The Poetry of My Life through My Writings and Journeys
Wedding bells
will soon be ringing
Prenuptial papers
you hope he will be signing
But when he said
that love knows no limit
The winds of love
is slowly changing
In dictionaries
now you are searching
Love
and all its hidden meanings.
Daily Prompt: Blur
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The palette and
the brush
can never paint
the secret fountain
The wisdom
to comprehend
the flowing emotions
as high as a mountain
What you see
is what you get
but you can
never be certain
Once you meet
the abstract people
when you start
looking at the mirror
Abstract people. Have you met them? Do you recognize them? Do they ever bother you? Do you understand them?
Understanding them is like viewing a painting. Your interpretation is limited to your understanding. Your understanding is limited to your truth.
Looking at the painting, how could you refute the visible signs of the brush if you’re only seeing the canvas? And how can you accept the beauty of its diverse colors if you hate to walk in shades of gray and live your life only in black and white?
And what is your truth? Is the sun your truth or the moon on a dark night? Is it the rainbow after the storm or the pot of gold after the rainbow? Is your truth your refuge when life is a curse or it becomes your oath when life is a gift?
Abstract people. Most of the time, you don’t understand them. Sometimes, you are one of them.
Daily Prompt: Recognize
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I count the syllables
to create a haiku
I created a rhyme
to write a poetry
I write my thoughts
so you’ll remember me
You remember my words,
but not my story
You touch
but never hold my hand
You sing
but never invited me to dance
Because you say
i knew you knew
who i am
How could it be
if you never understand
my story?
Daily Prompt: Interior
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Summer singing
Its lovely goodbye
still you say
don’t leave me sunshine.
Leaves are falling
turning golden,
still you think
you are beholden
To memories
of summertime
like chasing
elusive butterflies
but when winter
showcase its
magical
snowflakes
you dream
of bonfire
scented
autumn
for you
rather kiss
the breeze
of yesterday
than embrace
the beauty
of tomorrow’s
blossoms.
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“Hello,
do you remember me?
I’m back in town.”
You hear it
on your mind
while you see
the sunset
outside the window.
The love
you never tried
The fears
that live inside
“Hey i’m back in town,
you still remember me?”
The what ifs
and could have been
The blooms
you could have seen
“Hey i’m back in town,
you still remember me?”
Your dreams
that dare to speak
when you betray
your heart
because of fear.
You close
the door now
but you remember it
all the time.
Daily Prompt: Scorched
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Friend
Lover
Admirer
Martyr
Enemy
Stalker
When flames of love engulfed me
I am all of them.
Daily Prompt: Flames
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My friend ask me if i’ll be joining a halloween party. She says “I’ll be little red riding hood, what’s your costume?”
Scary thoughts suddenly creep. Do i really need to wear a costume? Am i not wearing this halloween mask all these years?
– Those moments i smile when deep inside i’m crying
– Those times i pretend i’m brave enough when my soul is scared
So numerous moments when i pretend to be someone i’m not. And no one notices because everyone is wearing their own masks.
And when the masquerade ball is inviting me to join and dance in its party, i welcome it unwittingly. And after leaving the masquerade ball, i’m no longer cautious if the mask will fall.
No matter how much one hold on to something, soon the mask will be falling. And sometimes when you look at the mirror, you don’t see the mask. You see what’s inside you. But still you question in horror why a different face welcomes you every morning when you knew all along you’re alone after the party.
Still you dust if off and learn to move on. Looking forward to the next masquerade ball.
Daily Prompt: Transformation
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“When you can’t verbalize your emotions,
just do it with your fingers.”
– Joel F.
Finger lickin’ good and it’s not even a food. Peruvian arts and crafts that would make your fingers look good.
The Finger Puppets in assorted colors and designs at such a reasonable price caught my attention. I bought more than a dozen and all gone for my friends. Such a great souvenir for people with kids.
These Finger Puppets are great in helping kids build their social skills. Also a great tool in expressing emotions. I’m not a kid but sometimes i’m so childish i need this thing.
When i can’t express my emotions, how i wish i got these finger puppets so i can just speak and speak and play like a kid. And if i fumble, everyone easily forgives because i’m just a kid.
How i miss those childhood days when playing with my fingers is always okay. 🙂
Daily Prompt: Tiny
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It’s been a year since i last blow my birthday candle and how time flies. The candle of hope for a bright tomorrow lighting up my birthday wishes.
I just celebrated my birthday two days ago. Yes, i’m a year older and wiser yet i have the same birthday prayers and wishes as always.
I wish that my family will be bless all year through with good health. I wish that my parents live long enough to see their great grandchildren. I wish that my brother and my sister in law to be always in good shape so they can hug their grandchildren. I wish that my nephews and niece to be always safe and healthy so they can live a full life and achieve their dreams. And of course i wish to live happily ever after. 😉
I don’t know why, but through the years it seems like a personal tradition to slice my birthday cake and blow the candles.
I don’t really need to blow the candle this time. All i need is to close my eyes and feel the light, be grateful for the treasures that i have, a great loving family i am so blessed to be with.
And when my birthday celebration has died down and everyone is done with their birthday greetings. I look at the leftover of my birthday cake with the missing candle, this time wishing something else not just for myself.
I wish that the missing candle will always serve as light. Light when the world feel a certain darkness.
I have never imagine that i would be wishing something for the world on my birthday. My birthday wishes are always for myself and my family. But this time as i look at the world around me, my country and what’s happening beyond it, i wish for that two words that seem memorable only to beauty pageant patties…… world peace.
Yes, i wish for world peace. And i truly mean it.
Not only the kind of peace without gunfires and battles. But also the inner peace that comes within everyone. To be more kind and be more accepting of other people’s shortcomings and mistakes.
To win the battle against racism and bigotry. To be more open minded towards other people’s differences and culture. To be more understanding of other people’s religious beliefs. To be the candle that lights a dark path and show that even when the candle’s light was blown off, the splintered remaining wax will serve as a reminder that nothing in life was ever lost or wasted if it serves its purpose.
I know blowing the birthday candles doesn’t mean all dreams will be fulfilled, all wishes will come true.
Life isn’t a fairy tale. There’s more to life than my birthday wishes. And yes, sometimes wishes still ensnare me.
Daily Prompt: Candle
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