Baby, I feel like giving you up now,
suddenly everything keeps on changing,
and my heart keeps falling apart,
its like there's no light left to shine,
with all this broken memories inside.
do you remember our first kiss?
do you still feel that on your lips?
how about the tight hugs?
do you still feel the heat?
or she wipe out everything we built?
near, you'll stand alone with your future on your hands,
if there will be any love left in your heart for us,
see me on that coffee shop with a flower on your hand,
say your vows and I'll say mine,
and yes, our forever will never come,
but anyways please still hold my hands.
Monday, August 25, 2014
not-really-weird-people?
I don't hate the world or anyone (haha), I just think that when we say,
post, or we try to portray a word/ something we should have the
knowledge about it. I had used this word repeatedly in the past not
knowing its true meaning and so here I am now making a blog about it.
I often see post of different people around the social networking sites in the web showing off what they call "weirdness", for some point in time I'm annoyed by this people because they are TRYING HARD TO LOOK WEIRD not knowing that they just look like everybody else (trying to look DIFFERENT) because of their way of thinking, acting, etc. most of the time it will come into my intuition that I know people who can be classified as a real "weirdo" or people who are NOT EXERTING EFFORT TO LOOK WEIRD.
I think most of the fruit of this generation misunderstood the whole meaning of the word "WEIRD" because of the wrong commercialization of the media and the web today. For example is the picture below, which is for me is "CREEPY" and not weird at all.
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According to Merriam-Webster the word "WEIRD[1]" is first known before 12th century that is defined by the following words: "SOOTHSAYER" or someone who makes predictions about what is going to happen in the future; "DESTINY" or the things that someone or something will experience in the future; and "FATE" or a power that is believed to control what happens in the future. And also the word "WEIRD[2]" can also mean "ODD" or happening in a way that is not planned or regular; and "FANTASTIC" or so extreme as to challenge belief : unbelievable; broadly : exceedingly large or great.
Meaning to say, the word "WEIRD" is a word related to witchcraft/magical and not to something most of the people today tries to portray; an idealist, radical, cool, excellent, extreme, etc.
I think instead of using the word WEIRD to show off your-not-really-WEIRD-side, TRY NOT PUTTING YOURSELF INTO WORD/S, I believed that everything that are in existence today are wonderful in their different ways.
I think instead of using the word WEIRD to show off your-not-really-WEIRD-side, TRY NOT PUTTING YOURSELF INTO WORD/S, I believed that everything that are in existence today are wonderful in their different ways.
For the word "WEIRD", I advice the following readings for further knowledge;
see you around not-really-weird-people :)
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Pag Ibig
Gaano karaming beses ka na ba nag mahal kaibigan?
Isa, dalawa, tatlo, apat, sampu?
Gaano karaming beses ka ng nasaktan?
Isa o Dalawa?
Gaano karaming beses ka ng nag patawad at sinubok makalimot dahil sa pag mamahal kaibigan?
Isa? O wala pa?
Yung tunay na pag ibig daw kahit anong hirap at sakit ang pag daanan kung talagang mahal mo e WORTH IT daw yun.
Kasi daw yung yung TRUE LOVE daw minsan lang nararanasan sa buhay ng tao.
E paano kung nag tiis ka nga pero hindi naman kayo sa huli?
Worth it parin bang maituturing yun?
Paano ba nalalaman o malalaman na Worth it nga lahat ng ginagawa natin para sa isang tao kung wala naman tayong assurance sa happy ending na hinahangad natin?
Gaano pa ba katotoo yung salitang pag mamahal ngayon?
Kailan ba dapat sumuko?
Kailan ba dapat mag patawad?
Kailan ba dapat umiyak?
Kung makakasama ko siya habang buhay? Worth it ba yung sakit ngayon? Deserving ba ako sa sakit na nararamdaman ko ngayon dahil sa sobrang pag mamahal sakanya?
…
Isa, dalawa, tatlo, apat, sampu?
Gaano karaming beses ka ng nasaktan?
Isa o Dalawa?
Gaano karaming beses ka ng nag patawad at sinubok makalimot dahil sa pag mamahal kaibigan?
Isa? O wala pa?
Yung tunay na pag ibig daw kahit anong hirap at sakit ang pag daanan kung talagang mahal mo e WORTH IT daw yun.
Kasi daw yung yung TRUE LOVE daw minsan lang nararanasan sa buhay ng tao.
E paano kung nag tiis ka nga pero hindi naman kayo sa huli?
Worth it parin bang maituturing yun?
Paano ba nalalaman o malalaman na Worth it nga lahat ng ginagawa natin para sa isang tao kung wala naman tayong assurance sa happy ending na hinahangad natin?
Gaano pa ba katotoo yung salitang pag mamahal ngayon?
Kailan ba dapat sumuko?
Kailan ba dapat mag patawad?
Kailan ba dapat umiyak?
Kung makakasama ko siya habang buhay? Worth it ba yung sakit ngayon? Deserving ba ako sa sakit na nararamdaman ko ngayon dahil sa sobrang pag mamahal sakanya?
…
Walang Katumbas
gumising ng magkasama sa bukang liwayway ng umaga,
sa init ng yakap at tamis ng halik na walang kagaya,
sa bawat pag kilos, ikaw ang sanhi at ninanais na makuha,
sa puso kong ito, ikaw lang habang buhay na sinisinta.
sa haplos mo’y napapawi ang takot at pangamba,
na baka bukas wala ng saysay ang buhay at sawi na ang ligaya,
ikaw ang tanging dahilan ng ngiting puno ng pagasa, Na ang bukas ay liliwanag sa atin ng mapayapa,
ni minsa’y di mapapaisip kung bakit ikaw ang ninais na makamtan, ang piniling pagsakripisyuhan ng puso’t kayamanan, dahil sa totoo lamang ikaw ang nag pukaw sa puso at isip na tunay na kaligayahan, mas naging matagumpay, maayos, at mabuti ang aking kinabukasan.
sa bawat pag tatalo, luha’t pighati ang naiiwang bakas, ang sakit na naidulot, sa isip ay di kukupas, ngunit kailanman hindi magsasawa na hagkan ang lunas, yun ang pag mamahal natin sa isa’t isa na walang katumbas.
Dec. 10’13
sa init ng yakap at tamis ng halik na walang kagaya,
sa bawat pag kilos, ikaw ang sanhi at ninanais na makuha,
sa puso kong ito, ikaw lang habang buhay na sinisinta.
sa haplos mo’y napapawi ang takot at pangamba,
na baka bukas wala ng saysay ang buhay at sawi na ang ligaya,
ikaw ang tanging dahilan ng ngiting puno ng pagasa, Na ang bukas ay liliwanag sa atin ng mapayapa,
ni minsa’y di mapapaisip kung bakit ikaw ang ninais na makamtan, ang piniling pagsakripisyuhan ng puso’t kayamanan, dahil sa totoo lamang ikaw ang nag pukaw sa puso at isip na tunay na kaligayahan, mas naging matagumpay, maayos, at mabuti ang aking kinabukasan.
sa bawat pag tatalo, luha’t pighati ang naiiwang bakas, ang sakit na naidulot, sa isip ay di kukupas, ngunit kailanman hindi magsasawa na hagkan ang lunas, yun ang pag mamahal natin sa isa’t isa na walang katumbas.
Dec. 10’13
Maybe I'm Wrong ...
relationships are for those people who can endure a broken heart,
that means relationships is not for me,
from time to time I fall in love to a complete stranger,
I believe that it is not a bad thing, I know my stand in certain things,
but who am I to know better? maybe I’m wrong
Its been a while, since the last time I feel PAIN,
that addictive feeling that turn my stomach upside down,
the chills on my hand and back,
and the image in the mirror that looks very dreadful,
I know I’ll surpass this! maybe I’m wrong
flashbacks, lots of flashbacks,
the good thing is that, its not just the moment, but also the sensation,
the shakin’ of my body, that warm breeze when he talk,
admirable imperfect creature,
I’ll find this one again, maybe I’m wrong
I’ve seen this coming, I have predicted this,
maybe I’m wrong, I wish I am wrong,
*sighs the only certain thing is that,
I don’t want to fall in love again ………………..
that means relationships is not for me,
from time to time I fall in love to a complete stranger,
I believe that it is not a bad thing, I know my stand in certain things,
but who am I to know better? maybe I’m wrong
Its been a while, since the last time I feel PAIN,
that addictive feeling that turn my stomach upside down,
the chills on my hand and back,
and the image in the mirror that looks very dreadful,
I know I’ll surpass this! maybe I’m wrong
flashbacks, lots of flashbacks,
the good thing is that, its not just the moment, but also the sensation,
the shakin’ of my body, that warm breeze when he talk,
admirable imperfect creature,
I’ll find this one again, maybe I’m wrong
I’ve seen this coming, I have predicted this,
maybe I’m wrong, I wish I am wrong,
*sighs the only certain thing is that,
I don’t want to fall in love again ………………..
From North to South ♥
I’ve always thought that he is perfect and so I have loved him, then I
realized that he is not perfect, no one is, and I have loved him ever
more.
His life is compassionate like the gentle river of Allison Krauss,
His hands are warm as the spring of June 2012,
His words and deeds are sweet as getting revenge,
His eyes are alive as the box jellyfish of Australia,
He is intimidating and sometimes peculiar but still I love him that makes me forget his flaws most of the time,
He is the only one who can make me think and look like an idiot,
He is the reason behind everything as of my forever,
He can be so matured and childish at the same time, that makes me love him so much .
I love it when he run his fingers from my hair to my back,
I love the smell of his navy blue shirt,
I love watching his eyes while staring at me,
I love leaning on his shoulder and lap,
I love those good mornings and good nights after those point of time,
I love that feeling when his hands is on my knee.
I love it when he kisses me on my hands and forehead.
I hate his thinking light, a sore to my eyes.
I hate his slovenly house and desk,
I hate it when I cant win an argument with him,
I hate his attention seeker ex girlfriend.
and most of all I hate it when we’re apart.
He is indeed,
The reason why I am in love this much,
The reason behind my random smile.
The reason behind my snickering laugh,
and he’ll be the only reason behind my broken heart.
His life is compassionate like the gentle river of Allison Krauss,
His hands are warm as the spring of June 2012,
His words and deeds are sweet as getting revenge,
His eyes are alive as the box jellyfish of Australia,
He is intimidating and sometimes peculiar but still I love him that makes me forget his flaws most of the time,
He is the only one who can make me think and look like an idiot,
He is the reason behind everything as of my forever,
He can be so matured and childish at the same time, that makes me love him so much .
I love it when he run his fingers from my hair to my back,
I love the smell of his navy blue shirt,
I love watching his eyes while staring at me,
I love leaning on his shoulder and lap,
I love those good mornings and good nights after those point of time,
I love that feeling when his hands is on my knee.
I love it when he kisses me on my hands and forehead.
I hate his thinking light, a sore to my eyes.
I hate his slovenly house and desk,
I hate it when I cant win an argument with him,
I hate his attention seeker ex girlfriend.
and most of all I hate it when we’re apart.
He is indeed,
The reason why I am in love this much,
The reason behind my random smile.
The reason behind my snickering laugh,
and he’ll be the only reason behind my broken heart.
Forgotten lullaby
please hum with me again,
your beautiful eyes that’s so humane, that has equal treatment that makes me feel the pain,
your pointed nose on my chin, whenever I kiss your forehead to ease your fear,
your soft voice beside my ear, that says goodnight while I’m on tears,
your gratified mustache on my back, whenever I remember I smile and blush,
your fluffy hair that suit your style, oh how I miss you so please be mine,
your lips that tasted like morning dew, please kiss me one last time even with this horrible view,
your tender arms that cuddles me, please stay I’m on bended knee,
your cold feet that shares the heat with mine, how I wish to forget this lullaby that’s so fine
your beautiful eyes that’s so humane, that has equal treatment that makes me feel the pain,
your pointed nose on my chin, whenever I kiss your forehead to ease your fear,
your soft voice beside my ear, that says goodnight while I’m on tears,
your gratified mustache on my back, whenever I remember I smile and blush,
your fluffy hair that suit your style, oh how I miss you so please be mine,
your lips that tasted like morning dew, please kiss me one last time even with this horrible view,
your tender arms that cuddles me, please stay I’m on bended knee,
your cold feet that shares the heat with mine, how I wish to forget this lullaby that’s so fine
Happy Birthday Bespren
ang pangalan niya ay GINO,
mabait, weirdo, at matalino,
asawa niya si kayne, anak niya si clay-clay,
kaibigan niya ako, pati narin si Enrique miles.
nakilala ko siya dun sa kubo ng mga makata,
mahilig kumanta, mag gitara, at mag patawa,
tatlo kami nung una, medyo nag kakahiyaan pa,
sa sumunod na linggo dumagdag si Marc Bicada.
kumain kami ng pizza, dun sa SM pala pala,
nabuo ang E1, ang pang habang buhay kong tropa,
dumagdag si otep, si bruce at si sher na ogre,
ang weird ng mga pangyayari, pati narin yung mga babae :(
at sa buwan at araw na hulyo uno,
nabuo ang bandang kapangalan ko,
ang mga weirdo ko na tropa, tumugtog sa taas ng intablado,
BILOG na bumuo ng samahan na ito sana kailanma’y di ka mag bago
si Gino ang bilog kong katukayo,
ay minsa’y pinasaya akong totoo,
at sa araw na ito gusto kong malaman niyo,
mahal ko yang kaibigan ko at kailanman hindi ipagkakalulo.
sa panahon ngayon mahirap na humanap ng katulad mo,
para kang planetang may buhay sa labas ng mundo,
lagi mo tandaan, maraming tao ang mawawala sayo,
pero ako, pakatandaan mo, mananatili hanggang magunaw ang buong kalawakan na ginagalawan mo.
mabait, weirdo, at matalino,
asawa niya si kayne, anak niya si clay-clay,
kaibigan niya ako, pati narin si Enrique miles.
nakilala ko siya dun sa kubo ng mga makata,
mahilig kumanta, mag gitara, at mag patawa,
tatlo kami nung una, medyo nag kakahiyaan pa,
sa sumunod na linggo dumagdag si Marc Bicada.
kumain kami ng pizza, dun sa SM pala pala,
nabuo ang E1, ang pang habang buhay kong tropa,
dumagdag si otep, si bruce at si sher na ogre,
ang weird ng mga pangyayari, pati narin yung mga babae :(
at sa buwan at araw na hulyo uno,
nabuo ang bandang kapangalan ko,
ang mga weirdo ko na tropa, tumugtog sa taas ng intablado,
BILOG na bumuo ng samahan na ito sana kailanma’y di ka mag bago
si Gino ang bilog kong katukayo,
ay minsa’y pinasaya akong totoo,
at sa araw na ito gusto kong malaman niyo,
mahal ko yang kaibigan ko at kailanman hindi ipagkakalulo.
sa panahon ngayon mahirap na humanap ng katulad mo,
para kang planetang may buhay sa labas ng mundo,
lagi mo tandaan, maraming tao ang mawawala sayo,
pero ako, pakatandaan mo, mananatili hanggang magunaw ang buong kalawakan na ginagalawan mo.
I'll keep on falling in love until I find it right
You've been in relationships; good, bad, and those playful one. You
laugh, you cried, you lose hope, you give up your faith, and everything.
But you know there is something more, something greater coming on your
way, someone that is so perfect for your imperfections.
You tried to start again, but doesn't know where to begin. Suddenly someone came into your life, became your everything, became your world, then leaves you behind with no words of goodbye. All you want is to be with her again, to win her back from the unfair world of ours. Poems, lullabies, loves songs, to scream the words that cant be spoken by your heart. You never thought of giving up, because you knew that she is the best you will ever had … Then ...
Then that is the moment you met her …
The moment that you are so broken, the moment that you are in a deep sadness, the moment that you are on the peak of self destruction, is the moment you met her. You thought that she will not be a part of your world, just another stranger passing by in your life.
You're afraid of giving in again. The past sadness destroyed everything you had, but in the end, you just keep on falling in love to random strangers, just like what you always deed.
But this time, it changes you, she changes you. And finally you just want to be married to her, on that moment you met her, finally, face to face, on that coffee shop. You don’t know what to say, just feeling the moment, making it last.
She is indeed sent by the Being above to put you on your feet again, she made you stronger, she made you wisdomful, she brings out the best and everything about you...
You had rebuild yourself, she made you reconciled to God. She did it, out of those 17 “She” you had.
Lucky you for having her.
Lucky You.
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Thanks be to God for letting me have you in this lifetime and of course for the other.
You tried to start again, but doesn't know where to begin. Suddenly someone came into your life, became your everything, became your world, then leaves you behind with no words of goodbye. All you want is to be with her again, to win her back from the unfair world of ours. Poems, lullabies, loves songs, to scream the words that cant be spoken by your heart. You never thought of giving up, because you knew that she is the best you will ever had … Then ...
Then that is the moment you met her …
The moment that you are so broken, the moment that you are in a deep sadness, the moment that you are on the peak of self destruction, is the moment you met her. You thought that she will not be a part of your world, just another stranger passing by in your life.
You're afraid of giving in again. The past sadness destroyed everything you had, but in the end, you just keep on falling in love to random strangers, just like what you always deed.
But this time, it changes you, she changes you. And finally you just want to be married to her, on that moment you met her, finally, face to face, on that coffee shop. You don’t know what to say, just feeling the moment, making it last.
She is indeed sent by the Being above to put you on your feet again, she made you stronger, she made you wisdomful, she brings out the best and everything about you...
You had rebuild yourself, she made you reconciled to God. She did it, out of those 17 “She” you had.
Lucky you for having her.
Lucky You.
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Thanks be to God for letting me have you in this lifetime and of course for the other.
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