Prudence

Prudence

Prudence – or self-control; careful about one’s conduct; circumspect. Basically it means to avoid offending one’s fellowmen and not to boast of one’s exploits or intellectual prowess. It is actually okay to talk about prudence and all those related things. But comparing yourself to another person is another thing, and to some people, it must not be done. Especially if you are comparing yourself to someone ten times more hardworking than you are. Ika nga nila in Filipino, “Okay lang…

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Spare What is Left of My INNOCENCE

Spare What is Left of My INNOCENCE

Spare what is left of my innocenceSpare my young mind of the things I could not grasp very wellSpare what is left of my innocence from things that I am not yet ready to doI do not want to end up living the life like the majorities do I am not a person whom you could manipulate that easilyI may be young but I know what is best for meRespect my decisions please; I do not want to lose the…

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Sa Cartero ni San Pedro

Sa Cartero ni San Pedro

Ginoong Cartero, isang magandang araw sa inyoMaari niyo po bang ipahatidAng isang mensahe para kay San PedroAlam kong malayo ang iyong lalakbayinKaya’t heto, iyong pakinggan ang lahat ng aking hilingSa kanya po sana ay inyong masabi Na sa isang tao ako ay sabikHinihiling ko na kahit isang ulitAy madama ko muli sa aking noo ang kaniyang halikMaramdaman muli init ng kaniyang yakapAt tinig na kay sarap pakinggan Ginoong Cartero, isang magandang araw sa inyoMaari niyo po bang ipahatidAng isang mensahe…

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Random Poems :D

Random Poems :D

I wrote the one stanza poem on the picture above. The raw photo is from Nikki’s Deviantart account. 🙂 I wrote two poems this evening, both are short and untitled. Below this paragraph is the other poem I wrote. I hope you like it 🙂 Whoever said that Neverland does not exist haven’t met a man as true as he isHe is not Peter, I am not Wendy, and there is no Captain Hooke, no little fairyThere is only him…

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The Last Goodbye

The Last Goodbye

(A Prequel to “It’s Time to Say Adieu”) I never really like saying goodbye to people even if I know where they will be going.  I actually often get the feeling that I will not be permanently seeing those people, and that they will not remember me. So instead of saying bye, I would just simply say “see you”. But perhaps there really are incidents in one’s life that would trigger them to say those words that they do not…

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Time to Say Adieu

Time to Say Adieu

Every person has a life story to share and here is a portion of mine. I was only four years old when I last saw my father. Since then I never heard from him. But I was told a lot of stories about him, what he was like, what he does and who he is. Those stories formed an image inside my head, and it was of a man that I must despise and must not look for and expect…

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Shard of Glass

Shard of Glass

I have always been fond of looking at glass shards. I just find them fascinating. I have a friend who finds this habit of mine a little peculiar. One day, he asked me why I find glass shards attractive, and I explained to him my reason. A shard of glass is used to be part of a whole. It could be a beautifully-shaped bottle that used to hold expensive wine or a classic letter inside. It could be a beer…

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Cover Girl

Cover Girl

Guess who’s on the cover of Pyre? The College Dept. Literary folio. Yup, unfortunately it was me… and not only did it feature me on its cover, but it also features two of my best poems and two photo-essays 🙂 LOL I’m proud of my poems being published but I’m not happy about the cover… I guess I’m never really ever gonna be model material. Creepy model, sure… Exhibit A (photo above).

Jam 88.3 5th year anniversary,

Jam 88.3 5th year anniversary,

So it’s 30 minutes past midnight… and I just got home from one heck of a night at Eastwood City, QC. It was such a great experience…. the first band (that we saw) playing was Kjwan, and since I have the hots for its lead vocalist, Marc Abaya, I pulled my step sister inside, right beside the stage where I was only a few more inches away from the band. They played three songs, one of which I like the…

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