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 Jul 2015 Havran
GfS
Untitled XII
 Jul 2015 Havran
GfS
Maybe, if I held my breath long enough
things would be better
from how they are today

Sadly, that's not how it works
at this plane of existence
Because things won't always go your way

Sometimes, the world will trick you
into believing that death would be kinder
but the universe will show you greater things
If you stick around until the true end

Better things will come.
Don't expect it
but know it will
Try to stay positive
 Jul 2015 Havran
GfS
I went out for a jog on a Wednesday night
I thought of taking my mind of some things
and... that's what I did
I jogged like Forrest Gump's lazier half brother
because, I simply can't run because of asthma

After a few rounds around the university,
I decided to go home with a quick trip to the convenience store for dinner
I had the usual.. a rice meal, and two cans of milk

I walked home, taking home a can cause
I cannot stand the stench of the store's second floor anymore
That's when I saw a particular beggar on the street

It was a old woman, probably on her 70s
She had lesions on her legs, so she couldn't walk...
She looked up to the sky like somehow, maybe today she'd breathe her last
I mustered whatever kindness I had in me, and with whatever I had left..
I gave her Php. 8.00 and can of milk

She had this lit up look with her eyes and with utmost fervor, she said "Salamat po" ("Thank you")

Days. Weeks. Months passed by since I've seen that lady again... and at some point that moment seemed like history to me...

Today, I've went out for a jog to take my mind off things.
and what luck did I have.. I did not have enough for my usual..

I decided to go home and with a heavy heart.. Tired and full of stressed out muscles..
On the street, a young girl with a plastic bag approached me.
She was apprehensive; shy even. She gave me the plastic bag and ran off...

And with what surprise I had when I opened the bag... You know what it had?

A rice meal and two cans of milk
It's nice to have witnessed that so called "ripple of kindness" :)
Poets were created
       to emulate grandeur,
            whilst suffering the blues
 Jul 2015 Havran
Chris
~

Pillow talk whispers,
a good morning kiss
Coffee for two
on a day such a this

Watching the sun
glowing soft in your eyes
Waking the dawn
with the bluest of skies

Hearing the birds
as they sing in the trees
Rose petal fragrance
afloat on the breeze

Butterflies flutter
so free on the air
Flower to flower
with nary a care

Gazing at you
and that beautiful smile
Feeling your love
as we sit here a while

Living each day
as if it were brand new
Because they are
*when I start them with you
Good morning beautiful
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