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 :)

pervasive

meek,playful, unassuming
sunshine
a quiet, calming silence
that steals away into the heart
and brings an equally quiet joy
that lingers


#5
9:09 pm, KFC Sucat

thunderstorms.

i think of them as inklings
these bright flashes of light
however short and sudden
they nevertheless manage to illumine
the deep recessions
of my still and slumbering heart

7:22 pm
MRT Southbound

Patintero

di ko kaya maging patotot.
kaya siguro
di ko mahabol ang oras ng labas mo
o ang mga pagkakataong nanghihiram ka ng libro
nakakapagod din ang one-way na habulang ito....

ayoko maging taya.

scrabble na lang tayo? ;p


PATINTERO
6:38 PM @ MRT Train, Southbound
 

 










* para kay... wag na nga lang... hehe.

Caliraya...












wish you were here
as i sit silent by this placid, man-made lake
but how can you ever know this irrational disturbing yearning,
ripples upon the water that never seem to fade
can't even figure out how to bridge
the overwhelming disparity between our realities
with possibilities as illusory as the stillness
that seem to settle upon these waters...

25th May 2010, 11:56 PM

The Fire Tree

from afar, it gloriously blooms
ever fiery, every passing day
vivid against the evergreens
both untamed beauty, and a bride's bouquet
even unnoticed, it will go on
putting forth it's brightest flowers
even if he never looks up
where he walks, there'll be orange showers...

El Niño


I hate that
seeing you,
is as regular as seeing
a rainbow during an El Niño summer.
Hopeless,
however surprising.
Even more the likelihood
of ever being
near
close
real
than what I am
to you.

 (I did see a rainbow last Wednesday, late afternoon...)

Ides of March


chaos there was
and then
your voice
and it was,
by far,
my worst case of LSS -
a clear, gentle melody that calms...
and bothers me,
relentlessly,
to distraction.

-bs ;)

- colors -

stillness
is a blackness where dwells
in repose
the vibrant purple of passion
buried deep and made hazy and vague
by grey memory.
it may take bright red pain
to get through the murkiness;
to shatter the stillness,
and bring it out again into
the white blinding light that is life.

SamFarrar


i think of snow and there you are -
the frosted image by the window.
vague.
opaque.
surreal.
but you were really here -
one cheerful shining star that could not stay
but brought warmth just the same.

you were January's Christmas gift.
and now you're off to where
there won't be one in the next few years....

-4kc
3:01 PM 1/21/2010
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