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I have lived a life of sacrifices and pain.
I saw my heart crushed to pieces once, twice, thrice.
I don’t know what purpose will I gain
That love has not treated my heart that nice.
But then there is God who catches my heart
Picked up the pieces of the broken part
Lifted my chin to look up at the horizons
and show the answer to my confusions
Yes, love has battered my soul
But that doesn’t push me to give it up
It even taught me to fill up the hole
To build a bridge and fill the gap
Perfect love drives away fear
Genunine love keeps you near
True love drives away anger
Real Love endures forever.
It is not about how you felt
It is more on why you feel
It is not about what happened to you
It is more on why it happens to two.
It is not about the shame of fall.
It is more on the rise above all.
It is not about what we have not.
It is more on what we have got.
Now I know what lies beneath this confusion
That God has shown me no illusion
Love is a purposive pain
That Jesus showed to show my MAINE
Filed under: song compostions
I
Which is love, which is not
Please tell me coz it means a lot
For this heart don’t know how
To deal with this feeling right now
II
I stumble in the dark
Searchin for a little spark
I am now so confused
I don’t know what I must refuse
I’ll seek for an answer
Even though it’ll cause forever
CHORUS
Oh please, could you tell me
What I must suppose to see
Give me one sign or more
Show what I’m looking for
I’ll wait for that moment
For, this I ask from above
Oh please tell me which is love
III
I don’t know how to tell
If it is love to which I dwell
For I thought that it is
But eventually it’s a miss
IV
What am I suppose to do
So I’ll know whom I’ll pursue
What I must understand
So I can firmly make a stand
I’ll search for an answer
Even though it’ll cost forever
Filed under: Poem
04/18/2004
PATAK NG ULAN SA SITIO BALANGABONG
Isang hiwaga aking natalos
Habong ang langit luha’y umaagos
Buong kagalaka’y naramdaman
Habang titig sa patak ng ulan
Tubig, buo sa iisang patak
Pagdampi sa lupa’y mawawatak
Sa isang patak ay isang lakas
Sa binagsakan ay nanghuhugas
Isang patak bagama’t maliit
Ginhawang dulot libo ang ulit
Pati kalupaa’y lumalambot
Maging puso puno ng sigalot
Isang patak hindi mapapansin
Animo’y isang butyl ng asin
Ngunit mula sa iisang patak
Ulang malakas dagat ang lawak
Akala mo’y walang magagawa
Ang isang patak duming mistula
Ngunit wika nga’y di sa malaki
Umuusbong gawa ng mabuti
Mula sa isang kristal ng tubig
Ang taglay nito’y buhay ang pintig
Hated sa lupa’y saganang yaman
Na dito ay sisibol ang laman
Kapag sa tubig naman ang bagsak
Mababatid na sa iisang patak
Nagmumula lumalaking bilog
Na sa palibot ay sinasabog
Gayundin naman sa Balangabong
Patak ng ulan dapat ang magsulong
Kung nais kamtan ginhawang mithi
Dapat muna’y mula sa sarili
Ang sarili bagama’t iisa
Lakas ay maaaring makahawa
Mag-isa man ay may lakas man din
Sa iba’y maaaring palawigin
Munting tao sa gitna ng lahat
Talento’y di mawari ang sukat
Tigasin man ang puso ng iba
Malay natin, lalambot din pala
Munting tao hindi man halata
Dahil siya’y karaniwan sa madla
Ngunit bagama’t siya’y ordinaryo
Kay niya, lahatang pagbabago
Akala mo walang pakinabang
Sapagka’t siyang nag-iisa lamang?
Ngunit di sukatan ang kalakhan
Upang lumikha ng kaibahan
Ang bawat isa ay mahalaga
Bawat isa’y apoy, nagbabaga
Kung tutuklasin ang tanging alab
Tiyak ang ginhawa ay tatalab
Kahit lumipas man ang maghapon
Kahit ano pa man ang panahon
Ningas ay patuloy pag-alabin
At lalo pa ito’y pagyamanin
Kaya’t Balangabong ito’y dinggin
Patak ng ulan dala’y habilin
Gumising na! harapin ang hamon
Nang di magsisi habang panahon
04/15/2004
MARAMING SALAMAT SA BUKANG LIWAYWAY
Isang pagpapala ang aking nasaksihan
Habang ako’y patungo sa katimugan
Wagas na kasiyahan sa puso’y sumilay
Nang masaksihan ko ang bukang liwayway
Ang kalangitan habang habang nag-aagaw dilim
Ang karagata’y di mawari ang lalim
Ang araw nama’y unti-unting sumusungaw
Pinakikilala ang langit na bughaw
At sa kanyang pagbati sa bagong umaga
Ang hangin nama’y marahan ang buga
Ang dagat naman ay malumanay ang alon
At bulwak ng barko’y kanyang hinihilom
Ang kalupaan unti-unting ngumingiti
Napapawi na gabi ng dalamhati
Kabunduka’y nariyan na’t nagpapasikat
Kaluntiana’y kanyang sinisiwalat
Ang lakas ng araw sa pisngi’y dumadampi
Tila nagsasabi sa iyo ako’y kampi
Nabibigay lakas sa umaga ng pag-asa
Pinasisiya mundong sadlak sa dusa
At habang kami’y lulan sa patutunguhan
Kaba’t takot nahahawi’t napaparam
Handa nang harapin anuman ang pagsubok
Handa nang talusin ang pakikihamok
Ako’y nagagalak at ito’y nasaksihan
Nagbigay ng buhay bago pa man lumisan
Salamat poon sa biyayang ibinigay
Maraming salamat sa bukang liwayway
Filed under: Poem
Stand
Stand as long as there is life
Stand against all the strife
Stand even if you have fears
Stand though there are grief and fears
Stand every time you fall
Stand against the toughest wall
Stand amidst the sharpest thorn
Stand when you are all forlorn
Stand above your agony
Stand against the raging sea
Stand and you will rise
Stand then all will turn out nice
Filed under: Poem
04/29/2001
Confusion
What is the reason behind this uncertainty?
Of the heart that treats you the best way it can
What could be the answer to my agony?
Of which my meek heart can no longer stand
The first eye to eye, you’re just a friend to me
For me it’s just fate that had brought you about
Because your presence was never meant to be
Mere chance is the bridge that kept us close all out
But now I know that it was truly for real
That love is sweeter the second time around
Yesterday, it’s a small thing, now a big deal
And I’m in the ravine of nowhere to bound
And from that dark and cold place of loneliness
You ignite the light that gives me warmth and joy
Never did I had this kind of happiness
Since, before this day, when I’m a little boy
Seeing you in your infatuating smiles
Kept me out from all my troubles and fear
Though you’re far away from me a million miles
Your sweet and inspiring words had kept you near
Now I’m gonna be the prisoner of your charms
Detained in my own heart full of emptiness
But if you would let me hold you in my arms
Then I will know I had chosen the best
I know that someday somehow I’ll find the way
Of what really lies beneath this confusion
And if the stings of love arrives, come what may
As long as what I feel are not illusions
Filed under: introspections
What does it mean to consider others? Sometimes we have the wrong notion of considering other people. Sometimes, we tend to think that to consider others is to think what is best for other people. We often think about what other people may have think or do. We often decide what could have been the best for other people. As a result, we fall at the ”orientation to other people” But following such line of thinking does not consider other people at all.
We tend to overlook the “orientation from other people.” We neglect what could have been other people think best for themselves. We neglect what they would actually think or do. We often decide without knowing what other people think are best for themselves.
Filed under: introspections
God is indeed amazing. He knows the perfect time, the perfect opportunity and the perfect person.
Recently, I just felt burnt out from school stuffs. Lalo pa nung thesis presentation. I felt that is not a presentation for best in thesis but a presentation for best in presentation. Sobrang disappointed ako… I’m not after for best thesis, that’s least among my reasons for presenting. What I really am after is to present the fruit of my hardwork. I just want my audience to understand my work. It’s really a privilege that you could be in front of your classmates and almost all your professors are there presenting your very own study. But the academic activity turned into a chaos not only for me but for other presentors as well. parang haphazard yung presentation namin. sobrang bilis at wala kang maiintindihan.
Anyway, this entry is not really about my frustration from my thesis presentation which I believe I shouldn’t brood on too much and make a big fuss out of it.
I just like to give thanks and honor our God for a wonderful experience yesterday because….
HE IS ALWAYS IN PERFECT TIMING
Yesterday, fresh from the frustrating thesis presentation, I was really down. I didn’t have the urge to do my school stuff. but God sent HIS angel to save me in the verge of despair
HE KNOWS THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY
I was really burnt out. But then yesterday’s “gala” with my friend turned out a bonding moment. And I really enjoy the company of my friend (but I’d rather call her my little big sister) and I got the opportunity to bond with her.
HE KNOWS THE PERFECT PERSON
But most of all. He knows whom to tap and send perfectly for the perfect reason. I was so relieved of my burnt out. Maple (my ever kulit and kalog little big sister) treated me in Alabang Town Center. It was fun!!! No it’s not just fun… it’s supercalifragilisticexpialidotious. I’m just so happy that she’s there. I just realized that this year, everytime I feel sad she’s always there to comfort though oftentimes she really don’t know that I’m sad at that moment. There was once this incident when one day I just felt disappointed because I’m disappointed with my Anthro 111 exam, I failed by a single point. I didn’t want to work after that and I have to deal with my thesis at that time but Maple called up, as usual in her very kulit way of talking almost taking my wits out me. She is full of stories and her stories just take my imagination as if I’m reading a novel or a great story. But that moment definitely took me out from the ravine of despair I’m into. She didn’t know it but I was relieved.
Yesterday was just like the same moment that happened before, a dejavu. But it’s quite different. I was not just able to talk to her, but she even accompanied me.
I was just reminded how great God is for sending her. She’s always in the perfect time. I don’t know if that’s because she’s makulit and she kept on calling at our house. But what I do know is, she’s God-sent. She’s my little big sister and she’ll always be in my heart.
Filed under: introspections
What good is a tear without any shoulder. Long i’ve been seeking a shoulder to cry on but there was none. I want this heart to burst out but to whom? I want this tears to drop on someone but who? Sometimes it’s hard to be a shoulder for others if yourself don’t have a shoulder at all. It’s hard that everything that surrounds you seem not concern with you. Yes there are faces around but there are no shoulders. What I need are shoulders not faces.
Filed under: Poem
It was so hard that my heart would burst
That even my tears can’t quench this thirst
As my soul yearns feeling all alone
Oh! I’m not alone, there’s me and my poem
I searched deep, owning the pain inside
brooding if, I’m just one set aside
Perhaps I’m not, there’s my other half
who shares with me though this day is rough
As I dig the words rooted from pain
I pull out the thorns stuck in the game
the sudden burst just turned into peace
when i found myself scribing this piece
