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June 28th, 2004

french toast
POSTED AT 02:34 PM

malungkot siguro ang langit, wala ni-isang tala ang gustong samahan siya ngayong gabi. ayos. miski pala silang mga abot-tingin lang naten, nakaka-experience din ng pag-iisa. solitary confinement? o talagang may tendency lang din silang maging loner? watda. dala lang siguro `to ng kakulangan ko sa nutrisyon ngayong araw... Currently listening to: I WANNA BE SEDATED ng RAMONES


June 29th, 2004

i am about to dive into a sea of a thousand burning yesterdays.
POSTED AT 03:56 AM

the streets were empty
the silence,
almost deafening.
it is as if a melodrama
had just taken place.
the night held itself
still with silence.
there was no moon
not even stars
to serenade sadness.
the sky was abandoned,
forsaken.
it was holding back
rain
while i,
on the opposite end
was holding back
tears.


June 30th, 2004

adobo-flavored sympathy
POSTED AT 04:08 PM

ang mga mababasa nyo sa mga susunod na 32 seconds or so ay epekto ng pagkabagot ko habang asa klase. buslaw (business law) ang may sala ng kabalbalan kong ito. i was bored to death while listening to my prof as words seem to fade from her lips. parang nagpapantomime na lang siya sa paningin ko habang patagal ng patagal ang pag-upo ko sa klase niya. o well, haba na ng intro ko. read on..

last night, death came knocking at my front door. he was dressed in pink, with three yellow petunias in his hand. i wasn't quite sure if he was real, and so i leaned forward to touch his face. i was electrified, as if i have touched a live wire about to give birth to a huge fire. i quickly removed my hand from his face, lest the shock i have absorbed would eventually consume me. indeed, he was real. his red cheeks looked so soft, although his lips were pale. his hair was as grey as the clouds outside my window. but his eyes.. oh how lovely were they. his eyes were like the crescent moon, the most beautiful i have ever seen in all those sleepless nights i have spent. they conversed with me, as if inviting me to explore the depths of his very being. and so when death came knocking at my front door last night, i embraced him tight. he took me to eternity, where i shall forever be. Currently listening to: MY MIRROR NO LONGER REFLECTS ng POISON THE WELL



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