Beginnings

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If I would be lost for words, I’d seek for what is within

If I may have lost myself, I’d seek for what is at hand

If I have no place to run, I’d walk slowly and find my way through the sun

And if I would write again

I would say thank you for 365 days of strong-willed power of writing

For expressing what is within

For finding what tends to be hidden

And realizing that there has to be no end

For something that God has bestowed me and made me driven

To satisfy and embellish what is given             

With ain’t no potential, pride and mischief to be proven

Again I thank you all for what is, was, has been written.                 

A Stranger Has Stared

I hate how some strangers stare

It’s as if I owe them an explanation that they can’t convey

Or they have tons of comments to say

Everyday

It’s like they’ve always crossed my way

Passed by my side, did stared and looked away

I’ve got used to it day by day

Today

I pretend to ignore that stranger that is coming my way

But deep inside and always, I’ve never failed to wonder of what they are thinking

Of why they are staring

Or at the back of their minds, what are they saying

The next day

Someone stared and kept on asking

Of what am I doing?

Then I smiled and said “I was doing nothing”

Then he smiled back and said

“There is more to life than earning, more than seeing is perceiving

More than doing is persevering, and more than just staring is to be caring and believing

Loving and giving

Understanding without judging

Helping without counting

Listening without complaining

And most of becoming more than living…”

And as I look back from that day

I thank that man who’ve crossed my way

He helped me to get on my way

Day by day

Even a hundred or a thousand stranger might have stared

I’d give them a smile with a glare

Instead of comparing and or competing or might be envying

I would walk, straight ahead on my way

Towards the greatness of the life that I have to live day by day

Morning Sun

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morning sun hear me sing

with this power of faith within

and the burning passion I’m feeling

hear me sing

with this fresh air I’m breathing

and this goodness I’m feeling

quench my thirst and my grieving

for there is nothing left but believing

that as the sun will rise

I will be freed and becoming…

someone, or something

worth living

with everything that’s inside me

is the truth that defy s me,

the reality that molds me,

and the real person that haunts me 

under this tree in front of this beautiful sea

I can foresee…

that there is hope that awaits me 

Lit the Fire

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One night at the middle of darkness

Frightened and filled with sadness

Frail and weak, fear was conceived

Strength was drawn with nothing perceived

Deceived

Blinded and filled with emptiness

Covered with such pain and loneliness

Feeble and indecisive

Lost with those ego and id

Believed

Lit the fire, light up the night

Burning woods and smokes were high

Ignite thy feeling and let thee fly

Dignified and with pride

At the middle of this dark night

I found thy way and light

Through this fire

I’ve found thy way to thrive  

Would you rather be What?

I was just enticed by a simple talk from our professor; she was talking about a carrot, a coffee bean and a hard-boiled egg in a hot-pot of boiling water. She compared the boiling water to a situation where in everything seemed to be uneasy, crucial and unpredictable, while she paralleled the carrot, the egg and the coffee bean to the people who are under such difficult situation.

The question was, would you rather be a carrot, a coffee bean or a hard boiled egg?

Having a difficult situation in one’s life is unavoidable thus it makes us stronger, it helps us grow and molds us to be better, but what if everything seemed to be so unpredictable, what would you tend to be, or how would you cope up with the situation?

A carrot on a hot-pot tends to be softened, weakened, and deformed.  In a situation that the carrot is into, it tends to just surrender and let the hot water mold its core and just do nothing at all. Where in nothing can’t be driven out of, and where everything seemed to be impossible, people just like the carrots tend to give up, tend to be lax and do nothing, softened by the situation, weakened by the circumstances, now, would you be a carrot?

On the other hand, a hard boiled egg was also on the same pot of boiling water. Obviously you would consider it to be strong, tough and brave. But have you considered that the egg’s shell is still fragile, breakable and weak.  It may have deceived you of its solid core but deep inside it’s still tender and soft. At times people may tend to establish their strongest core, but most of the time they tend to forget what’s inside. And eventually that makes them weaker, for they don’t know their missing out the most important thing and that is to draw the strength from inside than to ponder your strength to cover the weakness on the outside. Now would you be a hard boiled egg?

Lastly, a coffee bean was dumped into the boiling water and what will it do? Eventually it will be mixed up with the water, as they say it will bring out the best in the situation. Its granules will be scattered but in turn will produce an outcome that will fit the water, making it more productive and visible, it may have not considered the weakness and strength drawn from it, but instead it tends to blend in and made the best result out of the worst situation

Now what? Would you rather choose to be as what?

Maybe it’s easy to say that being a coffee bean would be the best choice, but have you realized that at times being a weak carrot or being a fragile egg would mold you to be the best person you can be. In every situation given, any conflicts, troubles and problems we tend to bend our core and struggle to be the best person after the warm situation. After all that boiling water will be cooled, just like our lives, not every day is a hot boiling point, we just have to be the best person that we can for us to fit the situation, surpassing the chaos, regaining dignity, establishing stability and living a life full of dignity.

The Next Day She Became a Mother

one day she was staring at the window, dreaming of a fairy tale with a prince for a happy ever after

the next day she was gleaming in white, walking down the aisle to say “I do” with pride

the other day she was pregnant, expecting for their first-born

the next day she was a mother and in there…

love grew fonder

maturity widens and reality strikes like a thunder

made that everyday of her child better

sacrificed enough to fight those hunger

selfless enough to give that child a future with those ounce of will and power      

disciplined her child to ignite those strength and be braver

the next day she was old, with nothing but a feeling that is cold

will she be freed from those stories untold

behold

that her child forgot how she was mold

that the child forgot those words that made her whole

never said those words and remained untold

so cold,

one day she was also a mother, gleamed in white and had some child

the next day she knew better, that love never dissipates but just gets fonder

that love is never said but done

that being a mother is incomparable, being a child will teach you how to be responsible

for the next day, you will be the mother of a child

and in there you will realize

that everyday is not a dream but a job, a career not a profession

a life well lived filled with genuine love, empathy, and concern

that being a mom, mother, mommy, inay, nanay is a gift

 and one day must not pass without you saying

“Thank you Mom, I love you, having you makes life worth living”

Hit by an Arrow

i was hit by an arrow

thought there’ll be no pain

thought that i was brave

i was hit by an arrow

all this time i knew i was numb

yet deep inside i was dumb 

i was hit by an arrow

bleeding inside

hurting can’t subside

i was hit by an arrow

fearful and in sorrow

doubtful of what will happen tomorrow

i was hit by an arrow

envious and being so hilarious

cautious neither be furious

i was hit by an arrow

i hope nothing will follow

i hope to heal even if how slow

or how deep it may go

i was hit by an arrow

take this all away as it flows 

My Here and Now

now is here and it’s what i breathe

the past is gone and a new day sees

sees the good and positive in me

now i can do it, be it and conquer it

 

here i stand, from the odds

changing and breaking free

taking those chances at hand and believes

 

i can do it, do it for one thing

do it because i want it not because i need it

do it cause it’s a chance, not because i seek vengeance

not because i have to prove something to anyone

not because i’m caring for ones reputation

but it’s because

i wanna do it and i can make it

 

now is here together with the stories behind me

wrapping them all, ignoring them all

moving on and taking steps forward

here’s what i do to be free and happy

 

i’m afraid to let go but it’s the least that i can do for myself

cast all those shadows from the past

give this day a blast

finish all those battles

believing i can do it and conquer it

 

Can it Be?

left in a room, with no one but me

gazing through the window pane

collecting all those pain

with no one but me

staring at the trees

seeing those birds fly as free

asking thyself can it be

with no one but me

can it be, i want it and need it to be

suddenly the light was dim

the colorful day turned into gray

with its warm breeze turned into chills

with no one but me

how can i froze this tears

how can i get rid of this fears

that only my mind sees

throughout the years

i hope someone hears

with no one but me

i hope someday they can see

those smiles in me

that finally i’m happy and free

with those pain behind me

with no one but me

i can be