MISSING YOU

MISSING YOU

When clock ticks at nine

I get soooo much excited

Coz I know it’s the time

When I will see you again..... <3 comment-3--="">

When I hear footsteps on the floor

I get soooo much thrilled

That my heart starts to pump

And blood begins to flow again..... <3 comment-3--="">

As you enter into our room

I will pretend to be sleeping

You will approach and kiss me on my cheeks

And I will start to smile again….. <3 comment-3--="">

When we eat together at night

I share so many stories

Of dreams, hopes, and fantasies

And I feel so happy to be with you again….. <3 comment-3--="">

Now, things had changed

And I feel so blue

I don’t feel being loved anymore

I want you….. <3 comment-3--="">

You’re as cold as ice

And as hard as stone

You don’t hug me anymore

I long for you….. <3 comment-3--="">

When I talk, you don’t listen

You’re always busy with something else

I’m losing my sanity

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It is as if you don’t care

And that I’m not making any sense

I feel dumped and used

And I thank you….. <3 comment-3--="">

‘Coz you made me realize one thing

That I should learn to live on my own

Without being too attached to you

I hate you….. <3 comment-3--="">

Thinking of what we’ve shared

Since we made our first vow

Makes my heart aches for loneliness

I miss you..... <3 comment-3--="">

As I end this letter

Let me think of the happy times

I know this feeling of emptiness will pass

And I’ll forgive you..... <3 comment-3--="">

  

It’s easy to forgive

It’s easy to forget

‘Coz I love you

And I always will…… <3 comment-3--="">

Our little Christmas tree

We had a little green tree that is 3 feet high

Had some tiny red balls and ribbons neatly tied

Plus some lights that blink like starlight

And a bunch of snowflakes to add a life

We put them together to build a Christmas tree

That symbolizes how merry the world can be

Wherever you are, you know you should be

Celebrating our beloved Jesus Christ birthday!

A feeling of excitement filled our hearts

As we put all the ribbons, balls and lights

Our tree may be cheap and it lacks of style

                                             But we built it with love to make you smile

It doesn’t matter whether your Christmas tree is big or small

It doesn’t matter whether you're rich or you're poor
What’s important is that you know the reason
Why you are celebrating this Yuletide season!

I Painted Peace

I had a box of colors —
bright, alive and bold
I had a box of colors —
some warm, some very cold.
I didn’t have red for the blood of the wounded
I didn’t have black for the cry of the orphans
I didn’t have white for the face of the dying
I didn’t have yellow for the burning sands.
But, I had orange for the joy of life;
and green for the shoots and nests
and blue for blue skies
and pink for dreams and rest
I sat down and painted peace.

I got so touched with this poem the very first time I read it, that was when I was still a freshman high school student so I am sharing it to my dear readers. The poem was posted to one of our bulletin boards. I thought the author of "I Painted Peace" was anonymous but from one of the bloggers I found out that it was written by young female from Sacred Heart School, Uganda. Thank you for sharing and I hope everyone finds the peace in their hearts.

Maligayang Kaarawan Mahal kong Asawa

A poem dedicated to my husband who is celebrating his birthday today. Luv u bhe. mwah!

Ako ay bumabati ng “Maligayang Kaarawan!”

At nananalangin sa Diyos na may lalang
Na ikaw ay biyayaan ng mubuting kalusugan
At sapitin pa lalo ng mas maraming kaarawan.

Sana sa araw na ito ikaw ay maging maligaya

Sana rin ay makamit mo ang mga bagay na ninanasa

Kami’y mas masayang tunay kapag ikaw ay masaya

Pagkat sa aming lahat, ikaw ay mahalaga.

Ang tangi ko lang hiling sa Diyos sana’y dinggin

Wag sanang magbago ang pagtingin mo sa akin

Sana ang pag-ibig natin ay lalo pang pagtibayin

Ng mga karanasang magkasama nating haharapin.

Kapag dumating ang araw at pumuti na’ng ‘yong buhok

At ang mga balat mo ay lubusang mangulubot

Asahan mong sa ‘ting sumpaan, ako ay di lilimot

At hanggang sa huli’y mamahalin ka ng lubos.

Salamat aking mahal at dumating ka sa buhay ko

Salamat sa lahat ng mga nagawa mo

Maligayang kaarawan yan ang pagbati ko

Minamahal kita nang taos sa puso ko!

Wag Mong Hanapan ng Pamagat

Ni minsan ay di ko pa nasubukang

Maging malaya sa pagsulat ng tula

Laging merong bilang, sukat at tugma

Pero ngayon ay susubukan ko kung paano ang malaya

Kaya walang pamagat ay dahil sinadya.

Gusto ko lang maging totoo sa pagsulat ng damdamin

Gusto ko ring ibahagi ang aking saloobin

Pero ewan ko ba kung ba’t gumagana pa rin

Ang pagtutugma kahit di ko man sadyain.

Wag mong hanapan ng pamagat, kuntento na ko dito

Sabihin mo mang pangit at baduy ang tula ko

Wala lang magawa kaya ito’y sinulat ko

Kahit pa sa ngayon, ako ay tila sira-ulo

Oo na, sige na, parang adik lang ang sumulat

Dahil sa kagandahan ang tulang ito’y salat

Wag ka na lamang magtanong kung ba’t ito ang sinulat

Di ba sabi ko naman “wag mong hanapan ng pamagat”

Hahaha.. adik lang..

Footprints in the Sand

(I just want to share with you this inspirational poem. The first time I've read this was when I was in sixth grade. It was posted in the wall of our classroom in SJES and ever since, I didn't get tired of reading this over and over again. To all of you, have a blessed Sunday!)

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CRY of a LOVER

For every beat of my heart there's pain
That easily put myself in vain,
No matter what they do, it's always killing me,
That's why I decided to walk away...

But for every single stone in the road
That I used to kick one by one,
I always remember the two lovers,
Carrying away the beat of my heart...

I can't stand that moment I saw what lovers do
So I told myself "I'd better go"
Because everytime I see them together,
I get jealous of the love they give for each other...

But when I'm alone in the room listening to the music
And my eyes are closed, I can feel my heartbeat,
While the radio station is playing my favorite,
Emptiness lingers in and I can't think straight...

I tell you I am so hurt, and I can feel the pain
And for every second of the minute, that pain remains,
And for every minute of the hour, I can remember the scene,
And for every hour of the day, my heart stands crying...

Some moments in my life, I'm imagining a situation
That me and my loveone are having an occasion,
And that is the party that will happen so soon,
The wedding of ours in June...

I am so confused, shall I hold on to this feeling?
Or let it be vanished away like the wind?
I don't know what to do, is it worth sacrificing?
But what if this love will make me happy in the end...?

Somehow I think, I shouldn't let my feelings down
'Coz I knew in myself, I am a persistent one,
So no matter what happens, I will never turn around,
I'll face everything bravely for my very special someone...

I will leave this poem undone, 'coz I knew it's not the end
That the remaining days in my life are not full of pain,
Who can tell maybe tomorrow, another life will begin,
And when it comes, we will have a happy ending.

Formula of Love in Physics

 (Ms jenny, our Physics adviser in MFI asked us to write a poem which includes Physics terms in the  body. Here's the result of my work - January 9, 2002 6:45 PM)

Love is like a PULLEY
It can take you up and down
It gives POWER while you WORK
and ENERGY from time to time

When love is not in EQUILIBRIUM
Due to unequal FORCE applied
A higher DEGREE of TENSION
In just a moment will break your heart.

So there must be right FORMULA
For the love to succeed
Like the substance to be boiled
There must be specific HEAT.

'Coz I've seen so many lovers
Who had their final break-up,
The girl's TEMPERATURE had risen
Because the guy's SPEED was so FAST.


Checked this books.

Charing!

(No wonder, teenagers have wild imaginations. I was once a teenager, too. And as a result of my wild imagination I came up with this poem. This was written last May 06, 2001 12:20 PM when I was still a 2nd year high school student)

Hindi ko ipagdadamot to tell you this funny story
It’s been two years ago but malinaw sa memory
I remembered its February nang makilala ko si Pogi
Matangkad, kayumanggi, pamatay pa ang ngiti.


Kapapasok ko pa lang don maybe ten minutes after
Nang ako’y mapalingon 'coz langitngit akong na-hear
Sabay pasok naman, very poging teenager

Luminga sa paligid, then umupo sa isang chair.

Ang heart ko talon agad, nakakita lang ng gwapo

Love at first sight na yata, kinikilig tuloy ako
I was puzzled bakit tila, sana’y don ang taong ito
Magpapakulay kaya o pagupit na tulad ko.


Pumasok isang bakla, lapit agad don sa pogi
“Oy mare, Charing ha!”  puna sa ayos nito sabay ngiti
“Takot ka bang magladlad?” tanong nitong napangiwi
“Hindi naman kaylangan lang”, kumekembot nitong sabi.


While they're chatting about ‘Papas’ ako nama'y napatanga
“Anak ng tokwa”, sabi ko, aba’t bumigay na.
Then secretly sa 'king sarili, ako’y tawang-tawa

Minsan na nga lang mainlove, ay sa isang bading pala!