These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

IF

For PNHS Batch 1997 - 1998


… I could do something dumb
I'd wish I've never met you

… only you are right here
I'd swallow up my pride
Risk things and pray
That what I'm doing's right
Once and for all this time
I want to shed some light
Clear things up with you
And gain my peace of mind.

… only it is that easy,
I'd ask you to get out of my life.


1998 September 28

If



… I could do something dumb
I’d wish I’ve never met you

… only you are right here
I’d swallow up my pride
Risk things and pray
That what I’m doing’s right
Once and for all this time
I want to shed some light
Clear things up with you
And gain my peace of mind.

… only it is that easy,
I’d ask you to get out of my life.


1998 September 28For PNHS Batch 1997-1998

Hiram.



Huwag mong ipagtaka, buhay ay sadyang ganyan.
Huwag mong ipagtaka, buhay ay sadyang ganyan.
Naglalaho’ng mga bagay na kanina lamang ay nariyan
Tulad ng isang kometang ang dalaw ay miminsan
Matapos mong kumurap, parang di man lang dumaan.

Ito rin ay animo isang bulaklak na kay rikit
Na nang bigyan mo ng pansi’y luoy na sa init.
Isang matamis na awit mula sa isang pipit
Na nang matanto mo ang tamis ay di mo na marinig.

Kung ako sa iyo, yamang may panahon pa
Mga biyaya ko ngayo’y di ipagsasawalang halaga.
Upang kung bukas man ako’y kanyang kunin na
Payapa kong maipipikit yaring mga mata.



12th July 1998

FAREWELL

For PNHS Batch 1997 - 1998, IV DOST and my cadets, with the fondest of  wishes....


Yesterday…
You smiled.
I didn't care.
Nor did I glance.
It was like you weren't there.

Today…
Here I am
Can't help nor accept what I'm feeling for you
Wishful thinking that somehow,
You feel the same way too.
Can't also understand why
You meet every 'Hello" with a 'Bye'.
Are you really that blind not to see
How much your rejection's hurting me?
                   
Tomorrow…                               
You'll be gone
And I, once again,
Will be left here alone.


1998 March 8

Farewell



Yesterday…
You smiled.
I didn’t care.
Nor did I glance.
It was like you weren’t there.

Today…
Here I am
Can’t help nor accept what I’m feeling for you
Wishful thinking that somehow,
You feel the same way too.
Can’t also understand why
You meet every ‘Hello” with a ‘Bye’.
Are you really that blind not to see
How much your rejection’s hurting me?
                   
Tomorrow…                               
You’ll be gone
And I, once again,
Will be left here alone.


1998 March 8
For PNHS Batch 1997 - 1998 IV DOST and my cadets


Awakening.

I was feeling lost
In need of a hero
A friend
Who will guide me out of this darkness.

Towering clouds,
Dark and heavy
Are threatening to spoil the day
And the hurricane-like wind is whirling
Like it’s threatening to blow me away.

Suddenly
I looked up
And saw, and was puzzled.
Why was it so that
Behind the clouds of menacing grey
Appears a sparkling blue
And why was it that the wind,
although blowing hard
Seems to refresh my spirit…

I pondered this
And looked up again and realized
That amidst the emotional turmoil
Amidst the hurt
Within me is person – strong
Within me is a spirit willing to fight
And is capable of holding on.

Yes.
Within me is a hero.


- 2.08.1998
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