Challenging Journey With Life

In our lifetime we met alot of people. Strangers become friends. Friends become family. Some just disappeared and we never heard anything back then. People come and go just like seasons changes. Few left great impact in our lives - happy, sad, painful memories - while others were just passerby trying to pull us down or lift us high. In the end, they are the reasons why we are here, how capable we are to face life, what we become is greatly influenced with these past events, relationships even hardships and misfortunes.

I often asked myself if I am blessed or cursed. I tried to take a peak of that road sign that says "End of the Race" but I always fail. No matter how well planned my life I wanted to be there are those detours and pit stops that either makes my journey worthy or worthless. When things get into me, I always find myself in the corner of my room crying my heart out letting the pillows absorb all my miseries and heartaches. I often have this I-Pity-Myself-Alone-Time. And at this crucial times in my life, I feel relieved and telling myself that things will be alright soon. Am I blessed? Yes, I am still blessed with family who never get tired to understand me, who loves me unconditionally despite all the mistakes I have done, who never doubt my capabilities and more importantly who still believes in me despite all my imperfections. I have few friends, whom randomly make me feel loved and cared. And those people whom I never knew, I haven't meet that for sure will give colors to my world. I am perfectly imperfect and permanently and inevitable flawed. 

Once in awhile I love traveling the challenges life have been given me because it just proves one important thing - I AM ALIVE! Being alive and having these moments of ups and downs is what makes the journeyreally worth traveling for. 

Live. Laugh. Love.

Butterfly..fly fly away.

In the depths of the jungle I saw a very beautiful butterfly flying freely from one flower to another. Its big flapping wings that radiates with the shining sun. Its unique colors that stood up from the rest of its kind. I was in awe  by its beauty so I decided to take it home with me.

Everyday I play with the butterfly. We run, jump and I even sing songs. Those are the happiest days of my life. Just knowing I got someone I could talk with, laugh with and even cry with. The most peaceful place is with this butterfly.

Days, months passes by I realized I've been keeping it for long. It got bored and lonely. I thought it needs more flowers so I planted more and nourished it with more love and care. One day, I am so excited to see the butterfly only to see that it was sitting in this big yellow flower looking to sad. There I know I must set it free. I was too selfish to have its time on me not realizing it needs to see the outside world. To mingle and have fun with it own kind. To freely enjoy the beauty of the life it have. And most especially to bring joy, love and happiness to others. With a heavy heart, I took it and set it free and I know it is the happiest day of the butterfly's life : the time it finally got its freedom.


... I woke up realizing it was just a dream. A dream that is so real that left prints in my pillow.

I AM

I am the night,

Longing to see the light.

I am the sea,

Searching the lost Atlantis in the depths.

I am the moon,

I live only because of the sun's light.

I am the leaves,

Standing still with the dew.

I am the rain,

Waiting to be thrown from the clouds.

I am the wind,

Running around the vast humid desert.

I am the sand,

Lying naked as you passes by.

I am the life,

Without you I will die.

Beyond The Horizon

I dare not to look into your eyes,
Full of stories that tells no lie.

I dare not to speak into your lips,
Where love prevails, a feeling that never sleeps.

I dare not to touch your hands,
Thats full of longing and hugs.

I dare not hear the beats of your heart,
Speaks the name of the desired one.

Beyond the horizon speaks no name but yours,
Heard no beat but your heart,
Touched no one but your soft hands.

Beyond the horizon, where I live in paradise,
Dancing and singing,
Jumping and laughing.

Beyond the horizon there is only me and you.

A Moment To Remember

What happened if two was once lovers met in a busy subway of New York? How will the conversation start? What's their reactions would look like?

Think of your favorite bedtime story. As you learn to memorize the lines day by day, imagining the scenes in your thoughts every night and suddenly it becomes a habit before going to bed. By the time you got over it, realizing you are too old to stick with them, you will look for a more mature stories which you can relate on. A story that will depicts the reality of life - that life is not about happily every after but surviving and choosing decisions every minutes of it. With our busy life, our work and other priorities we come home, eat and sleep. No more bedtime story. Then one day, while sitting in your room as you watch the sky cries and roars you suddenly remembers it. Your feet took you to the place where you left it and suddenly there is an unexplained rush of excitement to reread it again. And as you slowly turns the pages you cannot help but smile thinking the memories you had once.

We always have that very special someone in our lives. Someone that made our life so meaningful and beautiful. The one that make us lose our balance but at the same time keep us on our equilibrium. The first person that sees the true us - our one true love, our soul mate. Soul mates are not the person whom we will get married and have children with. They can be the middle person whom you have a magical connection with. The person who has been and will always be there for you no matter whatever  the circumstances maybe. The person who chooses to stay behind the curtain as everybody plays their roles on the stage. And when life caught us in between, the memories of that person always give us a recurrent burst of love and safety. Like a  music that keeps on playing in our hearts eventhough we forgot the lyrics. Just like our favorite bedtime story - we may not be able to have read it again but it stays in our hearts, the ex-lovers met in the subway - time fast so fast and changed their lives but the sparks is still there.

And just like them, in the middle of the night where I cant sleep, I keep on replaying you.

My Snoring Bear

I have this bear who is just so cute
He likes to eat even though he sometimes puke
He loves to climb, to swing and jump
He run a mile and stop for awhile.

I have this bear who is so hairy and smoothy.
He loves strawberries, mangoes and even seeds!
He swims, roar and sometimes being grumpy
He wants to play in the field until the sun sets.

I have this bear who often snore when he sleeps
He rest his sleepy head on the stone so cold.
His tummy moves, up and down and up!
Snoring but he never was boring.

Angels of Mine

Beyond the distance where my eyes couldnt reach
Im longing for their hugs and kisses,
The thought makes me weak.
Their voices and laughters,
Their giggles and crying
Left my heart to bleed
And slowly make me dying.

Their silly smiles and their witty minds
Make me sigh,
Im so blessed for the angels of mine.
Those pouting little lips that resembles mine
Hahahaha, little honeys as what my mom always says.

For every beat of my heart, speaks your names
For every blink of my eyes, your faces I only see.
For every breath I take, longs to be with you
Please hold on for I'll be coming soon.