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Showing posts from July, 2007

My Haikus

a meek fur in cave its echoes, catching z's all around, then, a petal moves orange leaves fell from a tree caressing my palms... a fiery ball between two bulky hills targets paleness of cheeks a color holding on to a petal the invisible strands blew hard lost... green spines from still dense branches housing fur inside small bean thrown on soil-- a tree... raise, O, broken saucer strands of wind slap your rays all are hiding heart shaped frames on trees they hover humming silence brown hands humming along by its body curves-- it sang sword thrust green frames, worms bodies are nourished in dark, back to stillness white snow sheet covers the compact soil deep down, shaking bodies shivering bones alone under resting twigs shadows from heavenly craters eyelashes worshipped the glare reflected the color of the leaves as droplets of ice fall with the strands of branches rattle with the twigs forming graceful steps as a catterpillar in a cocoon clothed with anticipation it's opening,

Cartography

People are blindfolded cartographers of life.

Suffer

All my life, I've learned to suffer in silence... Source: Witch of Portobello by Paolo Coelho Reflection: Let me say it, "All my life, I've learned to suffer in silence" . This has been the only way I knew best to keep friendships, relationships and acquaintances. Every time I am at rage, I keep it deep down my recesses of emotional seas... It created typhoons within, huriccanes of mixed emotions. It lambasted the serenity of my undisturbed waters. Although this turbulence shakes my identity, virtues rose from the blue waters of my melancholy. After the adversities I was beset, calmness settles in--the sun is once again visible, animals in hibernation went out their hide-outs, celebrating the beauty of nature's placidity. At the end of the day, I am still seeing my friends' delightful countenance, they still call me by name and I kept my bonds of my personal lines of events.

Defiance

Keeping one's virginity is a rightful defiance.

To Look For

"We might find something that we weren't looking for which might be just we were looking for, really..." Source: Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff