Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, December 2, 2007


I'm haunted by all
the space that I
will live without
you.

--Boo, Forever

Richard Brautigan

 

Thursday, August 16, 2007

sometimes it is love♥



POET: RAY KROFT

I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT

YOU ARE BUT FOR WHAT I AM/

WHEN I AM WITH YOU...

I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT

YOU'VE MADE OF YOURSELF BUT

FOR WHAT/ YOU ARE MAKING

OF ME...

I LOVE YOU/ FOR THE PART OF ME/

THAT YOU BRING OUT, / I LOVE YOU/

FOR PUTTING YOUR HAND INTO

MY HEAPED-UP HEART AND

PASSING OVER/ ALL FOOLISH

WEAK THINGS THAT YOU CAN'T

HELP/ DIMLY SEEING THERE.

AND FOR DRAWING OUT/ INTO THE

LIFE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL BELONGINGS

THAT NO ONE ELSE HAD LOOKED/

QUITE FAR ENOUGH TO FIND.

I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE

HELPING TO MAKE/ OF THE

LUMBER OF MY LIFE NOT A

TOWER/ BUT A TEMPLE; OUT

OF WORKS/ OF EVERY DAY

NOT A REPROACH/ BUT A SONG...

(kenjisan..imissyoutons..)


Friday, June 22, 2007

heart of life



Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No it won't all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
Fear is a friend who's misunderstood
But I know the heart of life is good
I know it's good

Thursday, April 26, 2007

LOVE IS A PERSON

Love can't be pinned down by a definition, and it certainly can't be proved, any more than anything else important in life can be proved. Love is people, is a person. A friend of ours, Hugh Bishop of Mirfield, says in one of his books: "Love is not an emotion. It is a policy." Those words have often helped me when all my feelings were unlovely. In a summer household as large as ours I often have to act on those words. I am slowly coming to understand with my heart as well as my head that love is not a feeling. It is a person.


 


 

Thursday, April 19, 2007

sa tindera sa mais sa mercado




what would you say to someone who betrayed you behind your back? 


may u rot in hell and more! aw, nya ko-an sad "kagiron ka!"



 


 

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

An important job

"Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.
Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.
Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.
Today I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can feel honored because I've been provided shelter for my mind and body.

Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped.
And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me."

Monday, March 26, 2007

Ehrmann

Max Ehrmann

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,  (wahaha-ako ba dapat inyu e-avoid?)
they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;

you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.


Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.


ilurvethis poem.



 

Thursday, March 15, 2007

...




Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace


 


 


bruised reed


Raenyberry

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

remember.




Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.



 

 

Monday, March 5, 2007

happy happy joy joy

blessing in disguise cguro na dich will not have a reason to move to piayaland. and that i will be stuck here. i guess, cebu(or maybe lilo-an even) is their's to claim. the place had been our home the past 3 years... so, i guess, that should be where home is and where kenji should grow up- this way he can actually speak english without feeling kiwaw about it.  again, liloan represent! iknow that city is not that safe, pero it has always made ppl feel better, point being, we don't feel safe but, better. (ano daw?)


lechengmilk. i still could not get over wut happened to me some years back. i hate hate those big kalbo guys who robbed me. the peklat on my left knee is still there...


ganiha man gud nilakaw ko padung sakayan sa cab, gi-atay ning mga buanga mupadagan ug sakyanan na murag sila ang mayor sa piayaland...


bati ako pag wake up. bow.


meedits: yesterday, dich et moi got kenji this baby shirt na parang ucb ang colors from baby guess. yehey. kapogi na sa ako penguin. maka happy. :)


God Bless guys.


 

Friday, February 2, 2007

emoting.




look here, what if iloveyou?


 

Thursday, October 19, 2006

nagpaplaza mi ngita ug food, pero....


graveyard pa din ako. ang sad. ana gyud ni ginasilutan ang korean pornstar. dghan pagsulay. wala ko kasabot niya karung adlawa, mutext xa sa lahing tawo, sko di mureply, malay ko ba na ang number nya kay 0916 ug dili 0915....

murag naay panahon ginatukar ang pagkakrung krung niya. pero mas krung krung man ko so wala nalang ko labot kay di gyapon musakit ako tiyan if di mi magstorya.

awa, poetry ako tag karun. poetry ang bisaya. gi-ahak. diko masuko, nairits rko na at times wko ginabuhat surang surangon ko sa taong kepoi espellengon masking unsaon naku pagbalentong balentong. anyhoo. niadto mig plaza ni cee kay dghan daw tao, makawa ug duka ug kamingaw. oo mike dili uyab ako kuyog, nfrbff ako kuyog. new found replacement best friend. nyayaya sooo mischa and nicole. toinks. inig uli nkog davao ni promise jud ka na lingawon ko nimu nilaag. didto ko puyo sa inyo.

hay suko bitaw ko kay wala gasulti ang ubang taw nganu kalit kalit masuko sya nko. nga gatry man sad ko become a good friend. gi-atay wa naman gani ko namugos ug mga tampo tampo nako when in fact ako mga tampo tampo kay jerk sya last time is in order man jud.

oo kinabuhi nako na ang blog. tino-od malay nyo makwartahan nko ni if it won't work out for me as a call center worker ant. pero tong korean porn star wjud ni work out si kathra ra angay ato.

ai kai, salamat sa tawag ghapon mupalit kog sun para taas taas ako iyawyaw nimu na mga aligotgot sako pagiging dora the explorer dire.

hey cebu. am gonna be home. sunod ugma. dghana na naku gipromisahan paramdamdaman ui. unta unta makeya nako mubangon ug laag.

hugshugs.

Monday, July 10, 2006

i used to be stuck in southwell

27September 2000/ 530pm


 


jelly beans


   and licorice sticks


    green mangoes


and lollipops being licked


   it makes sense, the world is


sweet not sick.


 


 


 


 


‘98


a world full of people


never will I stand a chance


of seeing you


again


 


 


 


20 September 2000/ 625pm


 


I feel for you


I’ll wait for you


I live, I pray


I long for you, and


I can imagine


That you’ll never know.


 


 


 


God- shobe’s tanka ‘98


 


Creator of love


Of things beyond and above


Creator of all


Things very big and so small


I will listen when You call.


 


 


26 September 2000/ 1045pm


 


pink glitters


and colored sand,


coming in blue, purple,


pale yellow and red,


sweet smell of dried lavender,


wishing that the whole


world looked and smelled this good.


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 

In aeternum

In aeternum I was once determed


For to have loved and


My mind affirmed that with…my


Love it should be confirmed in


Aeternum.


 


 


July 10, 2006


 


I know that love is forever but, I do not think that waiting for a job offer can take forever. If the plans to move to piyaya land won’t take place. I’ve to start over again. But, am never ever going to go back to aol. No, thank you very much.


 


 


So raen, tell me something about yourself that is not stated in your CV… hi am raen, I’m 24 years old, and am broke.


 


 


 


 


Ending in my fave movie quotes…


 


I could not sooner choose a favorite star in the heavens.


                                  Danielle, ever after


 


5jan2001


she belonged to another, another forever


she belonged to the twilight and mists.


 


 


 

untitled: virginia lichauco de leon

Words left unspoken


Gentle touch suspended,


Give me the reason


Tell me…why?


 


25 august 70


 


 


if to forget, I must,


      time be my friend.


 


7 september 70


 


 


 


Wait for me


I came from a country


Of little people,


I’m not used to giant steps,


Wait for me


 


25 September 70


 


 


 


and so the day ends


life will go on


  I am


What your faith


   Has created:


A tiny link


In this long chain of humanity.


 


22 feb 71


 


 


 

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

........baile!


baile conmigo
me siento hermoso

 

sΓ­, dΓ©jenos bailar
bajo la luna de aciano

 

baile conmigo,
mi amor...

 

 

dance with me
I feel beautiful

 

yes, allow us to dance
under the cornflower moon

 

dance with me,
my love...

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

auden

"The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good."


 


*depressing

Sunday, March 19, 2006

neruda

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.


pablo neruda.

.transferred



"Where there is great love there are always miracles."



"At one glance
I love you
With a thousand hearts."



— Mihri Hatun, Turkish poet

THE BIRD WITH THE THORN IN ITS BREAST, IT FOLLOWS AN IMMUTABLE LAW; IT IS DRIVEN BY IT, KNOWS NOT WHAT IMPALES ITSELF, AND ARE SINGING. AT THE VERY INSTANT THE THORN ENTERS THERE IS NO AWARENESS IN IT OF THE DYING TO COME; IT SIMPLY SINGS AND SINGS UNTIL THERE IS NOT THE LIFE IN IT TO UTTER ANOTHER NOTE. BUT WE, WHEN WE PUT THORNS IN OUR BREASTS, WE KNOW. WE UNDERSTAND. AND STILL WE DO IT.... *sigh* --------->the thorn bird