Mindless Thoughts & Serious Scribblings

[boliklik]

i can't go on...
there's no hope left for me
all my sacrifices are useless
now i cry in self pity.
i have failed...
mistakes has been done
guilt wants me to vanish
it will hush until im gone.
i am doomed!
to avert this fatal mishap
the only chance i have left
is nothing but to give up...

[boliklik]

i feel so alone.
am i?
i dont know.
i might be.
or is it just a fantasy?
or are you really there?
or are you really here with me?

i feel so alone.
why is it suddenly,
my whole life is like this tragedy
but there is no one else affected but me.
and all i can do is cry in agony
but you arent there to hold me

i feel so alone
and at times like this
i wish my heart was made of stone
so it could break without the pain
but there would be no love,
and then, the reason for life would go in vain

i feel so alone.
but is that what i need to say?
what i feel, how i want things to go?
just how everything should go my way?
how much im wishing u should stay?

i feel so alone
alone...
and no one is willing to listen to me
no one is there
everything reminds me of the time
when there was only me you see.
in that half real, half fantasy.
when it was you, and there was me.

[boliklik]

may mga taong "gago"
may mga taong "tanga"
kapag nagmamahal ka ng taong ayaw sa yo
"gago ka"
pag d mo alam na may nagmamahal sa yo
"tanga ka"

ako alam kong gaga ako pero....

sana man lang....

d ka TANGA....

[splendid moonlight]

he creeps inside her dreams while she tries hard not to let him in. but she thinks she should let him in now. she doesn't see why she should deny herself this funny little thing. let the night be solitary still, but let every joyful voice come creeping in. everything's welcome now. every color, every dream.

[milk]

I'm overjoyed and over loved and i'm feeling lucky

like a little girl who's hiding under cover

and looking to discover

any way to play the part inside this darkened cave

well the meaning of life it starts at the nightlight

close your eyes and I hope you see mine

well I've seen a thousand things in one place

but I stopped my counting when I saw your face

erasing memory well,I feel as though I've never seen a face before

until I saw your eyes and they're smiling back at me through my tears

I've been counting all these years

Now suddenly the thousand things I've seen were

nothing more than dreams of you and me

you and me quietly at a stand still

fortunately you will kiss me and I'll kiss you back

fact of the matter is that I don't know what the latter is

that I always wanted to kiss you but

I always wanted to run from you

Because I always wanted to miss you
And I've always wanted to come for you

So, how do you do?...

i know you are reading this...

alright, that smile is enough...i can breathe just seeing that...

[splendid moonlight]

step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices the contrast
of white on white..
and in between the moon and u
angels get a better view
of the crumblin' difference between wrong and right
and i walk in the air between the rain
through myself and back again..
where..?
i don't know...

[splendid moonlight]

When you see a palm tree, the palm tree has seen you.
African(Wolof) Proverb

really? the last time a palm tree has seen me it said, "child, get out of the way. something's about to fall down on your head."

but really what does that adage mean? i'm just musing to myself.. thank God there is such a thing as mindless thoughts.

palm trees remind me of a desert that i haven't been to,
and the color of your skin,
and the ripple of your thoughts
like dunes..
let me travel the length of u.
the same way i travel the desert in my mind.
disbelievingly..

[GlassMoon]

I am merely a guide to the weak of heart...

Damn these cursed monsters. When will they ever stop?

People say things to other people yet they themselves need to delve deeper within their hearts to find the true nature of their inner self <--- now this is mindless.

[GlassMoon]

Eternity is, however, a very tiring existence. I do not wish to leave my
home. As young as I may be, I still have many books I'm looking forward to
reading. Anybody who disturbs this, I do not count as a friend.

Somewhere, like a scene from a memory, there's a picture worth a thousand words...

All will be just a figment of one's imagination...

[gareb]

i am feeling pieces of forever in the rain...
i weave strands of my soul in the wind