"WAGAS"

Bakit kailangan pang magmakaawa..

sayangin ang luha't walang kapagurang umasa?

 Imulat ang iyong mga mata 

Ang taong wagas ang pagtingin

ay kusang darating.

Instinctive Mind

An old saying goes:

"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

But, how about the way to a woman's heart?

True Love

It is deeper than words.

It can be easily experienced but hardly defined.

You know it when you feel it.

It is indeed the greatest emotion of all.

Destiny

Where do you belong?

Where are you heading?

Are you taking the road less traveled

or the path with curves and hurdles.

Are you happy and contented

or are you lost and worn out?

Don't keep chasing the wrong dreams

Luck cannot be won but hard work will pay off.

Do you know yourself enough

or do you wear a deceiving mask?

If you wish for a life worth living...

be reminded of the footprints in the sand. 

Beginnings may have endings
But life is a journey...
that starts with a single step
until you reach the the goal you most deserved.

Emotions Written by Hand

Pen and paper

on top of your desk.

Thoughts are yet

to surface

and words are

filling up the

blank piece.

Your mind is telling

what your heart contains.

Sadness, joy

gratitude, sorrow

or maybe fear

excitement and thrill.

Every stroke of your hand

conveys your innermost.

It's something much

more meaningful

and romantic.

A letter written by hand.

a treasure to keep...

A memory of sentiments

marked with the ink

of your heart.

Wake Up Call

When our life is being threatened

we need protection and security.

When our home is being invaded

we need stability and unity.

When our health is being jeopardized

we need to recover and rehabilitate.

When our mind is being depleted

we need faith and resurrection.

When our heart is being broken

we need comfort and relief.

Only when we reach our lowest point

that we learn to kneel and cry for help.

Dreams. Pain. Time

i couldn't help but remember him...

his every part.

from head down to his favorite shoes.

i couldn't help but miss him...

everywhere.

from that spot he used to wait

to that chair he used to sit.

i couldn't help but think of him...

over and over.

from the time i wake up

till i close my eyes.

how could i possible discard all memories

if all thing around...

remind me of him?

how could i forget him...

and let go of the feelings

if my heart still couldn't take it?

how could i rescue myself

from drowning in tears

if my eyes never stop weeping?

Blue Isn't Sad At All

Blue is the color of the sea 

reflecting the sky

We see the beauty of day... 

so promising

We see the wonder of the beach... 

so inviting.

The sand is smooth 

yet blazing hot

It welcomes any soul 

to be cuddled and embraced.

There's euphoria and hope

upon looking up

It's brightness constantly glares

The atmosphere is an Arcadia of bliss

We wish it will never fade...

and never disappear.

We are sad when we feel blue 

but not in this case

The color means... 

seeking peace and tranquility

It's nostalgic, persistent and determined.