Blue Rose Red Lips

With a blossoming shimmer it stood there,

Caught by the shadows lonesome movement,

Partners with the leaf as long as child's hand,

And as thin as a paper alone on a desk,

Cellphone in hand,

Lipstick on a salute,

Hair still,

Not a wind felt by my skin,

Windows left untouched,

Mirror showing a vast reflection.

So many things in this room,

So little things with answers,

All collecting dusts from today and for tomorrow,

All sitting alone wanting to be felt,

A girl I am,

No ordinary one I may say,

I wonder at night in my head,

Alone, nay,

Peaceful , yes.

I reached the rose,

Parched its long body from the head,

Reached for the saluting lipstick,

Lips are darkened in a minute,

Sunglasses making its entrance as it stands at the corner.

Vanity stood its highest tonight,

The rose with the lips,

Parched lips meet again,

Water running down the neck,

Silence lingering.

I made it,

I made my mark,

Silent as a feather falling from a sky,

Fast as a cheetah hunting for its prey,

I made my art with this ROSE,

And these LIPS.

Never to parch with yours,

Never to miss those glimmering eyes in the sun,

And those soft yet warming cheeks at night.

RED LIPS BLUE ROSE.

I'll Miss You!

You've been with me for 5 years,
Hope on me,
Bite me,
You ran across the room as I walked passed,
You found grounds,
You made marks,
I'll miss you my rabbit,
I'll miss you a lot.

I cried for you as I heard,
I whispered for you as I thought,
I won't forget your soft, soft hug,
I wont forget your little teeth,
And that cute small mouth,
Those eyes that stare,
At me from you,

Don't forget that I'll always love you,
Don't forget that I never regret,
Those bites,
Those poop,
Those pee I see,
I'll remember those yells fro dad,
But I'll never forget how much I loved you!

So much I'll loose,
So much I'll miss,
But one things for sure,
I'll never miss,
I'll never love,
Something,
Someone,
As much as i miss and love you!

--This is dedicated to my rabbit who's been with me for 5 years and meant a lot to me.
My dear ANGEL ill miss you a lot i loved you a lot.--

Asked to be Answered, Answered to be Asked

I reached,
I yelled,
So far,
So near,
What mistakes,
What corrections,
So many questions I ask,
So many answers to be asked of,
What do you ask,
What can you answer,
What risks,
What pain,
What glory,
Do you answer questions?
Answer this.
How many answers and questions do you ask without asking and answering again?It's hard to see,
It's hard to accept,
Bu we never find the last answer of everthing,
Mindblowing isnt it.
Ask again?

From Him, My Heart

If I say I love you million times,
Still it won't be enough,
Because I just love you so much,
No one can say how much,
In my heart you will always be,
Forever, Forever,
Here or there,
Near or far,
My love will be,
Wherever you are,
I'll never leave your hand,
You are everything for me,
I can never see you sad,
Forever I'll be on your side,
You are the one,
You are my soulIf without you,
What the reason to live in this world,
I can touch the sky for you,
I'll always be with you,
You are my life partner,
No one, no one will take your place,
In this world until heaven,
I'll never break my promise,
You are the cure of my pain,
You are my AMAZING gal,
Because ever since you have come in my life,
You have completely changed my world,
That makes me believe,
I'll love you till the end,
Because it feels so great,
When you are around,
Happiness which I feel,
No one can ever describe,

from pavah..my one and only....i felt like crying when he made this for me =]

No Man nor No Immortal

I'm a traveler,
I walk for days and I make journals as you make smiles,
I make my journey a tale,
as you make your life a factor,
I wea rclothes from the trash,
As you wear clothes from the stores,
I eat food from scratch,
As you eat food from the world,
I sleep under a tree,
As you sleep on a wide bed filled with silk,
I meet people I talk to,
As you meet people who are opposite,
Im a traveler,
Young and old,
I dont know my age,
I have no birthday,
I speak no language that you speak,
I have no money nor no change,
I have no life nor am I dead,
I am no mortal nor am I immortal,
What you call me is true,
What you make of me is false,
I might be what you hear and speak of,
But I aint what you see,
Many options, can't you see?
Many words, can't you pick?
I am no man nor am I an alien,
I am what I am,
And i'll die as His own.
You speak again, you lie,
You see again, you betray your sight.
See what I see and let me hear you again.

--you see and you judge,but do you learn before you touch?--

The Lost Legacy

How many miles would you have ran for the one you love,

How many chances, mistakes and burdens would you have taken on?

What would you have given up for HIM OR HER,

What made you forget what you stand for,

What person do you stand from here on out,

Do you leave a legacy,

Do you leave a mark?

Your legacy,

Your story,

What do you make of yourself,

You left your home,

You left a legacy,

What have you forgotten?

What have you ignored?

Do you still stand alone?

Or do you stand confused?

You have choices,

You have feet,

Stand,

Shout,

And make your legacy stand longer.

The Seekers and the Story Tellers

Seeker :

I saw, I passed, I made visions real.
I crossed the other world, I saw what you cant see,
I dreamt and I woke,
I passed and I told,
I seek, I make no lies
I make logic,
Logic to eyes of truth,
and nonsense to eyes of lies,
How the truth hurts, yes
But how the lies can make smiles, mystery.
Yes, I make my eyes open
And my hands draw,
And I let you see what you can't touch, what you cant see.
What do I ask from you,
I ask faith,
Hope,
and you yourself to see without being there.


Story Teller:

I make tales into smiles,
And dreamers into thinkers,
I tell stories,
I make children sleep,
I make them imagine,
Can you read?
Can you imagine?
If you can't ill speak,
No words need to be read,
No scripts must be made,
Let me think,
Let me talk.
Are you asleep,
Are you dreaming,
Let me make more,
Let me make people dream,
Let me make colors,
And let you know how I tell your tales...


--seekers VS. story tellers--

the minds of todays futures

This was a poem nominated for the best poem of 2005, written by an african kid.


When i born,
i black.
When i grow up,
i black.
When i go under the sun,
i black.
When i sick,
i black.
And when i die,
i black.

And you white fella,
when you born,
you pink.
When you grow up,
you white.
When you go in sun,
you red.
When you cold,
you yellow.
When you sick,
you green.
And when you die,
you grey.

And your calling me colored?!

a story from him...

text message from Pavah Hofer dates april 30,2008 at 12:38 pm.


I wasn't able to write you anything when I left so I hope you will like this...
This message starts on Monday. (rated version)

Hi sweetie this is something for you I hope you like it.
Monday:
In the morning I met up with her at jollibee with a friend. I gave her a necklace with a crown on it as she gives me a box which contained two messages, a necklace with a heart and a glass rose which i loved. Later that day we arrived at the destination of the party we went and greeted out friends. Everything was going so well. As we went to the corner to talk, I didn't actually think it would come down to this. She wanted HALF as those words have gone with a final. I knew this was going to happen cause i mistreated her like I was just playing with a toy. I felt as if my heart I gave as a whole not as a half was shattered into many tiny pieces. I pleaded and begged and hope she would give me one last chance from all she has given me. Her kind and gentle heart gave me one last chance. She then helped me fix mine. I then dropped her home, we both knew I was going to be gone for a really long time, too long for us not to be seeing each other we both cried that night. "Why couldn't the world let us be?" these words were going through my head again and again. Eventually I fell into a deep sleep where nightmares came up from everywhere.

Tuesday:
I then woke up noticing it was just a dream, a dream that she didn't give me that one last chance. I felt at that morning that a wall was placed in between me and her. Not being able to touch and feel but only hear. I left home for Manila where I did nothing the whole day. Soon at night I thought of writing her a message back to her for the 2 messages she wrote me. I wanted her to know how I felt for her. I love her, nothing would change that.

Wednesday:
I have finaled my message. Hopping she would like it..With all the love I could give her always I love her. <3

~END~

Sweetie I hope you like it. I know you like stories so I sorta made it like one. I love you so much and I miss you. I'm sorry for typos, if there are any i cried again while making this message, There was nothing in my mine the whole day but you. I love you forever and ever babe :) :-* <3>

newbee

okay so im a total newbee to this blog thing and all so bear with me if i look like a loser an all: ))

Starting from scratch isnt one of the things we people like to do right? I mean we always like to be at the top right away, sad to say that isnt one bit possible..nope not one bit..But thats the magic, starting from the bottom and reaching to the top. As hard and tiering as it seems it will be fun along the way. Name one time when you didnt have fun while starting from scratch... Okay maybe some people are out there who could answer that, but i mean comon isnt there atleast ONE time you had fun while trying to reach to the top. You might meet very hard challenges on the way. Like people who are afraid that youll over come them, or you being negative or anything possible thing that can stop you.

Take for example me I have a summer job (was forced to work.lol) at jollibee (for those who dont know who it is, its a fast food place). At first I wasnt one bit happy with the idea, my father came up with the whole thing i was hoping not to get into to it. I got in to it, i worked behind the counter, ashamed of what I was doing not realizing that it was actually helping me in many ways. Ok so 2 weeks past im starting to enjoy my time there (amazingly) and I actually do the job the regular workers do, which for me is kinda hard but I still give it ago. So i mean see you just cant start from the top and stay there, most likely if you start from the top you end up at the bottom... I might be embarassing and all but I mean face the things the others couldnt and feel proud, who knows if they did it they might stink more than you LOL

fun vs. boredom

People say that when you have fun time goes by fast, too fast that you wouldnt want the day to end, but when your bored and not really having a great time whenever you look at the clock it feel like the time is exactly the same as it was 5 mins. ago. Now that one thing I hate when having fun, having to have to end the day right away even thought you dont want to. We never notice the time whenever we have fun, you know why its because we dont want to. We wanna keep the day going till it cant go any further we wanna keep the fun alive and the boredom away.

Have you ever had this kind of feeling, I bet you have. Not one of my friends I know have not felt this feeling. Especially me and my boyfriend. Its sad it really is, but you know what theres actually an up side to it. Imagine, you had so much fun that day that maybe the next day you could have twice as much fun as you had the day before. Or vice versas you could not have so much fun as you had the day before. Now im actually making an effort to have FUN. Since my boyfriend is away for vacation (sucks to be me now) but like i want the days to go by fast so hell be back faster :)

well this is the end of my 1ST BLOG..yeepi me!!:))

well later :)