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Sunday, May 17, 2009. There was sleep. starving sleep. and the irritation of half awakedness. and the punishment of a romantic failure. it might be time to go soon. 'coz there is a light like a gun from out of the windows. explosive to the eyes. it might be time. so wake up. wake up now, dammit! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). If leaving is the right thing to do, then i'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you.". With Love from Jen - Adam Fields. My other self [:).
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poems: May 2008
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Friday, May 30, 2008. The summer I spent there. Is the summer I'll miss all over. Thursday, May 29, 2008. I is to be unknown. For me to be able to love and serve fairly. For me not to be tempted to vie for recognition. For me not to expect love and service in return. For my true intetions not to be unveiled. My fate is to be misunderstood. Because I am created to serve only and exist silently. Tuesday, May 27, 2008. Once in a blue moon. Pale moonlight showers the earth tonight. There and again I dream.
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poems: April 2009
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Sunday, April 5, 2009. To my own Belinda. You wore that lacey purple blouse one rainy afternoon. You came through the crowd and passed through me. You were beautiful but your eyes were remarkably sad. You know that I did not come to stay with you. And when the crickets started to chirp,. You talked with them and laughed carelessly. And I thought that you could be happy. At least try even without me. I smiled and broke a tear off my eyes. If I could reach up and hold a star for everytime you made me smile,.
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poems: just like a splendid delusion
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Saturday, August 23, 2008. Just like a splendid delusion. You are not a dream, a ghost,. An apparition, but you have risen. From the dust of a deep corner,. I know for real that you were with me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). If leaving is the right thing to do, then i'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you.". With Love from Jen - Adam Fields. Hindi ako palagiang malungkot pero hindi rin sa lahat ng pagkakataon ako ay masaya.o:. My other self [:).
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poems: May 2009
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Sunday, May 17, 2009. There was sleep. starving sleep. and the irritation of half awakedness. and the punishment of a romantic failure. it might be time to go soon. 'coz there is a light like a gun from out of the windows. explosive to the eyes. it might be time. so wake up. wake up now, dammit! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). If leaving is the right thing to do, then i'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you.". With Love from Jen - Adam Fields. My other self [:).
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poems: tulang dulot ng matagal na paghiga at pangungulila
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Thursday, October 30, 2008. Tulang dulot ng matagal na paghiga at pangungulila. Kung paanong tinalo mo ang buwan at mga tala sa langit ko ay gayunding pinawi mo ang mga ulan na labis na nagpapalungkot. Iyong mga titig, yaong mga titig na hindi ko naibabalik, kung paanong ako'y nawawala sa mga pagkakataong binibigay mo 'yun, natutunaw, ay gayunding ako'y natatangay sa mga sandaling naalala ko 'yun. Hmmmmushy. ano ba tagalog ng mushy, ha? Hmmmsabi mo eh. uh.ano daw? November 24, 2008 at 12:57 AM.
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poems: October 2008
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Thursday, October 30, 2008. Tulang dulot ng matagal na paghiga at pangungulila. Kung paanong tinalo mo ang buwan at mga tala sa langit ko ay gayunding pinawi mo ang mga ulan na labis na nagpapalungkot. Iyong mga titig, yaong mga titig na hindi ko naibabalik, kung paanong ako'y nawawala sa mga pagkakataong binibigay mo 'yun, natutunaw, ay gayunding ako'y natatangay sa mga sandaling naalala ko 'yun. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). With Love from Jen - Adam Fields. My other self [:).
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poems: April 2008
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008. Words, words, words. Once i had a gift,. Make love out of words;. Now taken in a drift. Drift, let's call him love. No words a poet could write. So as no peace could bring a dove;. Like a fight without any might. It cripples my hand. So as the ripple of my thought. It gives no demand, none, neither demand;. The riddle of love put it all in slaught. Go, curse Cupid,. Go, curse the doubt. Either way it's stupid. For love from nowhere it sprout. And shadows of the moon;. If leavin...
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poems: June 2008
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Thursday, June 12, 2008. Dit ditditdit didit dit di diditditdit di ditdi. Kung ikaw ay isang kasalanan di bale na. Kung ang tama ay katumbas ng paglayo sa'yo,. Di bale nang maging mali ako sa mahabang panahon. Kung wala na akong ginagawang tama, di bale na. Masaya akong andyan ka. Alam kong masaya ka din dahil di kita iniwan. Masaya na ako sa maliliit na tagpong tampok ang marami m. Ong tuwa at tawa. Masaya na ako makipagtaguan sa teacher ko habang tumtyempo sa pagbasa ng txt mo. At para sa mga ngiti mo,.
