinds aside
And took the time in the moonlight of that night
To count 72 eyelashes
On the upper eyelid of your right eye!
Because as you sleep
Your eyes remain open slightly.
And while we probably moves in too quickly into some sexual stuff
I’ve always cared more about the expilicity illicitness
That came from between you lips.. meaning your voice.
So now I am standing here
Ready to trade in all the sexual acts that we’ve preformed
For the chance to reform the very foundation
And the basis of our relationship.
So I reiterate my opening statement
And I offer you another penny for your thoughts!
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Post by: Lanchie on March 26, 2013, 05:56:35 AM
we studied this in highschool


To the Man I Married
Angela Manalang-Gloria

I
You are my earth and all the earth implies:
The gravity that ballasts me in space,
The air I breathe, the land that stills my cries
For food and shelter against devouring days.
You are the earth whose orbit marks my way
And sets my north and south, my east and west,
You are the final, elemented clay
The driven heart must turn to for its rest.

If in your arms that hold me now so near
I lift my keening thoughts to Helicon
As trees long rooted to the earth uprear
Their quickening leaves and flowers to the sun,
You who are earth, O never doubt that I
Need you no less because I need the sky!

II
I can not love you with a love
        That outcompares the boundless sea,
For that were false, as no such love
        And no such ocean can ever be.

But I can love you with a love
        As finite as the wave that dies
And dying holds from crest to crest
        The blue of everlasting skies.

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Post by: sayonara on April 21, 2013, 07:54:46 PM
Tell All
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The depth of the darkness which you are embracing
the strength of the wind that is grazing your cheeks

There are surely lots of things
Which nobody but only you will know

But if you are hesitant, nothing will begin
And if nothing begins, you will never know the pain of loss

I am shouting out to the future, “it is not the time to give up”
In order to love you, I have chosen this battle

You have welcomed quiet mornings
You have gone through nights without any fear

Rather than show off your fighting spirit
I want you to say that you are happy

If you only feel regret, you can never forgive the past
And if you cannot forgive the past, you will not be able to smile at me even now

I am shouting out to the future, “now is the time to progress”
In order to love you, I have chosen this battle

Lift your fists up high
And raise your voice
Then look up and start running without looking back
There is nothing to be afraid of

If you are hesitant, nothing will begin
And if nothing begins, you will never know the pain of loss

I am shouting out to the future, “it is not the time to give up”
In order to love you, I have chosen this battle

If you only feel regret, you will never forgive the past
And if you cannot forgive the past, you will not be able to smile at me even now

I am shouting out to the future, “now is the time to progress”
In order to love you, I have chosen this battle


I will become the proof that you were here
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Post by: sayonara on April 22, 2013, 08:41:24 AM
Curtain Call
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Am I welcome?
Am I trusted?
Am I loved?
Am I forgiven?
 
When will I ever stop doubting?
Where am I headed to?
What is left for me to know?
Why did I stop believing?
 
Melancholic and nostalgic
Oh yes! My memories were
Dull my life was as I grew lethargic
 
I needed someone
Someone who can prove to me
That I am welcome and trusted
And loved and forgiven
 
I needed someone
Someone who can play the final drum roll
Someone who can turn off the spotlights
Someone who can be my guest
For my last curtain call
 
In my last curtain call
When I was welcome
When I was trusted
When I was loved
When I was forgiven
 
I was hoping
That you were there
In my audience, happy and cheery
But I was wrong
 
Because at the moment
Before the end roll
You stopped believing
That I can finish the show
 
Now, I realized, in my last curtain call
That I was not welcome
That I was not trusted
That I was not loved
And that I was not forgiven
 
I needed someone
Someone in my final moment
Someone in my final curtain call
When I have failed myself and my audience
Because since the beginning…
 
You were never there.
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Post by: caicomonster on April 22, 2013, 10:35:13 AM
I love my woman.
I love my woman because she excites me.
She excites me like the charge a child gets from an ice cream cone.
She excites me like a youngster who so yearns to be grown.
She excites me.....
Am I too old to sometimes simply lose control?
Because I just want to fall to my knees and plead with her to abuse my soul.
She makes me want to cry, just to see the tears come.
I envision her tongue tasting each drop one by one.
I want her to tie me up and torture me with KISSES
Because this is the first time I want to get as good as I give.
I want to convulse,I want to shudder, I want to scream out her name
And do all the things a man not supposed to do to keep his cool.
She makes me want to get high and meditate
So I can prolong the spiritual and mental state I`m in when I`m in her............PRESENCE.
Pleasantries abound when I imagine worshiping her womb, because in full bloom, she gives me life.
I want her beneath me, I want her behind me
I want to feel her breath in my ear to remind me to inhale her full sensuality.
Because the reality of this bliss is that this role may not be mine forever.
So I do whatever I can do to get through to her and let her know that I am enjoying her time.....IMMENSELY
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Post by: sayonara on April 26, 2013, 12:46:52 PM
Solitude of the Letters

It was silent and it was dark
I was alone walking – frightened, yes
On my path, nothing was there but blindness
And in my head was a voice saying, “fall back!”
Do you know what it is that I lack?

Once, I saw wings, clung on a child’s back
Beautiful they were, but they served no purpose
For those marvellous wings are frail, they can’t fly
Or can bring an end to the young child’s cry
Are you not weaker?

You who did so many things
You who hurt so many people
You who learned so many lessons
You who arranged all the letters
Are you not stronger?

It was silent and it was dark
I was alone living – melancholic, yes
On the crossroads, nothing was there but letters
And they were in their own solitude
As the fog that was covering my feet is blown away

Twice, I saw wings, clung on a child’s back
Shining and bright, but for décor, they only were
For those majestic wings are rotten, they can’t fly
Neither can make things happen, nor answer questions like “Why?”
Oh yes! You are all things but a fighter

You who forgave those who sinned to you
You who accepted those who betrayed you
You who faced those who mocked you
You who gave the letter that was meant for you
Oh yes! You are all things but a quitter

It is silent and it is dark
I am alone searching – hopeless, nearly
On the place I consider my own, I am void and null
As the letters I wrote haunt me with a question:
Who in the world could I bring happiness
if I can't even be happy myself?

And the letters I wrote, now all gone
Have found their solitude in the midnight sun
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Post by: mang juan on May 05, 2013, 06:17:48 PM
In a world where you can be anything you want, BE YOURSELF. :)
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Post by: superosmdummi on May 05, 2013, 11:26:39 PM
Here's a love letter of my friend.

I have lived a life where I witnessed how love moves in our lives; it has brought us joy, laughter, trust, loyalty, courage and even bitterness. And to love is something I was really afraid to do an effort for, I wouldn't like to take the risk, but there is something about you, something different, an unexplainable thing. You have been the exception, you made me do the things I wouldn't imagine and think of doing. Your actions, care and simply your existence made me deeply in love and think of the impossible me HAHAHHAH
Through the years, I have smiled to several people for more than a gazillion times and when serendipity took its chance, I saw you---my heart took over and smiled on its own, on that unfeigned date. Finally, time, luck and destiny gave me the opportunity to know you more, and you were like someone whom I have known for years. And it’s like magic, the corny and cheesy magic I made fun of. You proved to me that once upon a dream really exists!
I have watched several movies, have listened to music and have heard stories about this feeling. Yes at first I thought it would really be enjoyable but I have never imagined of having or experiencing the real "it". That none of the sweetness and efforts would level to the heartaches it would cause. Some people even thought that I would be the last and the most unlikely to experience love, but I don’t care if I’m the last or even undeserving because you were worth the wait and the pain. no pain no gain ha ha ha joke hahah :]] When you came, your being manifested that zing really exists, the butterflies and the bewildered logic, that I can love and be loved back, you were the one my heart has been wholeheartedly and foolhardy thinking of.
I cannot remember if it was the first, second, third or fourth time that I was mesmerized by such beauty but I remember the exact moment that I looked at you, and I realized I was head over heels. I knew you were the one for me, my other half, my soul mate kingkiringkingkingking ahahah.. I might have tons of crushes but you were the only one who gave me a thought about love. It’s like gravity! kaboom! You made my life easier and lovelier than I ever dreamt it to be, you changed my perceptions in life that I wouldn't have thought it to be the same again, you awoke every inch and fiber of my body, you melted me inside. you put direction in my life. you’re the reason why I strive to be better.
Every time I’m with you, the rest of the world seemed to vanish. I lose track of time, place and even my identity. My heart has always skipped a beat dugudugdugdug. Every time i look into your eyes, its like I’m locked by your glaze. And it's in there where i have found my future---to where I am supposed to be--home. I didn't thought home could compose of a single person alone, but it is only with you where I get the intense feeling of being comfortable and being at ease. Troubles and doubts haven't been worth and easy ever since you came. Your voice, your breathing have been the answers to my problems. Shield, sword, hammer and power can't be compared to your protective and ever loving presence. Every time I feel your touch, your kind embrace, I feel something weird, KV! the breathtaking feeling that makes me nervous, happy and excited all at the same time--a span of time where in seconds seem to be longer. It's like the world, my world, freezes for that short span of time. Happiness hasn't ever been deeper, richer and more realistic. It’s you that keeps me going, my energy, my fuel, my oxygen.
 More than anything, you taught me the real meaning of the word "miss" and I miss you, I don’t care if you miss me but I miss you every minute of everyday hahah because I can't take the emptiness I feel inside whenever you're not around [yuck clingy much ahhahah], not literally around but whenever I know you or we are not okay. With that, you have made me appreciate and like the pronoun "we" hahah. Goodbyes aren't so cold and lonely except with you and the feeling that I'll see you again-that I have you is beyond comparable.
Honestly, I do not know the reason I just randomly get and be happy when I’m with you, even if you're with other people it sill makes me smile, an endless and unconditional smile. And all the time we're together, seems like I discover something new about you to love. I do not care, care bear, if its positive, negative, neutral ekek ahahah :]]. You proved to me that love is blind and I’m definitely not talking about the outside but of the whole because with you, I have found out that when you love someone, you'll love everything about her, the whole her and even the jerkiness hidden inside her.
It is beyond words how one person could make such a big impact in one's life; I didn't know you would easily and greatly affect me. You affected me in a way no one has ever had. Being in love is of the second best, finding and realizing it's with you was the first and indeed the best one.
You had me at my worst and you pulled me to be at my best. And I want you to know that we may not be the best of who we are and happiness wouldn't be a forever guarantee, we may disappoint ourselves, we may not reach infinity, may not talk regularly, may not see each other frequently, may not always be happy or even cry without one of us knowing and all the other not’s, but whenever circumstances would come through, in the long run, I would still be here, you can stand by me hahah.
And if a moment comes that we would be on the rocks, I hope we would sincerely think of the reason why we started and held on 'til this time, from the roots of how we came along to the branches and fruits of how we got along. Especially the promise that we'll get through it all. I do not yearn for anything except you being safe and you being with me 'til my last breath.
Most of all, i would like you to keep in mind that knowing you was fate, being your friend was a peerless decision and being in love with you was profoundly beyond my control, the best unconscious and upright feeling that would forever be sealed in my memory.

[PLEASE DO NOT COPY!]
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Post by: superosmdummi on May 05, 2013, 11:29:01 PM
^Letter of Rouviel Cariaga to someone [she still doesn't know. haha]
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Post by: superosmdummi on May 17, 2013, 11:06:14 PM
The Truth About Lies

Pretending to be better
Asking for relief
Why, Oh why?
The world sucks my life away

Filling up the empty glass of wine
Of thoughts... never existing thoughts
Pulling strings of a puppet
The puppeteer controls everything

A masquerade ball for everyone
Only I wear a full mask - all rotten and broken
As strangers saw me wandering
Flying as my head's beyond the clouds

A wonderful life I think of
Yet I cannot comprehend
These three dimensional glasses really work
As my reality fades into fantasy

I never felt this happy
Yet emptiness's swallowing me
I see life, kicking my behind
I am far away yet i'm losing

Pretend, Act, Lie!
And soon I'll find out
Life's cruel intentions, my sanity breaks into pieces
The only truth about lies,
No one cares and you'll die in vain.
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Post by: superosmdummi on July 04, 2013, 12:45:28 PM
Lost Dreams

A sudden cold breeze
A change of direction
A different pace
And of different faces

Holding on feels like trouble
Hurting, weeping, crying
Challenge our limits, pushing way too far
Boundaries set, box left unopen

Chasing a different path
All smooth and easy
We choose not to treck
Nor to blaze a trail

An easy decision to make
Great consequenses lies ahead
To flight instead to fight
Such a scared mouse we flee

We became smaller, sadder
Than ever before
Of craving for something more
More pleasing, more life changing

Decided to let go of the rope
Jump! Instead of Climbing
An easy choice to make
Yet our life long dreams LOST!
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Post by: superosmdummi on September 14, 2013, 07:13:30 PM
When My Life Decided to Fornicate My Ass

I was naïve, innocent. A puppy learning old tricks
I was caged, bound and protected. I was as precious as gold.
NO! YES! NO! The words that I used to hear.
Bliss because of ignorance. How long will I realize?

The stake is high. To lose is disrespectful. To gain also.
Preservation of what’s historical. The door of contemporary locked.
Charon’s boat’s ready to go. To the river of Styx I always bathe.
Knowledge comes with death… and death comes with knowledge.
That’s what they said to me. Beware!

A sapling nourished with poison, growing bigger, bigger and bigger.
A tree of hypocrisy, of judgment, of norms
Perception of right and wrong, We are right, and you are wrong.
Always!

A life of puppetry, I was used to this. Now I seek freedom.
I tried to cut the strings. Control got loose. I am tired.
Retied them again with hands of my own. I blaze my own trail.
Hoorah! Hoorah!

A sponge I was reborn, absorbing everything I touch.
My grey matter’s hunting for more.
A filter I need to be. Organizing my thoughts
My grey matter’s hurting more.

I want to escape, trying to.
I want something more that aren’t what they gave.
I am hungry for knowledge beyond earth: Understanding
I want more!

I find myself in an uncharted island. I’m not comfortable.
I have to learn to live the path I choose.
Bliss no more for I see the truth --- the awful naked truth
I was blinded, still am. But now I choose to be.
I was protected, but now I choose to be hurt… to feel pain.

Knowing the unknowable, seeking the unseekable, touching the untouchable
I made a new start. I made a new path. I made a new cross.
That’s when life decided to fornicate my ass.
To scarce the knowledge, to make fun of what I am
I need to stand firm, regain my control!
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Post by: sayonara on March 10, 2014, 10:18:07 AM
This is my latest essay, and unbelievably it won the STI Tagisan ng Talino Essay Writing Competition National level. The feels of becoming a national champ is overwhelming. Please do give feedback!
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Theme: Direction and purpose


Imagine yourself as a chief sailor, battling the forces of nature out on the open ocean. The winds are gusty and the waves are wrathful. The darkness of the night is deep black, as there is no source of illumination except for the jagged strikes of lightning the pierce through the skies. As the captain of your ship, you are supposed to give instructions to your crew. Yes, you are an experienced sailor. You have faced countless cyclones and out-maneuvered several maelstroms. But this, what you are facing right now is possibly the greatest storm you could ever encounter in your lifetime. Your men asked for orders, but you are in chaos. Your heart pounds heavily, and you are worried, for the lives of your crew rest upon your hands. At this very moment, you are imploding. You are out of balance, and all those skills brought by years of mastering your instinct as a sailor vanished because of fear. You tried to get a hold on the steering wheel. But as you desperately seek for a direction, a sign, or a light to follow, the gusty winds and wrathful waves obliterated your ship before you even realized... you're dead.

   I am a sailor. I navigate on the sea of life, and the winds of change aid me on my journey. As a sailor and a navigator, I am expected to have a sense of direction anywhere I go. I am sailing on these unpredictable seas for over twenty years now, although I admit I am to face the greatest storm in my life yet. How did I manage to navigate on these dangerous waters? Like any sailor, I have very clear ideas of what I want. I want to discover my own island, or uncover a hidden treasure for myself to scavenge. My eyes are locked looking what is beyond the horizon, an my hands are tightly gripped on the steering wheel of my ship--always vigilant of impending rocky atolls or stealthy rogue waves. Of course, I am still human. I erred, I made a lot of mistakes, and they almost cost me my life. But they are now scars, and for sailors, scars are marks of strength, pride, and glory. Storms form and fade, and I am proud I survived many.

   What helped me? All sailors, specifically those who traverse perilous and vast oceans, must possess three items for them to survive. First is the compass. Apparently, the compass is a navigator's best friend. Though seasoned sailors are equipped with the proper instinct and sense of direction, they will not last without an instrument that tells them where the sun is. As for me, my compass is the Bible. It helped me cross deep waters. When I was lost, the Bible taught me the right way, and it led me to where the light is. Second is a map. Maps are indeed very helpful, and they show you the bigger picture of the ocean. Knowledge, wisdom, and experience are like maps. They help you produce an image of what lies behind a wall of rock--or literally what is yet to come. Laslty, most sailors record significant details about their voyage. A captain's log book is essential for all would-be men of the sea as it relays the captain's insights about his journey. I am a sailor as well as an essayist, so I want my little ensemble of words and letters to be my log book. I understand it is my purpose to realize people's dreams and translate them into sentences and paragraphs. Hence, I offer my essay to my fellow young sailors who bravely embarked on their own journeys. These precious items are my treasures, and I will protect them with my life.

   How about you? You are also a sailor. In fact, we are all sailors. Obviously, the malevolent forces of nature will try to destroy us. Aboard our ships are the crew--our families, friends, and loved ones. At one point in our lives, we will be in charge. We all know that in a very stormy night, a ship without a captain is extremely dangerous, suicide, even. Are we going to panic? Are we going to implode? Are we going to let fear devour everything and every one important to us? Bring a compass, a map, and log book. In time of storm and fire, fix the eyes at the horizon and never let go of the wheel. Ultimately, there are three types of sailors. There are sailors who go against the winds of change; they end up being lashed away by the force of regret. There are also sailors who turn away from the tides of trial, only to have the wave of despair swallow them whole. And there sailors who always followed the sun and never let go of the wheel; these are the ones who found the grandest treasure and changed the world forever.
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Post by: meztizo14 on April 20, 2014, 09:13:01 PM
Mending Wall ni Robert Frost!
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Post by: sayonara on October 14, 2014, 09:31:08 PM
 Are there things much worse than death?

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. The heart is where the soul lies; it is the shelter of our very being. Always, the eyes define what the heart desires. The connection of these two metaphoric organs of our body dictates every fabric of our personality: our needs, our wants, and our dreams. Sever them from the rest of your anatomy and you will live a life worse than death.
 
                Fancy yourself in front of a mirror, happily prepping about. You look gorgeous in that new dress you bought yesterday from a sale, or perhaps a new coat partnered with the most expensive neck tie you got using your credit card. Of course, you want to add some blush to those already rosy cheeks of yours, or a strong manly fragrance that will definitely turn some heads—or more accurately, noses. You are preparing all the things you will need for a party or a class reunion at some luxurious restaurant. From a stranger’s perspective, you look successful. You have everything in the world. You live a happy life. Nothing seems wrong. Seems.
 
                While looking at yourself in front of the mirror—still donning the same extravagant persona you were in the second paragraph, you suddenly conceive the world in pure, pitch-black darkness. Can you imagine it? All of the light being swallowed by an unfathomable hole of emptiness, with you unfortunately caught in the middle of it. This very feeling—emptiness, that is—poisons the heart and corrupts its essence. It is similar to knowing that you are wearing an expensive outfit but the mirror you look at is not showing you anything, at all.
 
                Why is that? Because the eyes only see. It does not perceive reality. That is the heart’s job: to interpret what the eyes observe. This is the actual reason why humanity has sunk to its present pitiful state. We only see what our eyes want to see. We have discarded the fact that the heart is the true source of our desires. It is we who blocked the passage that connects our eyes to our hearts. And this blockage leads to eventual darkness that will soon envelops our soul. Consequently, we will become a living shell: insignificant and invaluable. Morality is depleted to zero.
 
                Do you want that to happen to you? Of course not. It is always better to wear a simple dress or a cheap tie while looking yourself in front of a working mirror. Likewise, living a simple life filled with value, lesson, and essence is much more ideal than a meteoric status of pride, power, and prestige but with no real meaning. If all men will realize this, everything would be well.
 
                It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. In fact, it is true. But living a life in pitch-black darkness and unfathomable emptiness, even though you have a pair of working eyes and a heart that pumps blood, is a state that I do not wish to be in. Let’s say you have it all—fancy suits and dresses, credit cards, and posh parties. From a stranger’s perspective, you look successful. You have everything in the world. You live a happy life. Nothing seems wrong.
 
                Well, seems. Actually, you are living a life much worse than death.
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Post by: Lanchie on October 15, 2014, 05:51:52 PM
Valediction sa Hillcrest by Rolando S. Tinio


Pagkacollect ng Railway Express sa aking things
(Deretso na iyon sa barko while I take the plane.)
Inakyat kong muli ang N-311, at dahil dead of winter,
Nakatopcoat at galoshes akong
Nagright-turn sa N wing ng mahabang dilim
(Tunnel yatang aabot hanggang Tundo.)
Kinapa ko ang switch sa hall.
Sa isang pitik, nagshrink ang imaginary tunnel,
Nagparang ataol.

Or catacomb.
Strangely absolute ang impression
Ng hilera ng mga pintong nagpuprusisyon:
Individual identification, parang mummy cases,
De-nameplate, de-numero, de-hometown address.
Antiseptic ang atmosphere, streamlined yet.
Kung hindi catacomb, at least
E filing cabinet.

Filing, hindi naman deaths, ha.
Remembrances, oo. Yung medyo malapot
Dahil alam mo na, I’m quitting the place
After two and a half years.
After two and a half years,
Di man nagkatiyempong mag-ugat, ika nga,
Siyempre’y nagging attached, parang morning glory’ng
Mahirap mapaknit sa alambreng trellis.

At pagkabukas ko sa kuwarto,
Hubo’t hubad na ang mattresses,
Wala nang kutson sa easy chair,
Mga drawer ng bureau’y nakanganga,
Sabay-sabay nag-ooration,
Nagkahiyaan, nabara.

Of course, tuloy ang radiator sa paggaralgal:
Nasa New York na si Bob and the two Allans,
Yung mga quarterbacks across the hall
Pihadong panay ang display sa Des Moines.
Don ang Cosntance aren’t coming back at all.
Gusto ko nang magpaalam–
to whom?
The drapes? The washbowl? Sa double-decker
Na pinaikot-ikot naming ni Kandaswamy
To create space, hopeless, talagang impossible.
Of course, tuloy ang radiator sa paglagutok.
(And the stone silence,
nakakaiyak kung sumagot.)

Bueno, let’s get it over with.
It’s a long walk to the depot.
Tama na ang sophistication-sophistication.

Sa steep incline, pababa sa highway
Where all things level, sabi nga,
There’s a flurry, ang gentle-gentle.
Pagwhoosh-whoosh ng paa ko,
The snow melts right under:

Nagtutubig parang asukal,
Humuhulas,
nagsesentimental.
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Post by: Flying Ninja on October 16, 2014, 02:17:59 PM
"Nanggigigil ako sayo!" - siya

"Game!" - ako
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Post by: moimoi on October 17, 2014, 12:48:15 PM
Saigono kissu wa
 Tabako no flavor gashita
 Nigakute setsunai kaori
 
Ashita no imagoro ni wa
 Anata wa doko ni irun darou'
 Dare wo omotte 'run darou'
 
You are always gonna be my love
 Itsuka dare kato mata koi ni ochitemo
 I'll remember to love
 You taught me how
 You are always gonna be the one
 Imawa mada kanashii love song
 Atarashi uta utaeru made
 
Tachidomaru jikan ga
 Ugoki dasou to shiteru
 Wasuretakunai koto bakari
 
Ashita no imagoro ni wa
 Watashi wa kitto naiteru
 Anata wo omotte 'run darou'
 
Yay yay yeah
 
You will always be inside my heart
 Itsumo anata dake no basho ga aru kara
 I hope that I have a place in your heart too
 Now and forever you are still the one
 Imawa mada kanashii love song
 Atarashii uta utaeru made
 
You are always gonna be my love
 Itsuka dare kato mata koi ni ochitemo
 I'll remember to love
 You taught me how
 You are always gonna be the one
 Mada kanashii love song yeah
 Now & forever ah...
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Post by: Lanchie on October 17, 2014, 05:26:13 PM
'Postscript' by Rolando S. Tino


Adios
         Amerika
                        w/ all
your star-spangled ideas
Turned us into idiots
Who had no resistance
                        CRAZY MAN
CRAZY       CRAZY
                       I get so furious
everytimeIthink
                             how we who’ve been educated
are now the ones turned fools
Because we’re out of touch (chua chua)
Because we’re out of touch (chua chua)
It’s all a matter of pointofview
& ar poinuview’s cross-eyed
                                                                        CHICKEN–
EYES
                        Think lang of all the
finals and seminars that immolated
the highbrow
                                        jusso we won’t be
shameful naman to our own
GRINGO classmates of which so many
are        oh my God          suspected idiots
D’ya know I wrote a heaven-knows-how-many-pages-paper-on
have y’eva hea’d of some’ing entitled
Ver-gi-di-ma-rium by Marston maybe or Hall?
& for 8125
                   was eyestrained from peeking
at the Menstrual Blood of San Beda on microfilm
in order to evalyuweyt if Madame Ovaltine was slut or saint?
And what kind of iskolarsip daw is yourmother’sawhore?
Better to scratch your balls / Maybe he ejaculated too
I mean it’s absoluuuutely ridiculous
                                                              endeavuh so precieuse to stuff
yu’head w/ headnotes footnotes marginalnotes
until your soul’s one big fat variorum edition
of pure unmitigated pedantic nonsense

                  B* E* C* A* U* S* E*

nothing nothing
                                    to do with
                                                                           your own

THIRST    SLEEP       FRIGHT      LUST                      FART

& then you godda nerve to think
you’re shuperiah to the restadapipol
juz becuz you speak English w/the twang of angels
from Talahasee, Salinas, or Catona
You truly are the offspring of a flea from San Roqué’s dog!
They have inisght, those who don’t know English don’t you know
They have their own structure in argumentation
derived from inference and a higher form of algebra
that for what it’s worth is esti-estimation or carcu-carculation
I mean to say
                                   St James
                                   St Eliot
                                   St Warren & Wellek
                                   St Shakespeare & Johnson
                                   St Donne & Miltonberle
                                   St Thomasite
                                   St Peace Corps.

            When you jump on their various graves
there we are at istetsayd just intelligizing.
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Post by: jamesjordan5224 on July 12, 2021, 11:00:29 AM
My favorite short love poem (poesie amore brevi (https://frasimondo.com/poesie-amore/)) is:
May it never be that I place impediments to the
union of faithful souls; Love is not Love
if it changes when it discovers a change
or tends to vanish when the other moves away.
Oh no! Love is an ever-fixed beacon
that hangs over the storm and never falters;
it is the guiding star of every lost boat,
the value of which is unknown, although the distance is known.
Love is not subject to Time, even if rosy lips and cheeks must
fall under its curved blade;
Love does not change in a few hours or weeks,
but fearlessly resists the last day of judgment:
if this is a mistake and it will be proved to me,
I have never written, and no one has ever loved.
(William Shakespeare)
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Post by: broad85 on July 28, 2022, 03:29:00 PM
"Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn." -Benjamin Franklin