One soul made perfect for love
Flourishes over distant mile
Never ending words of the poet
Make such love to grow
Even distance is not a hindrance
To one's soul hungry for touch
Thou know the art of waiting
Not a single moment you lose him
Making him your everyday memory
In such fire of despair
His words is your life
Life blood in the veins of untouched spirit
Im not a Writer
Friday, December 13, 2013
Questions
Whenever I am alone
I feel the pain
cause by me
I’m asking the
world a question
It can never be
answer as deep
Is it wrongful to
fall out of love?
Is it a sin being
not happy?
Justifiably unjustifiable
Its easy to fall in
love
Those butterflies
are everywhere
Every moment is
excitement
Every love songs is
written for you
Her face is everywhere
How could a man
fall out of love?
How could a man
lose its excitement?
To a girl he dear
(ed) the most
Its painful to fall
out of love
Where this
heaviness on my chest is came from?
Another question of
one lone man
Saturday, March 9, 2013
About this Blog
Sunset in Mt. Batulao, Philippines
I forgot who I am in the middle of the jungle preoccupying my mind. A tendency to deviate myself from the one thing I should belong to and never turn my back on. That circumstance occurs all the time. Every time my human nature finds its escape in the wilds of this world.
My life is wandering. Our life is wandering. We wander to find the path that our Creator prepared for us to get us to Him. We have different wanderings. We differ because are a unique creation of God. We have different path to take. That may not be comprehend-able to man‘s rational intellect. As man put a standard, not necessarily divine, in everything man does on top of the soil of the earth, expect to be misunderstood even by the closest keen of your tree. Ergo, I expect to be misunderstood but determined to pursue the path designed for me. This blog is the randomness of my mind. I desire to discuss everything about life that I encounter.
This is a work in progress thus I may not deliver what you expect. Everything here are base on my feelings and experiences.
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