7th beat

Ghost

I stayed up all night reading my own mind.

i can’t alter what my mind says between what I desire.

You are like a code that I can never decipher.

Like a secret that can’t be revealed.

Mindless as I came to be

The impact was a heartfull of answers.

Like a ghost you came robbing my sanity

Afraid of what you can make out of me

Curious of what you are really made of.

Granted of  your invisibility

Your presence are much stronger.

A nightmare for others

A sweetdreams for me.

I thought I was awake the whole night…

I guess I was dreaming..

Uncertain

Did I scare you last night?

I guess I did

We are back from square one of who we are into our lives.

I’m having trouble controlling the beating of my heart for  you.

I’m a disaster, call me freak or paranoid but thats who I am.

Is it my fault to love you?

Or yours for coming intomy life?

I am happy being with you.

I miss you even if you are with me.

I love you even if you don’t.

6th Beat

Having been committed to love someone

means losing the opportunity of having

others to love you so be sure the person

you’re committed to deserves your love

and worthy of your sacrifices.

Stranger

Looking at you was still the same

Thinking about you will be forever

Funny how love can works to a stranger.

Just a passer by that became a “MARK” into your life.

Does this mean you are someone i have to keep

Or a memory of my past?

I hope it will be the first one

But I know it’s the last.

The sweetest memory so far in my life…

Tired

morning was lovely, fun and exciting…

noon became routine and boring…

night was a fucking disaster …

as fast as the time passed by

and so are you…

please remember than you can never change time 

as like you can never stop it.

whatever you have did you can never undone.

life sucks isn’t it?

Gray Sky

morning was a disaster…

evening is even worst…

does it mean it’s the end?

i’m afraid to ask 

would you care to tell

or should i just be still 

and let the time pass by….

Time

Sorry

always the wrong choice of words that gets me into trouble.. sometimes i wish i know how to shut up!

and also wish that sorry and a smile can ersae it all!

sorry for ruining your night!

4th Beat

True love never surrenders. It might get tired but little rest is enough to love again even better cause true love would never complain, it would always find way to understand pain.

Tattoo

nakakapagod mag isip.

kahit minsan ndi mo isipin sumisiksik pa rin sa utak mo ang mga bagay na dapat hindi mo na isipin.

at sa lahat ng ayaw mo isipin yun pa ang mga bagay na ayaw umalis sa utak mo.

tulad mo!

kahit na anong gawin ko para kang tattoo na naka “marka” sa utak ko. 

hindi kayang burahin ng panahon at ng ano man.

palitan man o takpan man ng kung ano lalabas at lalabas ang “marka’ inutkit mo sa aking isipan.

tama ka! 

magulo diba? pero ndi mo ba naisip kaya magulo marahil ndi ko alam ang kasagutan na maari mo namang sabihin.

hahayaan mo na lang ba na manitiling kang isang katanungang ala-ala sa aking isipan?

marahil yan ang gusto mo para manatiling kang gising sa isipan ko. 

na kahit kelan iisipin ko ang sagot.

sino ka nga ba?

ano ka nga ba?

totoo ka ba?

mahal mo ba ako o ito’y isang laro lamang?

3rd Beat

 Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it is better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together

Purple Heart

Dear you,

Maybe you’re wondering if this is for you or not, but since you are reading it right now then perhaps its for you…

Thank you for all the things you’ve done for me.

Thank you for all the time we spent together.  Those are many of the happiest and sweetest moments of my life.

But I got to ask a favor, stop playing hide and seek with me, im not a toy that you can just play around.  I’m sick and tired being the person who keeps on seeking and thinking.  If you want me away from you I can do that, just tell me.  Tell me honestly… 

I don’t hold grudges to someone I do love instead i keep my respect to that person. 

Moments are the one will forever keep me from smiling and keeping you in my heart.  For you that I will never have or your heart that can neve be mine.

Now I know what’s your purpose into my life… 

You are the one who brings me hope.. that someday everything will be fine..

Thank you for making me smile again…

With all of me,

Purple Heart

2nd Beat

“the only things in this life that you really regret are the risks you didn’t take. and God knows if you see a chance to be happy, you grab it with both hands and to hell with the consequences.” 

First Beat

Heart’s call…

 You Give Me Something lyrics
Songwriters: Morrison, James; White, Francis Eg;

You want to stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep
I was meant to tread the water
Now I’ve gotten in too deep
For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece backs away

‘Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright
This could be nothing
But I’m willing to give it a try
Please give me something
‘Cause someday I might know my heart
Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart

Smile

Mona Lisa Smile, a painting which has become famous world wide is an art work created by Leonardo da Vinci. People have been gazing at Leonardo da Vinci’s Portrait of the Mona Lisa with a sense of bafflement for nearly 500 years. It portrays a real woman of flesh and blood. Her enigmatic smile has seduced millions of art lovers. This painting became famous because of the fact that it looks lively.

Long ago, in the distant past, people had looked at portraits with awe, because they had thought that in preserving the likeness the artist could somehow preserve the soul of the person he portrayed. Now the great scientist, Leonardo, had made some of the dreams and fears of these first image-makers come true. He knew the spell which would infuse life into the colors spread by his magic brush.

By Ravi Kumar Paluri
Published: 7/16/2004

“Some people wear their smile like a disguise. Those people who smile a lot, watch their eyes.  You think everything’s ok, and it is . . . ’till it’s not.”

PERPLEX

Twice you lose to a game, there’s no third time isn’t it? If you fail again for the third time, it only means you’re fucking stupid! Going through the same bullshit… Men, what a fucking idiot!

Facing life like you are dead, pushing through the limits of your sanity, what’s with it, that you can’t see the light? Are you blind not to notice all the signs in front of you? Are you deaf not to hear the warning signals? Do you actually have to go through it all?  They say you have to enjoy life like it will be your last day to live.  I say… I would rather be dead, than being forsaken in this game of life.  I have heard that happiness is superficial, that happiness is only a feeling of the moment you have, thus it will be easily blown by the wind and in just one, just one fucking breath you’ll take, all is taken away. Then you have to start all over again…

While facing the hard truth about life, you still have the courage to take a deep swim in the cold deep ocean of love.  Where you can’t even see where the waves will lead you.  Don’t you feel the pain when the sudden rush of water hits you? Or you’re already numb from the previous crash you’ve been through.  This time, unlike the game of life, you know that you are going to lose no matter what kind of scheme you use.  You’re a chicken shit! Inevitably embracing your fear to be alone and yet you keep on running still afraid to be torn apart.  You make this big wall around you thinking it will keep you safe from harm.  But you, yourself are the one who stupidly climb up the wall and falling over to the other side knowingly no one is there to catch you. Ridiculous!

Now, your mind is working too fast, thinking of ways to get back the life you once have.  Your heart is uncertain for what will you choose. Letting go and be alone or hold on and be in pain.

Life is a gamble like love is unfair.  So what are you willing to risk? Life? Or Love? 

RED UMBRELLA

Inabutan ng tag-ulan at nakisukob sa taong ndi namalayan na may kasamang iba. 

Hatid ay ngiti ngunit basa sa ulan ng basag na katotohanan na pandalian lamang.

Bakit nga ba nakisukob sa taong walang kasiguraduhan?

Punyeta! Yun lang ang naisambit sa sariling naguguluhan!

Kagaguhan ang tawag sa nagaganap na kabaliwan.

Maliit ang payong na dala! Hindi kailanman kasya ang tatlong taong sumusukob sa gitna ng ulan.

Alin ba ang mas mahalaga? 

Ang mabasa ng may kasama o ang mabasa ng tuluyan na nag-iisa? 

Halika’t tingnan natin ang hatid ng ulan sa iyong pagkatao.

Mas masarap maligo sa ulan, aagusin nito ang lahat ng dumi sa iyong katauhan.

Mabasa ka man, hayaan mo lang.  Maari naman iligo ito at tuluyan mapawi ang pag aalinglangaan.

Masakit sa ulo ang hatid ng pagkakabasa.

Saya naman ang dulot ng malamig na buhos ng ulan.

Sa susunod na tag-ulan nawa’y maging isang babala na ang pagsukob ay hindi soslusyon.

Bagkus ang ulan ay panadalian lamang.

PINTIG

Isang tibok na lang ang naguugnay kung saan paroroon ang wakas ng kasalukuyang nagaganap.

Nagbigkas ng mga salitang hindi dapat ipahiwatig na tuluyan nasakatan sa mga narinig.

Patawad.

Ilang araw na bagabag, ilang gabing gising sa pagiisip kung paano didinggin ang pintig ng pusong  nananabik.

Marahil bingi at bulag sa katotohanan na ang lahat ng ito’y isang panaganip lamang.

Umaasa na sa pagising ang pangarap na ito’y magbigay hudyat ng katapusan ng isang mapait na kahapon.

Dala ang hapdi at paghihirap na dulot ng mga salitang binigkas.

Hanggang kailangan titibok ang pusong nagnanasang muling pagbabalik ng  kakaibang pintig.

Pintig ng saya at pagmamahal na magdudulot muli ng matamis na ngiti sa mga labi.