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.

STROKE

Kape, yosi  at puyat.

Tatlong bagay na hindi ko ata kayang mawala.

Kape, pilit na gumigising sa aking katinuan sa panahong ako’y wala sa aking sarili. Sabi ng iba, sa kape daw nakukuha ang nerbyos!  Sa panahon ngayon lahat ng tao nerbyoso, kinakabahan sa ikot ng gulong ng buhay.  At Kung sa kanilang pagising nasa lugmok na sitwasyon, magkukumahog na makarating sa ibabaw.  Ang sabi ko naman, ang kape ang nagmumulat sa akin ng katinuang isip. Sa kape ko nakita ang tamang sangkap kung paano mag isip ng normal, paano paganahin ang balanse ng puso at isipan, paano paikutin ang mga pagsubok sa buhay at paano lagpasan ang lungkot ng gabi.

Yosi, wala na ata akong makitang lugar na bawal gawin ito.  Meron pa nga pala, sa loob ng opisina, pero huwag ka, nakalimutan nyo na bang may banyo at “FIRE EXIT” kung saan pede maganap ang mga katarantaduhan na ito.  Hmmmm, marahil sa eskwelahan.  Oo nga pala, bawal sa ganun lugar dahil madaming kabataan na pedeng malulong sa ganitong bisyo.  Kaya nga ang mga estudyante ngayon, pagkalabas ng eskwelahan ang unang tuloy sa tindahan at lantad na nagsisigarilyo sa kalsadang dinadaan ng kung sino sino hubad sa realidad na ang yosi ay hindi pang porma.  Ano nga ba?  Sa akin pagkatao kasakasama ko ito sa tuwing naguguluhan ang isipan ko. Pag may sindi akong yosi iisa lang ibig kong ipahiwatig… kailangan kong pag isipan mabuti ang desisyon na aking gagawin. Mahirap iwasan lalo na kung sa araw araw lagi kang nagdedesisyon, kung maari nga lang isalpak lahat ng “STICK” ng yosi ng matapos ang pag iisip bakit hindi. Ngunit, kahit ilang pa ang i-yosi ko minsan sa bandang huli talo pa din ako. Saan nga ba ako pede manalo? Iwasan ko ito at baka tuluyan akong masiraan ng ulo, o magsindi pa rin at tuluyan akong mawala sa mundo.

Puyat, gising hanggang hatinggabi. Minsan iniisip ko, natutulog pa ba ako? Tulog ba tawag dun? ilang oras na gising sa buong araw. Mas mahaba pa nga ang paglalaba kumpara sa pagtulog.  Mas mahaba pa ang tambay sa barkada kesa ang pagtulog. Mas mahaba pa ang pagiisip kung ano ang magaganap ng pagsilip ng araw.  Mas mahaba pa ang pagtitig sa kawalan naghihintay ng himalang manggagaling kaninuman.  Bakit nga ba napupuyat? O sadyang may sarili na rin mundo ang aking mata na kung saan ayaw umidlip.  Wari’y para may sariling tropa na kung saan nagiintay ng tagay.  Lahat na ng paraan ay natikman, maligo, uminom ng gatas, bumilang pabaliktad, pumikit, at maglasing. Ano pa nga ba ang solusyon sa pagdurusa na ito? Ang huwag pa rin pumikit at umaasang paglipas ng ilang araw tuluyan ng igapos ang aking mga mata sa kadiliman ng pangarap.

Heart Failure

 I’ve been loving you too much now.I can’t bear to see you go in the future.  I thought i can make it through, pretending that it’s ok, but in reality i don’t have the strength to let you go.  I hate myself that I cant do anything to make you mine, I hate the time that it was too late for me to do anything and most especially i hate the reality that you can never be mine. 

VITAL

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.
But what is more painful is to love someone and never
find the courage to let that person know how you feel.

A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who
means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was
never meant to be and you just have to let go.

The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a
porch swing with, never say a word, and then walk away
feeling like it was the best conversation you’ve ever had.

It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose
it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been
missing until it arrives.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an
hour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but it
takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth,
even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you
smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day
seem bright.

Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go,
be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and
one chance to do all the things you want to do.

Always put yourself in the other’s shoes. If you feel that it
hurts you, it probably hurts the person too.

A careless word may kindle strife. A cruel word may wreck
a life. A timely word may level stress. But a loving word may
heal and bless.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best
of everything they just make the most of everything that comes
along their way.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with
a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone
around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die,
you’re the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.

CARDIAC

everyday for the past week you consumed my mind.

i can’t sleep, i can’t eat, i can’t think right.

i even find myself staring at something without any reason at all. 

is it because i’ll be missing you?

or is it because i know what we have will end soon? 

you came into my life without warning and it will never be the same again.

knowing your leaving, it breaks my heart… 

sad… knowing you’ll not be at my side.

sad… knowing i can’t hear you laugh.

sad… knowing i can’t feel your touch.

sad… not be seeing you whenever i want to

i will miss you…

i will miss everything about you…

but what will i actually miss is myself being with you..

SWEETEST DOWNFALL

You came to my life like a thief in the night

You broke into my mind and stole my heart

Robbed my soul and ripped me apart.

As quiet as you came, you left with devastating silence

Without notice, without warning, I’m bared. Naked. Weeping.

Now what remains are just memories and pain

Blood-stained, punishing shattered pieces of my dreams.

I closed my eyes and endured,

I let the darkness consume everything in me that is you

And hope tomorrow will erase all there is to.