Feel and breathe

A series of push and pull,
We stop and we go,

No destination, lots of complications,
And reasons for hesitation,

I give up,
Block the reasoning and let everything go,

Feel and breathe,
Now, I prefer not to think,

Second counts,
My Love, try not to blink,

Do you regret?
While it lasts, shall we just enjoy every moment?

Coffee or something

Ideas are overflowing,

Words are rushing in,

I don’t know what I’m doing,

I just grabbed this pen and scribble anything,

I re-read, making sense out of nothing,

This is pointless, just meet me here,

Let’s have coffee or something
04 Feb 2017

Stoplight


Should I go or should I stop?

Maybe I can ask the moon, so I look up,

The stars do not align,

I’m not sure if I should take it as a sign,

But my feet lead me here,

The stoplight says it clear,

It’s hard to say no,  but I know I must go,

I’m sorry my Dear, we must end here.

03 Feb 2017

Still

Stopped talking about it,
Tried not to think about it,

Strived not to give attention,
Disregarded all the emotion,

But days and nights pass by,
The thought never missed to stop by,

No matter how much I wanted to say ‘Goodbye’,
Still I end-up here, writing and asking ‘Why?’

25 Jan 2017

A Year of Writing

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One more month to go 2016!

Cliché as it may sound, “Time flies so fast!

Who would’ve thought that I would be able to keep on blogging for a year?  So to make this ‘achievement‘ more memorable, let me share with you these life thoughts that were emphasized as I engaged myself in writing.

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Mt. Pulag, November 2015

Frustration, Appreciation, Encouragement

When I made a wordpress account sometime November last year, I was clueless with what would be my first blog and when will it be posted.  There was no pressure but I was just sure back then that I would write one.  Then, there came the desperation we experienced during our climb in Mt. Pulag.  We didn’t reach the peak due to bad weather.  It was really frustrating. But when we saw the view of ‘sea of clouds’ at the base camp, I knew that we were still blessed.  That was when life realization kicked in ‘We should savor what’s in front of us, we should appreciate what we have.  When I got back to Manila, I was so full of emotions when I was telling the story to my friend.  She then advised me to write it down so that I would be able to reread it and remember what I felt.  That was when I made my first blog on December 1, 2015, ‘I Left My Heart in Mt. Pulag‘.  If not for that frustration, who knows when I would start writing or if I would ever have the courage to write one.  Have you ever had that experience that changes your life? Something that ignites within you and makes you appreciate life more? 

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Samal Island, Davao, April 2016

Reflect and be reminded.

The primary reason why I’m writing is because I want to capture the emotions, experiences, moments and perspectives I had at one point in my life.  It’s my outlet and my ‘time capsule‘.  We are all changing.  Our views and beliefs, due to change in circumstance, may not be the same as what we used to have.  Isn’t it nice to reflect and look back, at what we used to be, how we reacted on things, and how we see the world? 

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Palawan, May 2016

Be humbled and inspired.

We write our own life story.  And same with life, that we have different ways to live it, we have different genre, structures and styles of writing.  Reading other blogs and connecting with other writers humbled me and inspired me at the same time.  I’m in awe with how their writings can be so interesting and beneficial to people, and how concise and well written their thoughts are.  My admiration for them motivates me to do my best.  I know I still have a lot to learn.

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26th Birthday Celebration at Elsie Gaches, Manila, July 2016

Share what you can share.

Inspire and be inspired.  We always have something to give.  May it be time, presence, love, respect, support or in any way we could be of any help.  If sharing my writings, the life realizations and learnings I gained along the way, can move other people, then that’s a ‘bonus’.  Yes, a bonus because not everyone will have an interest with what you are sharing.  Don’t be too hard on yourself, whether you have or you don’t have readers, if writing is helping you, keep doing it.  You as a reader of your writings are enough.

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Mt. Gulugod Baboy, Batangas, October 2016

Better yourself.

I’ve gained a lot from writing, more of personal growth.  Aside from enhancing my English, this is helping me boost my confidence, improve my thought process, reinforce my values of commitment, consistency and prioritization.  I’m not competing nor am I trying to prove something to anyone.  If there’s one person I should surpass that’s my old self. 

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Where it all started, my ‘Sea of Clouds’

As I write all these down, it still overwhelms me.  As I reread my previous entries, it still surprise me that, ‘I CAN WRITE?!’ that I have something to offer.  To more sentences to construct, thoughts to express and words to be written!, I’m writing a part of my story and thank you for being part of it.  To everyone, thank you.  For everything, I’ll always be grateful.

I want to thank my supportive friends/‘editors’, Karla and Melis, for taking time and effort to share their insights on my blogs before I published it.  

Much love, support and respect.

P.S. Pictures are taken from my travels this year 2016 which were posted in my blogs too.

Supermoon

I feel so close to you,

When I look through this scope,

I know that’s not reality,

And all I can do is hope,

So I step back,

Trying not to look back,

But you are so mesmerizing,

Why do I keep on coming back?

Even before this supermoon,

You know you always make me swoon,

Tell me, when will be the next time?

After 68 years? Oh man, I’ll run out of words that will rhyme.

14 Nov 2016, Supermoon at 7:21 pm

Nights

How long is it,

Days, nights, weeks, months or maybe years?

Why do you count,

Keep track of all the smiles and tears?

Will it matter,

Have records of now, before and after?

Why not let go,

Let memory take charge of what things to remember, 

And when and how to forego?