Wednesday, January 28, 2015
cold hell
I believe that hell has the most vehement flames because its too cold down there with no one to care, where love never exists... so cold that fire is the only friend with warmth beneath
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Autumn Leaves
Autumn leaves are meant to fall
Whether it is forced by nature
Or it is destined by the future
Green, red and brown means all.
Maybe Cupid had once fallen apart
For sharp are the arrows of a broken heart
Or is he too clever to know the art
Or his heart unhealed so he cursed the lover's mark
For the heart of the angels feel all the pain
But what time heals for humans, to angels remain
And who is more lonely than the thing that never dies
Reach heaven or raise hell, in love I would cry.
Whether it is forced by nature
Or it is destined by the future
Green, red and brown means all.
Maybe Cupid had once fallen apart
For sharp are the arrows of a broken heart
Or is he too clever to know the art
Or his heart unhealed so he cursed the lover's mark
For the heart of the angels feel all the pain
But what time heals for humans, to angels remain
And who is more lonely than the thing that never dies
Reach heaven or raise hell, in love I would cry.
Friday, January 23, 2015
3am Has Secrets
Its 3am and I can't believe that I'm singing this old song in my mind... again... when I thought I wouldn't be able to sing it again...
It goes...
Like an ocean needs the sand or a dirty old shoe that fits.
And if all the world is perfect I would only ever wanna see your Scar.
You know they can have their universe we'll be in the dirt designing stars...
I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it.
And if all the world is smiling I would only ever wanna see your frown.
You know they can sail away in sunsets,
We'll be right here stranded on the ground... just happy to be found.
I am throwing myself at things I don't understand... discover enlightenment holding your hand...
So beautiful...
Just like what I've said before... 3am has the deepest secrets... and the greatest ideas too. I don't know why ideas could simply seeped in my mind at 3am. Anyway, have you ever wonder how people fall in love in mysterious ways... well I do, and I think people are like those wires and those cellphone chargers... no matter how neatly and tidy and organized you store them inside your drawer, when you get them again they are all coiled up with each other like noodles and it will take you time to loose them all. Just like people, when they get to know each other, became closer, soon you'll find their hands holding each other. And it will take time to get those strings unattached. Love is natural
It goes...
Like an ocean needs the sand or a dirty old shoe that fits.
And if all the world is perfect I would only ever wanna see your Scar.
You know they can have their universe we'll be in the dirt designing stars...
I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it.
And if all the world is smiling I would only ever wanna see your frown.
You know they can sail away in sunsets,
We'll be right here stranded on the ground... just happy to be found.
I am throwing myself at things I don't understand... discover enlightenment holding your hand...
So beautiful...
Just like what I've said before... 3am has the deepest secrets... and the greatest ideas too. I don't know why ideas could simply seeped in my mind at 3am. Anyway, have you ever wonder how people fall in love in mysterious ways... well I do, and I think people are like those wires and those cellphone chargers... no matter how neatly and tidy and organized you store them inside your drawer, when you get them again they are all coiled up with each other like noodles and it will take you time to loose them all. Just like people, when they get to know each other, became closer, soon you'll find their hands holding each other. And it will take time to get those strings unattached. Love is natural
Monday, January 19, 2015
just not yet
Autumn leaves are meant to fall...
(I'm still working for this post. Still looking for a story to share, for a lesson to give, for an advice to lend, for a testimony to tell.)
(I'm still working for this post. Still looking for a story to share, for a lesson to give, for an advice to lend, for a testimony to tell.)
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Dark, Deep and Meaningless
Dark, deep, and meaningless - for I never wanted the color white, to me that color means hypocrisy for nothing is clean and no one is pure, so who are you to deceive me with that blinding light that you're trying to project to everyone? White is the absence of color hence white has no light at all. The dark is the sum of all the colors hence, the dark is the light. The ironies of life sometimes makes me think that there's absence in your presence like the silence that is so deep its deafening cause what the mouth dares not to speak is what the heart screams... so load its deafening
Sunday, December 21, 2014
good manners
Being kind to those you don't like is not an act of hypocrisy... its what you call good manners
Friday, December 12, 2014
idea
Real strength is when you are strong enough to break.
"And it doesn't mean love is wrong just because you're feeling low, and it doesn't mean love is gone when you feel like you want to let go...
Well, no one wrote this book of love that you've always known
"And it doesn't mean love is wrong just because you're feeling low, and it doesn't mean love is gone when you feel like you want to let go...
Well, no one wrote this book of love that you've always known
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
the art of falling ❤πππ❤ππ
The art of falling...
Yung bumitaw ka na sa kinakapitan mong sangga, tapos nahuhulog ka na pero hindi ka pa bumabagsak sa lupa...
Yan ang pinakamasarap na pakiramdam...
Kasi mahirap ang kumapit sa sangga, nakakangalay...
Mahirap ang bumagsak kung wala naman sasalo sau, masakit mabagok sa lupa lalo na kung mabato...
Pero yung pakiramdam na nahuhulog ka at nadarama mo ang hangin sa kawalan... yun ang masaya.
Kaya masarap mahulog
Yung bumitaw ka na sa kinakapitan mong sangga, tapos nahuhulog ka na pero hindi ka pa bumabagsak sa lupa...
Yan ang pinakamasarap na pakiramdam...
Kasi mahirap ang kumapit sa sangga, nakakangalay...
Mahirap ang bumagsak kung wala naman sasalo sau, masakit mabagok sa lupa lalo na kung mabato...
Pero yung pakiramdam na nahuhulog ka at nadarama mo ang hangin sa kawalan... yun ang masaya.
Kaya masarap mahulog
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