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I am nobody
For my existence doesn't matter,
Does it?

I am a rebel
I chose to neglect Your thoughts
But I was never in a cellar.

I am a sinner, aint a saint
Red, the color of my soul
Red, the color of resurrection.

I am unashamed
I used to hide in dark curtains
Twirling every tip,
Losing sight towards the Light.

My name, I forget
For now, **I am Sorry.

it's nights like this, when we tangle
together like weeds in a seabed of lust
i beg for once, your eyes instead
of your mouth, would confess
how you felt for me.
your lips grow like ivy along the grey
mortar of my spine, your fingers write how
much they don't love me all over my body
and tiny birds take flight from my breath
to be together, is to be apart
when i am with you every word is a mistake,
we press our lips together
harder than we want to press
them against each others mouths
i keep tripping over apologies
and you just want someone who
is steady on their feet
i once knew a boy who told me
he wasn't an artist, but painted
the shores on my cheeks
when he spoke, even the trees leaned
in to hear his beautiful lies

Friendship is like a diamond there
are flaws but if polished right it shines.

But then there are those that are glass,
and when dropped they shatter never to rebuilt.

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Nasisilaw ang puso
Sa tangan **** Liwanag
Nayayanig ang diwa't damdamin
Lagpas-Langit ang pasasalamat.

Puno ng hiwaga
Ang pag-ibig **** alay
Hindi matutumbasan
Ang kalinga **** grasya.

Buhay Mo'y isinuko sa Krus
Salita Mo'y bukam-bibig ng kaluluwa.

Ako'y sakupin Mo, ang buong pagkatao
Ako'y kalingain Mo ng kadakilaan Mo
Ako'y alalayan Mo, Yakap Mo ang sasalo
Ako'y baguhin Mo, palitan Mo ng bago.

Sa kahit anong pagkakamali,
Sa kahit anong pintig ng sandali
Ikaw ang Gabay na Siyang magwawagi!

Daplis ng ulan o bagyong nagkukunwari
Hahawiin **** lahat, buhos ang Sarili
Sabi Mo'y talikuran ko na ang dati.

Madilim ang landas, siyang hindi patas
Mantsyang nagdaan, sa bago'y kaltas
Walang tugon, mundong nagmamataas
Tanging Ikaw, daang Mataas.

Hindi madali ang pagbabago
Puso ba'y sa Kanya'y sambit ay "oo"
Si Hesus lamang, sagot sa delubyo
Kalma lang kaibigam wag paaapekto!

Swiftly the lungs expand,
filled
         with
                 air
                     of resistance.
Stand ready to succeed!
A death sentence
is
   a
     guess.
It
is
    an
        estimation.
God alone knows truth.
It is His will that decides.
Some days are better
                      than others.
Like an adventure
where
          we
              never
                       know
the end results.
Regardless of the day,
it
   is
     the
          only
                one
                      to
                         have.
Jesus taught us to
live for today,
to
   leave
          yesterday
                      behind.
To ignore
             the
                 worries
                      of tomorrow.
Each day has its own concerns.
Enough to occupy the thoughts.
I will
       stay
            focused
                        on the
                                 gifts
                                      of today.
Thank you Lord,
                       for the gift of life.
And
      if
        this
              is
                 my
                      last
                           day,
so be it. I end with the
                                     peace
                                             to be
                                                found
only in the comfort of God's love.

Better than a speech of a thousand vain words is
one thoughtful word which brings peace to the mind.
Better than a poem of a thousand vain verses is
one thoughtful line which brings peace to the mind.
Better than a hundred poems of vain stanzas is one
word of the dharma that brings peace to the mind.

Attuned.

Those whose thoughts have not sprung
from the cadence of waves
will never know songs that were ancient
when all the now agéd were young.

Those whose respect the vast ocean
accepts speak its tongue, sense
vagaries known only to weathered
faces turned to catch tidal motion.

Those whose minds are ocean-attuned,
gather storm-ebb's precocious
mood as ****'s mineral wealth floats
in with extras like fresh crab food.

Those whose living has grown safer
with knowing sea-swell pictures
wave behaviour hear vague whispers
of sound-change in rising breakers.

Those who receive news of bad gales
before skies turn black have read
wisdom's past signs and hear sea-bed
rhythms not heard by strangers.

We drive each other crazy,
We drive each other mad,
But when we spend a night apart,
We both get really sad.
As hectic as it gets,
as crazy as it seems.
when all our stuff is smashed to bits and it really gets  extreme.
All I have to do,
to lift you from your mood,
is let you squeeze a pimple or two,
and bring you lots of food.