2011

you're my only hope.

be nice! :))

superficially, deeply.

If she ever have the chance to live again
she wouldn't dare ask your name
for she will burn herself
in her own flame again

she did regret not
All pain in knots
she wont let happen twice
storm in her eyes

she tried to avoid.
not him, his ignorance
for not knowing she was there
every time. til the last chance.


If she ever have the chance to live again
she would be selfish.
for she will be happy for herself.
not for someone else again.

it's better not to know things sometimes.

it is awful.

ONE DAY, you will realize how much i was there for you when I'm gone.


to be continued....

spirit of christmas

that i cannot even feel.

how can you feel EMPTINESS?uughh.. makin' me insane!
i miss my grandfather so much.
i miss my life before when everything's FINANCIALLY fine.


Dear God. Dear Santa. can you consider my wish?
I wish my mom to have enough strength to handle our financial problems especially our bank debts. not only that. my future's at stake. can you please help me? it's just that SHE loves my grandfather so much that's why she had given all to make him survive. but unfortunately, he'd been gone physically for 2 years and all the burden hadn't left. Now, our house is full of legal demands from the banks that makes my mom worry to death. DEPRESSION AND WORRIES are killing us. Please guide us always. Still, we thank you for all the blessings you have given to us. After all, we are still lucky that we have something to eat everyday, wear what we want, books that we can read and study, computer that makes works a lot easier, and a house as our shelter.

Make us Stronger. I know you won't give us problems we cannot handle.

Despite of everything that's happening in my family. We'll try our best to celebrate your Son's birthday. my brother, my friend Jesus Christ. :) 21 days are left.

enough said.


-cyn

goodnight

on sight
street lights
keep me blind. keep me blind

in fright

clasped them too tight

let it fly. let it fly

see me tonight
my knight
before I. before I.


expire.

YOU DON'T KNOW

dying soul
death's door, i crawl
thrown in a scorching flame
not i to blame


fraud actions
obscured lamentations
relinquishment lies beneath
needless a hint


throbbing silence
excruciating, hence
grasp air of serenity
hold anonymity


appear fierce
three enveloped years
never you understand the show
since, you don't know

point of redundancy

behold.
pangs of truth
twinged veins
unceasing.
bleeding rude
out of lines
hear it grinds
poetize
redundance, no surprise
for all i care
abhorrence overbears
reckon similar ideas
loathe that never lasts.

passion slash fashion

dreamer.
aspiring painter.
world's against her
far away
the brushes she sways
a face, her canvas
beauty at a glance
rainbow in the wild sky
transmogrified.
her eyes.

busy bee.

for 2 days. i hadn't seen any of my page. didn't even try to update my facebook account. been busy taking down notes and memorizing all by heart. gooooooooodddddnessss!

missed verses. i should've make one!

CHRISTMAS is coming.

another cold holiday will pass by. :|

"smile..just smile. it'll be real in due time."

good day! :)

note to self: know your priorities

im about to create a new post. a sensible post. but i thought of the things that i need to do. and the time is really runnin' out. i just wanted to keep this updated. :)

3rd year in college
second semester
3 duty days
3 lecture days
Case presentations
Nursing research



to sum it up. it is HELL baby.

i did good the last sem.
i will kick ass this time.

wish me luck! :)

saturday night boredom

nothin' to say
nothin' to do
evening of saturday
colds me to blue
kill the time
involved no crime
FINE, said I.
call it a night.

not at all.

I, a poet.

i write no love

no ink but blood

scraped words on my palm

staring with a blank face

no strain

of pain.

no dew drops

not even a shame

never touch a soul

of a poet

bet you can’t

you wish you wouldn't

poet's come back.

used verses to burst
first to worst

everything was in the middle of exhaust
yet i paused

i claim to propose a toast
a good come back from being lost

i, who had never changed
still, stranded in rage.

words tested in fire
while wet in the rain.

expect pages of blame
he, who must not be named.