There was a boy who never knew anything, and met a girl who taught her these things.

She taught him, how to smile and be happy, filled with wonder and joy.

She taught him how to love and he as well loved her too.

Filling him with shared memories of them two

She taught him how to hold on, and have a good grip, so that he won’t fall.

Suddenly, she disappeared leaving him, hanging on.

The boy was growing weary, he was in so much pain in clasping to the pieces

That will never fit back together

And then, in midst of pain, hurt, sorrow, agony and loneliness

In time, He learned…

How to let go
It wasn’t easy for the boy

Now he has to learn how to
s t a r t  over…

Autumn.
The leaves are turning
brown and gold
Then fall.

Autumn.
It's about leaves and trees
Leaves leave trees
Trees are left. Naked.

But autumn
is more than the story
about 'leaving' and 'being left'.

Autumn
is the story about the trees
that is never worry
of being left by the leaves.

Autumn
is the story about the trees
that is never afraid
of letting go all things,
and being happy afterwards.

Because the trees know
there will always be
the new and better leaves
grow on them in spring.

And being left is actually a way
to a better coming...

-Kanya Puspokusumo-
http://doeniadevi.wordpress.com .

Limutin na ang mundo
Forget the world
And its intricacies
Your abusive father
Your good-for-nothing frenemies
Let go of the earth
Reach for the uncertainties

Nang magkasama tayo
I'll be here holding your hand
Reading your fears
In the lines of your palm
While feeling your taken risks
In the spirals of your fingertips

Sunod sa bawat galaw
Let me take the lead
Follow my steps
As we waltz off
From our consciousness
to the chains of the world

Hindi na maliligaw
We'll never be lost
When all miseries will be unknown
Or at least, we'll be lost
In all that is ours

Mundo'y magiging ikaw
*You will be my world
And I hope I'll be yours too

My heart got excited
Then got let down
Decided not again
Until you came around.

My heart got excited
Then got let down
Never again, not this time around.

Absence is strongly present,
harboring this beaten vessel.
Assuming full control,
damaging my infrastructure.

Illusions of reality creep,
glimpsing but mere frames.
Awareness dawns periodically,
despite my reluctance to admit.

Yet, remaining truths surface,
the wake - unbelievable.
Time escaped visibility,
Carving its deep path.

Grasping for any remnants,
attempting to secure myself.
Facing my consequences,
the outcomes of poison.

Today, I let go of the hurt, I used to call home.

Move on, Let go and never look back.
Keep this on your mind
Remind yourself everyday.
Ask yourself, but why?
and you'll know the reason why you need to
Move on, Let go and never look back