Every ending has a beginning,
it is when you choose
to teach what you have learned,
to accept what you have lost,
to smile from what you have cried
and to realize
that life is still beautiful
even if you have been hurt
by someone else...

So, never doubt to say:
"Thank you for the broken heart"

There is a castle
on my mind,
thoughts
are unexplained,
mysteries
deep within;

but whenever
I write,
leads confusion
to imprint;
a poet's pen
evokes concealed
feelings.

I'm not afraid
of dying,
but of living,
yes, living,
it scares me.

Of losing someone,
of everything,
of living
in nothingness,
and in pain.

It scares me
to know,
that life isn't fair,
of people's judgment,
where is freedom?

You live in the world
of broken dreams,
of broken vows,
and of broken wings.

I'm not afraid
of dying,
but of living,
of losing someone
you love.

Since I found you, my life seems too bright
My friend indeed when times I can't smile;
I reckon every paramount moment with you
And I thank God I have a friend    
     to everywhere I tried to go...

I missed every touch of your hand when you're away,
For you're the only one who understands me, anyway;
You're also the one whom I can share my problems
And I don't mind what people might say,      
     I just keep all those vain things in silence...


That was before, but now...


I thought you were just a friend,    
     a bestfriend to me
But why I feel something different    
     everytime you are near?
Is it love? Or just nothing, I guess?
Yet why my days are incomplete    
     without you around in my place?


I'm drowning in every confusion you have given,
"Is it love?" A question I can't answer,    
     or am I just pretending?
But I hope you won't be gone anytime, anywhere
For I don't want to shed even a single tear    
     because it is too late...


I was a wanderer for FRIENDSHIP,
But now I'm wandering for LOVE
And I don't want to lose this feeling anymore:
For I don't want a million folds    
     to go back being sad...

Lost in the woods,
I was lost before:
but I already escaped,
now, I'm already free;
riding on my steed
to go back home,
it takes an hour
to feel complete again,
but these winding roads
took me quite certain;
lost in the woods,
I am lost again,
a place for wilderness,
a place for nothingness:
finding my way out
my steed is dead,
loneliness covered my heart
now, walking so alone
wait for me. someday
I'll be coming home.

Too much love is ignorance.
It may **** your eyes with tears
once your heart will be shattered,
and you will forget other people
that are willing to love you the most.

Too much love is ignorance.
You may misconstrue the ways of love
for oftentimes, you will be voiceless
once you cage yourself into your lover’s den.
Love has its own voice and it speaks for itself.

Too much love is ignorance.
It may be you have just been blinded
and could no longer determine the fact.
Ignorant in a way that you cannot love
any certain person more than God.

The smile of the sunset appears to be my only way
To a moonlit love sheltered by your warm embrace,
I could not promise much, but if just you believe in us
There would be peerless fireworks written in our eyes.

Every breath I breathe is for the life I make for you,
And my endeavour is labelled by your lovely egos;
I could not promise much, but if you just believe in us
We could move mountains into the midst of the ocean.

Love has finally found the road, to which it has to be ours,
Everything I need is you, for the rest of the loving hours;
Your name is tattooed on my mind, I would never resist,
And you are the only reason for every breath I breathe.

We dreamed about the future
and we forgot yesterday,
the pains in our earthly life;
Heaven has the remedy.
Along the angels singing
the songs of love,
believing they exist
is believing to God.
We dreamed about the future
but the future is today,
stop thinking about what ifs
and accept what is.

I do not know how fast time passes by
but all I know, from the very first moment
that I was caught by your loving arms,
I know time will never come between us
to separate our hearts
into two different roads.

I do remember our childhood
when we used to be the best of friends,
we were lying on the grass,
while watching those beautiful stars,
waiting for them to fall for us,
but as we believed in each other’s side
and knew each other better,
I think I was the one
who have fallen in love with you.

After fifty years of marriage
love is always there to remind me
that it is a wonderful gift
to have a chance to live with you
to create memories that I can keep
whenever you would sail oceans apart.

I thought time will not be too rude to us,
but I was only mistaken!
And now, my wishes and prayers are too late
for Him to hear,
but I really want to be young forever,
for even if I will grow old with you,
there will be a day that it is either you
who will be left behind or it is I,
for even if I will grow old with you,
I know time will never be stopped anymore
from separating our hearts
into two different roads.

What is in you
that makes me
fall in love?

We are slaves of the night,
thinking,
forever may not exist.

I failed, I stumbled,
but you were there
to remind me of tomorrow.

I may not be perfect,
but my heart
burns like ice.

We are slaves of the night,
you and I
are living stories.

Come, let our hearts embrace thy warm embers,
I will keep you safe beneath my velvet feathers,
I will be the moonbeams to illumine your way;
Beseech reasons to brighten every mournful day.
Come, let our tongues speak every truth’s decree,
And sing a thousand songs of harmony to eternity;
The angels descend from heavens, and trust,
We will be together 'til our worlds turn to dust.
Come, let our eyes be never without light,
Of spring of tears have abandoned and dried,
Behold! Thy love quelled all my beautiful scars;
I will clench roses to exude the scent of my heart.
My only love echoes up on a tranquil shore,
Of laments of sadness forever will all deplore.

I broke the LCD of his laptop,
and he's putting all the blame on me.
I just sit on his bed,
but I don't know, that bag of his
has a laptop.
Yes I admit, 'cause there's no one
to be blamed.
Yet he's also careless to just leave
his things anywhere.
But where can I find a money
to pay Php 8,000.00?
I don't hava any job yet,
and I'm afraid to tell my parents.
Maybe I will just pay Php 5,000.00
but hoooow?
I don't know, I don't have that money,
if only I am rich. **sigh

Sir, I'm in front of you to tell that
     I do love your daughter,
And I never have a rehearsal to what words
     to be uttered.
Sir, I'm here to be transparent
     about a love I found,
I'm just nervous, so please don't feel
     my voice to be unsound.

Sir, I'm asking your princess' hands;
     your princess is your precious gem:
I love her not just because I love her;
     I will make her my queen.
Sir, she stained my heart with love;
     sir, I hope you understand
I will never leave her alone, we'll be together
    walking on the strands.

Sir, please don't cast away your eyes
     from this name I owned,
I never have a replica of my love for her,
     your daughter is the only one I long.
Sir, the fact is irrevocable, I love her
     and she loves me
And the church will be the witness
     about these things I'm saying.

If I need to kneel on the floor
     and beg for the chances,
Sir, I will never doubt to do it, if this
     can only change your mind.
Sir, I have never been like this,
     I honestly love your daughter sir
And my life is worthless without her
     near by my side.

When the beautiful day comes, I hope
     you'll be with your daughter on the aisle;
I will offer my life to her sir,
     and I will take care of her every time.
Sir, I will marry your daughter,
     so please let me wander the world with her
I can't truly afford to lose her,
     and only be drowned on memories.

Sir, your answer will matter the most,
     if I should gain or lost;
But sir, I will fight my love for her
     even the skies turned to be the worst.
She's my everything, and I need to be
     transparent about what I feel.
Sir, I will marry your daughter,
     can we have now your blessings sir?

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Come, let our hearts embrace thy warm embers,
I will keep you safe beneath my feathers,
I will be the moonbeams to light your way;
Beseech reasons to awaken each day.
Come, let our tongues speak every truth’s decree,
To sing a once melodious harmony;
The angels descend from heavens, and trust,
We will be forever till worlds are dust.
Come, let our eyes never be left deceased,
Behold thy love, of which my warfare ceased,
Of my tears diminished and secluded,
I would clench roses, of roses which bleed.
My love resembles upon every shore,
Of laments of sadness will all deplore.

Every time I looked at you, was like a glimpse of Heaven;
A voice of an angel coming from miles above
There are no days you won't crossed into my mind, I want to move on
But, how? If our both eyes met there for the very first time.

I'm trying my best to get rid from all those memories
But every time my heart took me to the place
Where all the sweetest words have already spoken by us,
My tears would only bring back yesterday
For I have given you all the love you might never had.

Love is just like a rose, always has its torn:
You stole the stars on my sky, and no one could return
And this bench witnessed how many the times I cried
For I could see you there, every time I closed my eyes.

We might not have enough past for today to remember,
But our hearts and minds might meet in the future:
And even if our story began with those tears,
We should always think that, if we are meant to be,
Tomorrow, your love will be mine, and mine will be yours forever.

I'm down to reckoning about your smiles, your laughs
And the way we used to hold each other's arms;
Yet since you're gone, there's nothing left for me but pain
And here I am, still imprisoned from the memories of this bench.

yesterday --- four feet,

     today --- two feet,

          and

               tomorrow --- three feet.

To cope up with poetry, is like crossing on traffic railroads or climbing towering mountains, isn't it? But I chose poems (which only few writes) because I love rhyming and mingling words, and I want to unveil what kind of art I have been hanging on my galleries up to these years.

It is ridiculous, right? When you still wander upon the woods of confusions that you cannot pen your words in a better manner, yet you have already written a lot.

Stirring some cups of coffee of thoughts on my mind, somehow is arduous to do, but I am still so thankful I have best readers like all of you.

Poetry is where I am into. I think in order to write. I write in order to learn.

not all black
     are Evil;
not all white
     are God.

Let LOVE
leavens life,
lessens lavish lust,
longs Lord's LIGHT.

Trying to light a candle
through the darkest of nights,
writing a love poem
in the middle of the fight.

The moon is drawn closer
to every foolish tears,
and the sound of silence
is now gone in a blink.

It is hard to hold you
forever in my arms,
but in every failure,
are the things we learned.

I might not forget you,
even the dawn is sunset again,
in the pale moonlit night,
you are my favorite kind of pain.

All I have had, the raven
Killing and blinding my eyes with tears,
My life, in a foolish endeavour
Trying to reinvent what was already lost.
Every waking moment,
I recognize nothing but pain;

I was dissevered by the trails of your fantasies
So, I surrendered deciphering the truth of truths,
Was bedevilled by the questions
My mind could not unravel the answer,
Jar your memory, even for a while;
For you to remember, I am becoming broken too.

And you shall fear not I, to cry,
If memories were left in morbid melancholy;
But fear, if in that heaven of smiles,
I might found a bird beneath my miseries;
Whom my heart would suffice the skies above
And will hunt for the love I once succumbed.

I was here lying in the darkness and can't even walk,
Alone with nothing, just the words I can't even talk;
People left me hanging in the storm with just one hand,
I was there in the 11th hour of living to turn myself to stand—

Yet instead from running away from those giant problems,
I knelt into the ground, and it brought me up from to something—
My life is a scar; my life is a piece of scattered mistakes
But because of Him, I can hold on to someone what e'er it breaks.

In that dry ocean from the bitter spring of broken hopes,
I'm now having the real meaning of facing all the odds:
And if I'm just dreaming, I don't want anymore to wake up;
'Tis better to be blinded than to see the world with 'tis own blood.

I have the adequate reasons, for He changed the man I was—
Who was sitting only beside those wall's shadows and dusts,
With this painted Love; I've been lifted into the sky through Thy Name,
From His shoulders, the search is o'er: I found now the Effervescence.

Steadfast.
Yet with
one second,
one mistake ---

everything is ruined.

A piece of cake
           to be
                    a piece of sh*t.

"HAPPY EVER AFTER" never exist.

Fairytales are full of *****.

You can't win
unless you learn
how to accept failures.

Stirring some cups of coffee of thoughts
     from ocean of ideas rose above through the sunrise;
I am a poet not, I am just a kid with boring words,
     critics are everywhere, how do you find my poems?

These graffiti on my mind hanged along the walls,
     are trying to convey who literally am I used to be,
with points of view, questions, which sometimes *****!
     But if you can only utter empty phrases, then shut up!

Do not judge me, I am no superman, am not that strong,
     I still bleed upon countless things people spewed out,
there is nothing wrong if I am drawn to pen my words,
     there is nothing wrong about poetry, right?

I am only a beginner, without fruitful thoughts,
     I am poet not, I am just a kid with boring words:
out of style, lack of knowledge towards once philosophy,
     so, how do you find my poems? My poetry?

What is wrong? I ---
I already questioned millions
     of cooks around
          the world,
but still they can
     never give ---
the recipe for victory.

darkness.
wounded.
helpless.
confusions.
abandoned?
abhorrence!
d­estined?
disgraceful!
prolonged.
justice!
forgotten?

Holy is Your Name,
Author of Salvation,
hear my soul crying,
catch my spirit falling.

Wash my sadness away,
hurt my eyes to praise,
Jesus, You are all I need
forever is all I embrace.

Guide me into the woods,
ignite the fire in my heart,
a heart that once was lost;
peace my mind at war.

Love for the sinners,
light for the shadows,
sunshine in the thunder,
these are all I ask from You.

Lead me to Your path,
I hide my fears and rejoice,
take me with Your grace,
and I follow your voice.

I call upon You now, Jesus,
on these bended knees,
hear our soul crying,
catch our spirit falling.

Love for the sinners,
light for the shadows,
sunshine in the thunder,
these are all I ask from You.

I'm just a SIMPLE GUY
living in a SIMPLE WORLD
who loves SIMPLE THINGS,
EXTRAORDINARY as well.

Pen me a thousand verses
of hatred, of love, of peace;
pen me a thousand verses,
o'er those clouds of sorrows.

Pen me a thousand verses
to sail the ocean of emptiness,
accept failures of bygone days,
for there is always tomorrow.

Cry the most beautiful pain,
pen a thousand verses again;
shadow of fears will then end,
moon will illumine the night.

Pen verses for a heart to mend,
profound words are explained,
'nother chapter of life will begin;
pen verses of the journey's fight.

I never expected I would turn to loving someone,
But being in love is a thing I couldn't stop now.
I could tell the whole world that it is you
That I have been looking for, somehow,
And I don’t want to be any further away from you
That I am right now.

My tongue will always express the truth;
I will never comfort you with those wicked lies,
For I don’t want to be in your rear view,
For I don’t want to be drowned in my cries.
And the memories we shared will always remain,
That I treasure in my demise.

There are no more secrets hidden in my eyes,
And my mind is always screaming out your name.
My days that were so hollow has been replaced
By the love that I could always claim;
And this story is penned by our entangled hearts,
That I could find no ending.