I find myself writing again in a blog which I have not written on in a long time. I wonder what compels me to write?  I guess it is the emotions that I feel at the time.

November 23, 2016

It is like I'm here, but I'm not.

Like someone cares,

But they really don't. 

Like I belong somewhere

else, anywhere but here.

It's like you're in this moment in time,

But the second hand is stuck. 

You ticked, but the tock never came

And the world just kept on spinning

And you remain the same. 

It's at that moment that 

you lose control

Everything is shaking

You can't think straight.

You break...

I feel the darkness slowly creeping in,

The emptiness opening its mouth

Swallowing me whole. 

I want to just welcome the void. 

I think it would be easier that way....

Tidbits: Random thoughts and musings:

     The grass is green and the earth beneath it is brown.

But why do people think of the earth as dirt instead of the nourishment it gives so that the grass can remain lush and green?

     Which do you prefer to see? That blue stain on a white shirt or that the shirt is white?

Does one prefer to fnd the fault in another over the good traits they have?

They say the eyes are the window of the soul. So if all you see are the bad side of things, maybe that says something about how you perceive yourself.

UrbanKnight Tidbits: last post - September 2013

Has it been three months since I last posted? Hongtagal na!!!

Urbanknight Tidbits: Coming to terms...

Doesn't matter where you came from. what matters is where you go from here...

Your past is your past. The only thing you can do about it is learn from it.

And so I have....

The first time I met you...

I wrote this the first time I met you-know-who. I actually forgot about this until this afternoon while I was cleaning out my box...


"Esmeralda"

Isang umaga sa gitna ng mga batuhang lansangang
Rubi at esmeralda,
Ika'y aking nakita
Ikaw'y naliligaw, nawawala, naghahanap,
Natutuwa akong natulungan ka.

Isang umaga sa gitna ng mga kalsadang
Rubi at esmeralda,
Ika'y aking nakita
Ikaw'y nasilayan, napagmasdan at nakilala,
Ikinagagalak kong napaglingkuran ka.

Ikalawang araw ng paghaharap,
Kita'y nakadaupang-palad,
Bawat katagang namutawi sa iyong mga labi
Ay aking ninamnam
Ano'ng saya't nakadaupang-palad ka.
Ay! Sana'y kaparis kita ng nadarama.



I was never able to finish this out... but I like how it all played out..

I don't know when I'll come back to this poem but I definitely would like to  be there as this story unfold.


Cheers!