Gears
Gears of empathy, connections they make, Building bridges, no barriers to break. With compassion's touch, hearts align, Love's unifying, endless sign.
Recovering My Dreams
One day I might recover them
and live that perfect life
which lies inside my head.
Do You Still Hear That Small Voice?
would like to leave certain questions that would allow us to search the voice from deep within, especially nowadays that we are dealing with cancel culture, though this could apply to any other aspect of our lives as well.
Love Unveiled
Love is not merely shared; it’s a covenant with someone extraordinary, a treasure beyond measure, a tapestry woven from the threads of connection, vulnerability, and devotion.
Meaningful Perspectives on Life
For some, life can be likened to an educational journey—an unfolding syllabus, a series of lessons, and a final examination. Each individual in the classroom advances at their unique pace. Some may triumph over the arduous assessments, while others may struggle to grasp the teachings.
The Tomb of Fear
as she lies in the dark sepulcher
nothing but dust and bones
kissed by corpulent whining insects
Far Away
Unfortunately, I am far away
And I cannot hold your hands and say
Voice
Let me find my reasons to live and hope.
Don’t allow anger cuts our connection,
Tie our words to create a combination.
To The Silent Heroes of Our Dreams
The way you say "go, you can do it!", "long way to go, I'm right behind you!" "I believe in you!" has encouraged our dreamer heart in more and deeper ways than you know.
Pag-unawa
Meron ka na nito kahit hindi ka pa natuto sa mga bagay-bagay
Huwag mo ipagdadamot yun
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But what can we break to make me all better? Why are the screaming voices louder this time around?
I can't help it, I have a blade in my wallet that's in my pocket
The Battle of Love
There's a reason for my existence, and that's YOU.
Otherwise, this life is not beautiful than death.
A Disappointing Day
If she hadn’t remembered
the scent from before.
There would have been
no screams, no stamping
up and down on the trolley.
Nerves from the Unknown
As the hour approached my stomach finally settled and my mind became clearer.
The start of something new might just be what I need after all at 27 years of age.
Exit the loop!
Return to the days when you felt life was an open slate and not an optimization algorithm with a badly behaving cost function.