Love Pensieve

When I've got nothing to do or whenever I feel sentimental, I grab my phone , open the notes application and jot down my thoughts... soon enough, I came to realize that I've already created more than a dozen quotes about love...

Love is an alchemist that transforms ordinary things into something precious.

Conquering the threat of zemblanity, love moves forth nevertheless knowing that serendipity patiently waits at the end.

Infatuation is not love, but a temporary state that feeds our emptiness with mere velleity and sweet nothings. Unlike love, it doesn't nurture; hence, it seizes to grow.

Love appreciates simple things. It doesn't demand for something more.

Love is never haunted nor thwarted by the past. it merely reflects on the lessons of yesterday so as not to commit the same mistakes in the future.

Ten thousand people may break your heart, but only you can hold yourself back from loving again.

To convince yourself not to be in love just makes you more vulnerable. The hunger grows stronger when love is repressed.

What is to fear about love? No one fears love per se; what they fear is getting hurt. And as long as they can't overcome that fear, they can never be in love.

Doubts that cloud our minds transform into fear the moment they travel into our hearts. If our hearts are filled with fear, then there is no space for love. Hence, we could only be truly in love the moment we let go of our doubts.

What is "I Love You." compared to "I'm In Love With You."?

Love at its purest form may be altruistic, but it still has a sense of self.

Love may be a noun, but it's much better as a verb.

The person that you can't get off your mind is the same person that your heart wants to be with.

My Birthday Contemplations

1. Cherish the company of every people I meet.

2. Rejoice every time I make an accomplishment... some may seem minute and simple, but they are still accomplishments.

3. Embrace past mistakes not as failures but lessons to be learned.

4. To enjoy life, I need to celebrate living.

5. In making decisions, I really don't have to worry about what other people may think or say, but I should definitely care about what they may feel.

6. Smile... and mean it.

7. I am and will always be loved.

8. Every shortcoming surpassed is a milestone to be proud of.

9. People may come and go but as long as you made a difference in their lives, you will always be remembered.

Today, not only did I become a year older, but I also became a few pounds heavier... . But nevertheless, I'm happy because I know I'm blessed with a set of loving family and friends. And whatever wisdom I gained throughout these years, it's all because of them.

What You Have To Know

Some opportunities

will only come once…

Unfortunately,

you have wasted your chance.

Sad to say,

I’ve already taught myself

how to unlove you;

hence, the reason

why I left.

I used to think of you

every single day

But you made me feel

like I was a speck of dust

that can be ignored

in your life.

With this,

I say goodbye

please let me go.

I can no longer stay:

that you have to know.

If you have really loved me

just like what you’re saying now.

I’m afraid it’s too late

I’m over you… somehow.

Sad Ending Version of my Response to the Composition of my Friend Christer entitled Stay

Stay

Sitting here all alone
i dont know what to do
i just want you to know
that i need you so

every night and day ( evry night and day )
im always thinking of you
i dont know what to say
i think i love you...

chorus

baby, let me hear you say...
let me know ull stay
right here beside me...

baby, let me hold you're hand
i hope you'll understand
ill swear my love for you, will always be true...

and as time passes by..
i dont know why ( dont know why..)
you wanna say goodbye...( u wanna say goodbye)
and i just wanna die

chorus

baby, let me hear you say...
let me know ull stay
right here beside me...

baby, let me hold you're hand
i hope you'll understand
ill swear my love for you, will always be true...

http://endangeredbeing.multiply.com/journal/item/1/stay_by_christer_cruz

Secret Wish

I left because I felt

that you wanted me to.

I walked away that door

thinking only of you.

God knows how much pain

I had to underwent.

Halfheartedly, I dragged

every single step.

I decided to leave

so as to give you space.

I kept my distance;

A wall, I made.

Though being stoic

was my usual pretense,

In silence, I wept

and longed for your presence.

If you want me back

just tell me so;

Cause the very moment I left,

I secretly wished

that you didn’t let me go.

The Response

One day, Antz composed a very moving sad poem...

Is It Me?

i wish i could take it all away
the things that are causing you pain
if it turns out to be me
i'll walk away with a crushed heart
but with a smile on my face
knowing you'll be happy
even without me

After reading his poem, I promised myself that I will compose another poem as a response to his poetry... ciempre medyo sad rin.

Maybe it’s not you,

but actually me.

Maybe it’s the other way around:

I have caused you misery.

Forgive me for making you feel

that you have broken my heart.

I'm sorry for not letting you know

that you have done your part.

My life will go on

just like how a river flows.

With or without you:

that, we never know.

If this is goodbye,

then I bid you farewell.

Today is tomorrow’s past…

it's useless to dwell.

I'm Grateful

I’m grateful that time

has healed the wounds.

I’m grateful that my questions

have discovered the truth.

I’m grateful that life

has made me mature

prior to revealing

what may have caused my doom.

Life has its reasons

that are yet to be known.

In time they’ll be answered:

to me, they’ll be shown.

People may have left,

but footprints remain.

Strength has taught me

not to follow their trail.

Each path that we take

has no certainty.

I’m grateful that by now

I learned to just let it be.

In My Hands

I could no longer change my past:

what has been done

has been done.

But this doesn’t mean

that my present is doomed

for I’m the author of my future...

my happy ending

lies in my hands.

Derrière les Nuages

Hier m'hante aujourd'hui

avec les mémoires d'orage-

la pluie verse comme les déchirures du ciel

le tonnerre gémit avec le désespoir...

Mais, les rayons de soleil me donnent toujours espère

cela demain amène une promesse:

un arc avec plein de couleurs

Behind The Clouds

Yesterday haunts me today

with memories of a storm-

the rain pours like tears from the sky

the thunder moans with despair.

And yet, rays of the sun

still give me hope

that tomorrow brings a promise:

an arch filled with colors.

First attempt to compose a poem in French... it's a bit short, cause it's freakin' hard. Although I have a french-english dictionary with me, translation lang un e... I was on my own in making sure that the sentence construction is correct...

I also translated it in English... but I didn't have enough patience to translate it pa in Filipino. Hahahaha

Stolen Confessions

It’s hard to unlock the gates of heaven
if the key has been given
and can no longer be shared.
From the outside, one looks in.
to marvel the paradise behind the walls.
And alas, as one succumbs to take a gaze, .
the stronger the urge.
to intrude and thieve.

Paranoia

On the day of darkness, it has begun
the haunt of the ghost from yesteryears.
Recently buried, the soul arises
and wakes up the memories that has been killed.
Infant, like a phoenix
it has been reborn:
nestled in the ashes
of its decaying bones...
Yet in blur, a glimpse of light:
translucent amidst
the strands of vine.

The Shadow Cast

Puppets without strings:
on the ground, they always stay
with blind obedience.