Saturday, June 30, 2012

Explanation of an emotion

True love, true, sad
True love, true, bad
True love, false, blind
True love, fake nature

Love is true but sad
Love is real bad yet
Love is blind but can see
Love can hurt but it's nice

What is true love so the water flows around
the great river of tears
And it causes the bitter taste of life which is
so foul

A taste of life that is sweet site
But the bitter end
Language can enjoy these foods bitter
but connot bitternesby enjoy the feeling of
an Emotion

Yet many people want to feel that emotion
For her sweet perfume attracts bees buzz
be invited to taste its nectar

Through thought I admit
I am also attracted to its sweet taste
E 'bitterness seems to be ignorant
eventually

Friday, June 29, 2012

The dream

Love, no matter if I cry,
And if you laugh I do not care;
Foolish I think,
But it should be there.

Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking,
White and awful the moonlight reached
On the floor, and somewhere, somewhere
There was a shutter loose-gnashing!

Swaying in the wind and without wind-
I was afraid and turned to her,
Put my hand to you for comfort-
And you were gone! Cold as the dew,

Under my hand the moonlight lay!
Love, I do not care if you laugh,
But if I weep it will not be subject-
Ah, you should be there.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Forbidden Feelings

Together, we will be fearless dark angels

Together, we firmly hold high

Flying in the sky of history prohibited

Slip away from discrimination hands

Escaping from the clutches of prejudice

Cover our ears from cursing languages

Together, they embrace the secluded w

Finding the beauty of unacceptable

Touching the fires of mortal sin

The feeling bound, veiled in darkness

And now, we will continue toward the light

Spreading the wings of two angels dark dark

Never mind the dangers of the coming judgments

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

A Poet to His Father

I tried so hard to understand
Why should we be?

Your gift that year was a family divided
Gone in our lives then we were suddenly

I remember the stories you used to tell
There in my bed I would listen so well

A hymn of forgiveness plays softly hours
From them and me and her to you

Out of sadness and melancholy in the sky brightness and
For many years, I was longing for your return

The wounds healed, scars, gone, a new beginning
An agreement uninterrupted guitar is set to be strummed
A bright chapter of our lives has long started
The pain and tears are now once upon ...


- Sometimes written in 1988
Rehashed on Thursday, January 20, 2005
While listening to circumvent the "pain" in Budapest
('Too Blind to Hear', 2002, Easy Street)

© 2005 elf ideas

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

A poet to his Mother

I have not been too vocal in the past
My respect and love for them are so vast
Sings an old ballad: "Some good things never last"
But for me, O Mother, put your trust

My childhood memories with you and the Father
You are in my heart, well maintained, will never be lost
Our countless strolls in Luneta and Ongpin
They were magical as Aladdin's lamp

Your tears well shed tears and laughed heartily
Till my twilight I will always remember

To be happy and love one another
You taught us, my sisters and me beautiful
Forgiveness in our hearts, she said, should be free
The reason we continue to be better

The pains and sacrifices that you have been
I've shared everything with you, know it's true
Every up and downs, you're always nearby
Me-believer, comforting, reassuring

Like a chicken, we have raised alone
As the chicks, we have followed with affection

I could have caught and
You scratched from time to time
Whatever pain I'd had to forgive my rhyme ...
For you, I will always ... hoping to dream ...

I have not been too vocal in the past
Although you know my love and respect are vast
A few years more must pass-oh time, as a joke!
Yet the desire to go home I'll never stop


- On Tuesday 18th January 2005;
Surrey, British Columbia, Canada
While listening to "Ode" to my family "by The Cranberries
('No Need to Argue', 1994, Polygram Records)

© 2005 elf ideas

Sunday, June 24, 2012

A poet for his firstborn

I finally found the woman
Who would be your mother and fairy

Lucky for you
She is everything I could ever want

Your mother and I
I'm so were friends before
We began to love

Or should I say,
In our hearts, we love each other
Long before we decided to stay together

You may have arrived late in the life of your parents'
But this is the reason that they are special
Not only us but also to all the people
Who takes care of us

I promise
Whatever happens
We will give all
You'll Ever Need

I am sure that
Your mother will love you
As he loves me and how I love you

Just promise me two things:
As we grow
Love to learn, read and write-
That is the key to
Understand the world and
Accept what your neighbors are and who

And most importantly
Love and respect your mother
As much as I respect and love

- 24:55 pm, Wednesday, October 27, 2004;
Surrey, British Columbia, Canada
While listening to "Do They Know It's Christmas?" by Band Aid
(Christmas Single, 1984, Columbia / Mercury Records)

© 2004 elf ideas

Saturday, June 23, 2012

A poet for his future wife

(My girlfriend, Charlotte Belialba)


If I met in my youth
These days I have been wilder and freer
Could you love me again?

If I met in my youth
When my heart was restless and false
Could have persevered and stayed?

The mental image of you who have always painted
Soft-haired, the flowers on your head
Starry eyes smiling in idyllic
Lovely lips, skin, soft
Would you like you loved me then
As you love me now?

The smell of my summer siesta
We Magic on the swing
Besides the generous apple
In the courtyard lawn
Mike's cousin and his family's house

Moments spent longing for my 'Lao Jia'
It might have been dreaming and hoping
In moments the same for someone like me?
I could have been the portrait of your love
Even if I had not come?

- 10:58, Monday, June 14, 2004;
Surrey, British Columbia
While listening to "When I See You Smile" by Bic Runga
('Beautiful Collision', 2002, Columbia)

© 2004 elf ideas

Friday, June 22, 2012

Sonnets for rain

(Never Paggao Rain, a band mate, a best friend and brother I had)


* Rain *

Your words are magic diamonds,
I am always on my mind.
Your thoughts are simple, sublime, divine;
They supported my mood.
In joy or sorrow, loss or gain,
Your songs poured like rain.
Not once before when we were young,
I've been in drought;
Have you ever poured like rain real
'Nriching me joy.
And now you are far away
My friend, I miss you so much.
The friendship built on brotherly love
Can last until old age.


* Moon *

When you were the sun, while I moon
We do not care.
The light you cast on my path
He never made me blind;
For you possess a noble soul,
The pride that will never touch.
Words like rays of her pen did shine
Enlightened me.
The songs you did, hope you gave
They are always in my heart.
When 'it was my turn to be the sun,
Moon How did you do your part.
Who has the Sun or the Moon, I know,
We do not care.


* Star *

So many bards singing stars,
the beauty of who you saw.
The strings are strummed on the guitar
I had always brought joy.
I wove the words, the songs are plucked-
They blended-harmony!
Among the stars of our songs in retirement;
They shine when I'm sad.
I know, the stars, in fact,
These are but a gas combustion.
Nevertheless, it is still
The most brilliant that I can see.
A star-is what you always
Forever 'nspiring me!


* Rainbow *

In different shades you came to me
In times when I was blue.
Then in December, I remember when-
Oh, what a meeting!
I've admired my clothes with care;
In turn, you have surprised me, too:
Your tricks and licks on your guitar-
The start of something new
Wave. The music made us brothers,
Located in one trip,
Who have changed our lives forever.
How colorful was!
Among the many friends I have ...
The rainbow smiled at you.

© 2005 elf ideas

Thursday, June 21, 2012

A place in the area ...

Entered the room
He sat beside his bed all night
I watched your daily fight
I did not know
The pain was almost more than I could bear
But I still hear your last words to me ...

Heaven is a place nearby
So do not be so far away
And if you try to find me
Maybe you'll find me one day
Heaven is a place nearby
So no need to say goodbye
I ask not to cry
I will always be by your side

You just vanished
Spread your wings you flew
Way to something unknown
I wish I could bring you back
You're always on my mind
About destroy myself apart
have a special place in my heart
Still ...

Even if I go to sleep
I can still hear your voice
And those words I never forget ...

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

You know how it feels to be behind the scenes?

You know how it feels?
To watch someone you dear
Trust me there is no emotion
A spectator is all that can ever be, I fear

It 's like a movie, you see
Where "I can see but can not see me"
You reach out and try to touch
Yet it is as if much

You know how it feels?
To have your loved one look through the eyes of you
I'll put it bluntly: it kills
Knowing that will never be part of the view

It 'like I was nothing but air
They exist, but nobody cares
You try to be at least a fog
But it will not work, attention can not be crushed

You know how it feels?
Loving someone from afar
Moments of painfully stealing glances
Your heart filled with love but with a scar

You know how it feels?
To pine for something that had never
Believing in something unreal
To try to make sense of something so crazy

Well ... I do
So, if you only knew
Every day I long for you
I know it sounds absurd
But I promise it's true

So now I say:
Wherever you are, whatever you do
Always keep in mind, I'll always be there for you

Whether you succeed or fail
Through lost earnings and
I will always love you
Even from behind the curtain

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

PERSPECTIVE

So ...! Maybe you can not have

Maybe I'll never

But when I think of it this way:

"You do not me ...

And you know what you're missing ...

With all brands of lovin 'I can prove "

Hah!

And 'more than makes up for all time

I'm sorry you can not be mine.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Li'l A PRAYER

Li'l A PRAYER


God ... help me find
good or bad
joy to the sad
fun in crowds
has been in.


And please help me see
the man with the boy
style fashion
add the sum in
love the bastard ...

Amen.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Hunger

your skin is my flesh,
with blood flowing in my veins.
your heart is my aviary,
where the laity after the flight.

Your eyes are my way,
the road illuminated by the powerful sun.
your kiss is my soul
soul a desire for passion.

Your hands are my friends,
take me through my happiness.
your soul is my paradise,
the one above the sky.

mine-free world and body, getting my face?
face of my song for your heart be heard?
Let us be the only flower with roots red-tipped.
my dream will end their search, if you're here.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Sixteen saccharin

I sat on the floor;
my legs against my chest,
chin resting on my knees,
biting his lower lip upper
Fingers crossed against each other ...

I sighed, rolled his eyes and began to wonder.

im already sixteen years is still so hard to hold back tears.

hours im sixteen years my world is still surrounded by silly fears.

I still watch the stars twinkle and ask if,
nor eyes for a period of time that each color is full of rain.

indulge in the pleasures seem stupid to other shallow
and drown in endless dream to have such wonderful destinations.

im sixteen ...

These thoughts are worthy of time?

do not deserve to be welcomed whenever they try to visit my mind?

I deserve these fantasies that would undoubtedly be brought to life, but not on mine?

superficiality is a sin?
I am not guilty.

Joy is a mistake?
I have no regrets.

Being a child
is not stupid.

I created this to share reality with optimism;
breathed life with joy
and greatest hits
I am more than proud to share

are upshots of my frivolity,
fruit of incomparable sweetness resulting from equally delicious roots, my whole. ^ _ ^

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Life

life as it is
as they say cruel faith
life as it is
lose in his race time

No one can say life is beautiful
Or life is bad
Nothing is as it seems
everything is all a dream

Life as you know
has a vision of cruelty
accept that you can
And 'habit change immediently

As you move to life
The dreams we pass
not change at all
although many times we wonder why

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Bewildered

Lost ... she continues to seek,
In the woods of great uncertainty.
Non-aligned, never an array.
The battles heart reason.

Mind wants out, but held out.
is in a growing pain
Out of misery and frustration.
I compassion, drowning.

Uncertainty, you cannot see it.
But she is incredibly survived.
fast pace is aimed
Ask to go its way in the future.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Wayfarer

Dream of a traveler on his journey

tired without reaching for the stars

dream of finding his soul connection

that makes him, for his purpose

While his trek too high

perceive the environment by watching him

saw a flower on a separate floor crowded

and say that if only

And his journey continues to flow

because his heart never ceases to glow

while walking the road to find his rest

before his eyes tire nest

Learn a tree in a lonely room

where the handsome lead sadness.

stopping in front of the nightmare

providing Tomorrow's Quest.

Morning Comes, a long way to go

the morning sun seems to become too large.

As the trend towards a new road

attention to the flower next to a cross of a tomb has never been the name

As we approach the flower dear

his sweat fell as crystal clear

falling like rain

trying to relieve pain.

But he must go to the place he knows

on the beauty that the Flower Show

on a grass and sand

where to stand on his land.

Take fierceful flow

with slippery rocks and floating beams

strong wind and heavy rain

with dust and earth misty spot.

Miles and miles on his way to test

thought of the flower while the rest

the streets so many that passed through

Belle has never been lived.

Day and night seem so grim,

left and right looking dim

and in the dark horizon

a fall beneth star of Orion

wanting something to be

to overcome the battle that could be

and praying to the Almighty

to force him before his death.

Walking along a busy leaves

through soaring trees that Grieve.

The pinnacle of a hill

landscape can fill

looking for answers from above,

And 'what he has found love?

slipped from the top

falling incessantly

'Til stopped long after the fall

unconsciously slept down the hall,

requested by the sweet smell

flower next to his cheek.

The Almighty has his answer

the question was low,

God gave the treasure

for him for sure.

But he does not know what to do

ambivalent feelings that pass through,

two solid portion of the body

involving his feelings hurt.

The thought of what might arise

precise in the future,

the feeling of internal heat

Experience cancel

peering into the dark room

glance in the middle heedfully,

can not sleep in the twilight

hard to go deep eyes

cried aloud

before the dark cloud

"Oh, God!"

"Oh, God!"

"Shield me with your love,

bring me the light on! "

mind begin to spin

vision begins to thin.

'Til your mind ceases to think

and the eyes stop blinking,

bring peace to the dark

in his dreams ever lease.

The rays of the rising sun

straight directly in his eyes

received with great pride

face the greatest tide.

Things are all so clear

heart and mind state

to continue his journey

bringing the flower with you.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Memories

If the sky is blue,

all you gotta do is remember you.

I've had when you turned

head and says I love you.


We had each other when we

entered the ward to participate

hand and said I do.


It 'was a day to remember

for me and you and a memory

for the recovery of a love that

is intended to be always true.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Until We

The ability to see
love to be,
A time to share
I know this might be.

The love we had for life
to share as well, do not despair
if all seems so unfair.

I say this to you
wholeheartedly
I will always love you
Until part.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Could love this?

Silent songs all night.
musical rhythm that echoes your mind.
Beauty and goodness in sight
Could this be LOVE?

different emotions clogged your heart.
Only your face through my mind.
While waiting for his beautiful voice.
Could this be LOVE?

Moments as time flies,
Heart tickles the senses.
Taken by the arrow of Eros

I wonder how this could be love.
In the simple sentiments
as a thief in the night.
This must be love.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Changeth

For I am weak because they jump from ecstasy
covers prevailed and I bent death.
Idle am I? Tenables dirty?
Drossy are leap?

The mighty sun finally took me off the field,
he post'd on my pole,
he uplift'd my beaver,
could say only my presumption o'ercrows

My face, the sun spoke was a nickname
for it is said that milk,
face the reality that mine was retrograde
what he has seen his soul which is idle.

Gave a pink button by my hand,
Currently he later, my God unfold.
Repair dead end for me when I forgot,
Tape the love out of time to another.

The button flow'r chariest grew up with my hands,
and fin'lly, able to see,
no button is my feeling, but invisible
and finally laud I heard they are looking for.

I have listed my button from the world heavy
feling for my reputation has grown to deceive.
Each time the button around, yes it is always
presumption post mine through my brain.

Are now not pickpocket of bliss
for now I have mine,
withal of love from my heart and she
drossy hours are not usually, but yes mistress.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Broken Wings [Part 1]

The cry of my mother's all I'm hearing. My ears will not take stupid painful hearing those words where they came from.

I hate my skin to make me feel this pain and madness to stop me to say what's inside of me, the feeling of sadness and anger at myself.

I can feel my adrenaline when she calls me stupid or stupid and ends in punch the wall in my room, after having wounded and weak. But I am weaker than in reality my hands because I can not help myself.

I was slapped again and nearly punched by my mother's hand. The feeling was so strong .. made me cry. I still feel the pain in his right cheek and the pain in my chest ... inside my chest.

But with all this pain, I love my mother very much, but I do not want you to know. I really do not want you to know.
I am waiting one day she came up to me and say that I love. But in reality, is nothing but a dream.
I said what I feel about us but nothing happened .. I was slapped again.
I cry, coz 'I need to feel his loving arms rather than heavy hand of blood from my heart.
Do not you hear my heart?

Me: an animal. My mother said this a thousand times. I'm really an animal?

We need to be? I take the pain and give a smile? I need to feel those painful words? And 'this is my life?

These wounds can heal wounds, but not disappear. I need God because I am broken.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

For some

from what is still in love with you:

Continue final
going beyond
more one insists to get by.
I can not say that I hate
by then was my heart.
I drowned in that indescribable emotion
he used to keep afloat;
above all else,
through the darkness,
I was brilliant
It was because of what I once had
... With you.

I still have it in me
and pray that some of what was once ours is with you 'til now.
but even if you went
my will remain forever
not wondering if you turned your back and are completely gone.

I tried to deny that is the same depth.
I'm trying to be strong,
all the while pretending that I'm fine.
I met a person
but I could not love the madness of a tie,
the same way I loved madly.
You will still be the only one who has learned to keep my heart in the palms of the hands,
from the moment your eyes noticed me staring at you for so long,
'Til now, despite realizing that you wait until the moment is kind of silly. I know it's wrong.
And 'stupidity, but who could blame me?
Even if you want to let go of my heart,
it only becomes more painfully tight grasp firm.

I do not want to say goodbye til 'for another time, I see you.
You made it so difficult for me but if
that will not turn things between me and my feelings for you.
You still have all of me.

one who loves what is still in love with you:

I do not want to force things out
so just ignore the sight of me crying
my eyes flooded with tearful choose the time,
my trembling lips you've always wanted to put on your
want to feel your presence,
hoping to feel the spark,
hesitant and want to keep my arms wrapped as tight embrace.
I may just
to drown myself in that indescribable emotion,
and I do not care if I get hurt because of this.
I have a choice
However, even if what I chose what would make me cry more,
I can not turn our backs on it.
I will be worse a wonderful,
much more valuable than an idiot.
Even if one day I know this is what I'll become
to continue to love someone who is going to love someone else.

What could be more impressive to love someone who loves someone else?

This is ... love someone who does not know love at all.