Memories

a glimpse of you
unearthing me
when the whisper
came to be
in the loosened air
encompassing the calls
of agitated silence…
the name that flew
in the wide atmosphere
brought a happy lullaby
in the hearts and ears
of the lives that listened
to its muted echoes

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it was our hearts
that roared out
the sounds of love
and not our whispers

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the tones were high
only to be caught
at their lowest ebb
the sea’s feeble waves
forcefully beat
the sands of the silent shore…
an ignition of war
of reassuring minds
so soothing to be heard
 brought back henceforth
memories of painful past 

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Honest and Innocent

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hiding behind words
writing lethal poison
injecting venomous lines
into the veins of  honest innocent stanzas

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suspicion dictates
the heart was wounded
cut and disfigured
after harmless letters reached a guilty one

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it was just for fun
written only to rhyme
but the sense was there
  to be judged by time


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Don’t Block The Driveway

it’s my kingdom
the border has been identified
but the defined mark has been
encroached

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it is mine
the front part of my home
it is  my driveway
i want to draw a line

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i was angered
by my neighbor’s idiotic act
parking his second-hand car
at my gate’s mouth, i wanted war

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so i put a sign
“Don’t block the driveway
This is the fault line
If you park here, you are GAY”

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*Note:  No offense meant to the LGBT community


Jealous

no matter how much we try
hiding the feeling of resentment
suspicious of being dethroned
fearful to be left behind
by others

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those who love are often jealous
watchful in the protection
possessive of a heart
that we care

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it shows in our emotions
in our actions and reactions
in the efforts that we exert
to show the Love and it’s truthfulness
intolerant of unfaithfulness
as we walk on the path that we trod

we come to know the Lord is a jealous God

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It Doesn’t Matter

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she laughs when i cry
never she wipes away my tears
she cries when i giggle
never she yells some cheers
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why is she like this
always reacts the opposite
sometimes i suspect her as a fool
who doesn’t know the golden rule
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whoever is this woman

who strayed away from the caravan
to others she’s the coolest insane
it doesn’t matter, i love her just the same
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You are My Reverie

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image credit : Patrizia Tilly – Fotolia.com

peeping through obscurity
when the youthfulness of day advances
and the worldly noise slowly subsides
you become a sweet colored reverie
floating inside my consciousness
framing my  extra-ordinary cosmos dream

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dusting the tinsel dust away
and clear the fancy stars at bay
glittering colors of blue and gray
keep staring at me through halfway

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As I Close My Eyes

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Image credit: Sylvain Claire Photography   (sunrise)

as i close my eyes
i leave the worries of the day
the fears of the night
and the confusions of dawn

solutions are there to find
where the sun’s light
has no obstructions on its way
and the perfect picture can be drawn

sometimes the night in reverse
becomes the lighted day
it is in the dark
one can find the needle under the hay

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Ambience: Bicycle Traffic

The bicycle, or bike, is the most popular means of transportation in the world. This two-wheeled, human-powered and pedal-driven machine has provided effects on society’s culture and some methods in industrial manufacturing. In Japan, bikes are widely used by young and old of all genders and social status. They are best suited for running errands and making short trips in the city and rural areas. *Japanese bike riders are treated the same way as vehicles under Japanese Road Traffic Laws.

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Most bikes are equipped with a basket and rack and an extra seat if you’re driving with a child.

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In Osaka City, bikes are very common even in crowded city streets. When offices take their closing hours, bikes crowd the sidewalks and together with the human traffic they cross the streets with the pedestrians. Some buildings are provided with bicycle parking spaces. During office hours, sidewalks seem to be a lonely place to walk on.

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Japan is a safe city and I really like to return for the snowfall and the cherry blossoms.

*some info from wiki*


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Uncertainty

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at this stretch of the moment
at this juncture of uncertainty
the reasons are there to see 
why these scenes are meant to be

the separation of souls from the bodies
where bullets owed their breaths
unclear how reasons do the copies
multiplying the smell of wreaths

public judgment are circulating
motives are bound to lie
some loss of lives  are worth debating
that left others to die …

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia/Nature

My fond memories of these places  keep me long for home. I have moments of sentimental yearning for the happiness these places gave me and I’m always trap in nostalgia looking at these. Reminiscing the joy of being  in these places in the past wraps my whole being. For nostalgia’s sake, my return to Guimaras Island, Philippines is a treasured moment that I will always appreciate.

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Reflection, Me. : Week 01 : Day 10 – ( MY PROMPTS )

from the box of The Hut Owner, I’m reblogging this poem which depicts his teen years …Please read the ORIGINAL POST…

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This was supposed to be my Day 01 but I needed more time to finish it so, I made this as my last prompt instead.

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Inspired by Micaiah brought this into being

galvanized emotion dared writing to be conceived

the days rewound and moved into grinding

back where it started none will be deceived

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Urban Hiking

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The memories when i was young and green

recapturing the thoughts when  I was a teen

 gone were the days  parents have to discipline

correcting my actions most were all routines

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Mistakes were almost filling to the brim

all that overflowed they have to skim

young  was I, my wants met resistance

scolded was all i got as their  response

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Coming home late were always their  worry

nightly events out with friends and buddies

drinking became my frequent nightly glory

friends and neighbors, nights of social sortie

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Curiousity

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Tulang Diot Island, Cebu, Philippines

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Still untouched by the development and growth of tourism in the country, this island is gaining the attention of domestic tourists as one of the alluring, unassuming and charming beaches in the Visayas region. A few minutes boat ride from Esperanza, Camotes Island, the white sand beach sparkles from afar. Glance at the photos and see in the cards its future as a major attraction in the region.


Landslide on the terraces

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Carved out of the Ifugao hillsides in the Philippines, these rice terraces stretch like steps to the heavens which change colors during rainy and dry seasons. Some parts of these paddies are already facing erosion like the one in the picture. The center part is eroded by too much water brought about by rains. The mud walls of the terraces  gave way to landslides. Considered as the Eight Wonder of the world, these terraces were built by the Ifugao tribes 2000 – 3000 years ago and still in use by the modern populace of the region.