Isaiah 34:16

Chance can be relied on
 Trying to orchestrate
  Alienate old flames
   Promptings of the soul
    Seems wise to heed
     Preprogrammed too soon
      Escaping the need.

Time will tell
 Fade not away
  Crying is ceased
   Concerting with the promise
    Profound revelations evolving amidst.

97M

Ninety-seven million people

Everyone is a blur

With ninety-seven million people

Chances of us ever meeting

Leave it to impossible likelihood.

But take away the 96,999,998

We are not groping in the dark

Take away the 96,999,998

Wouldn't take a rocket scientist

To know

And accept

And understand

That providence

And destiny

And perfect timing

Is working in harmony.

Because ninety-seven million people

Can leave us both paralyzed

And resigned 

And content

Left alone to tend to ourselves

And that could be disastrous.

With ninety-seven million people

There could be 

A lot of possibilities

But none is more tragic

Than when 96,999,998 people

Could hinder us

To come across

And be together.

ride

invite your friends to ride
this wind
feel it touch your face
and drive
through the darkest of the streets
as you see
your lights sliced through it.

happy thoughts drift
free floating
your anger lifts itself
as you laugh
the jokes thrown at you
you don't mind
as you step on the gas.

summer is gone
and you are all alone
the chill is taking place
you feel it in your face
everyone has left
you just sat there by yourself
you hadn't realized
that you're the one who could decide..

Minsan

Dedicated to my friends  (JACM) .. Wherever you may be.

My Cream Puff

When will I see you again, my Cream Puff?

It's been weeks since I first - and last - saw you.

But never the less, I can still remember your face, 
the way you move your hands when you want to make a point, 
the sound of your chuckle,
and that infectious smile on your lips.

Can i say that I'm missing you?

Missing even the sound of your voice,
that I just have to download your song.

Missing even that smile of yours,
even though I have memorized it
and engraved it at the back of my mind.

Fly Away

The Sky Is Falling 
On A Rainy Night
And I'm Aware 
That You're Out Of Sight
I Never Knew
What Got Me Here
Can't Understand 
What It Is I Feel
Everything's Going On Around
I Know I'm Flying
When I Hit The Ground
Can't Seem To Grasp
Can't Seem To Hold
Onto You And Your Thoughts
You Let Me Fly Away
Away From You, From Me, From All
The Sky Is Burning
On A Summer Night
It's Been So Long
Since We Had A Fight
I Never Knew
This Could Linger On
You Left Me Crying
So I'll Sing A Song
Everything Happens All Around
I'm Even Running
Going 'Round And 'Round
Can't Seem To Think
Can't Figure Out
What To Do So You Won't
Let Me Fly Away
Away From You, From Me, From All

Irony

I am such a cynic - and to think that i wanted to practice philanthropy!

Music-trip

Listening to easy music of Bebel Gilberto. Sooo soothing.

Bougainvillea

It's that time of the season were Bougainvilleas are in bloom again, 
though i must admit i hadn't lifted a 
finger - or a water sprinkler- to be responsible for the proliferating bloom and welcoming eye-candy color it presents in our 'so-called' garden. 

And i guess summer time is here, for in the past two weeks, my underarm has been profusely sweating whenever i go outside (remind me to use an anti-perspirant deodorant).  So it might be safe to say that the sun's rays that oh so subtly damage my aging (and I DO MEAN AGING) skin is bringing out all these popping-every-second blossoms on our Bougainvilleas, 

which, i should add, perplex me to 

whine and blame the sun for my 

uncalled-for wrinkles.

If you are the type of person

 that is easily pleased

freckles peeking out

and can effortlessly smile 

and appreciate the beauty 

that God is painting in every second

 in every surrounding 

of your everyday life,

keqs, camera conscious

then you can smile with me in this pleasant, though hot and humid, afternoon that i decided to trim the Bougainvilleas.

severed ties

is it wrong to severe all ties to your childhood friends?
i know that it is partly my fault that our present situation is as it is.
somehow it doesn't feel right for me to continue with this charade,
and think that everything will be alright.
that everything's going to be fine.
that everything's going to get back to what it once had been.
whenever i see them or talk to them, 
the hurts and pains just come flooding back
and the memory of my past mistake drowning me.
i think detaching from them would be for the best,
so that everyone can move on and live their lives.
so that i can move on and heal myself.

have you seen me?

i always wonder what it would be like if i see him again.
i always wonder what would i do or how would i act if he's right there in front of me.
and i always thought that i would smile at him, wave or just plain look at him.
but today i found myself not doing anything.
not even close to what i imagined.
when i saw him, i panicked, i looked away and even turned my back on him.
and now i'm asking myself why am i regretting it?
because maybe deep inside of me i wanted to smile at him, or wave at him or just look at him and memorize the face that i was once so caught up with.
now i'm even wishing to have another chance to see him again.
and perhaps when that time comes, i'll be brave enough to do even just one of the things that i wanted to do.
or perhaps even do all of it at once.
there is only one thing that i wanted to know right now.
have you seen me?

pity me

i'm sorry for what all these is costing you.
 you must be dragged down along with her misery. i feel sorry for you. 
you must have the heaviest burden to bear of the three of us. 
but right now i want you to know that don't worry about me, i can take care of myself.
 i pray that she'll recover and get over it fast so that you wouldn't be weighted down for as long as you should. 
and i pray that she should have the insight as to what she should be doing to you and for you rather than think that she's the only victim.

time

it would take some time to forget about you.

it would take some time to unlearn what i feel about you.

it would take some time not to think about you

or wish that you are doing the same.

it would take some time,

but i guess that is all i really need.

i'm not a completely awful or bad person.

i'm just not perfect.

i know it's wrong to keep feelings for you,

but i know i will outgrow it,

i'll get over it,

i'll move on.