hey stranger

hey stranger

you don’t know me

and you might never know me

but i talk to you of my innermost thoughts

and my deeply concealed profound feelings

something i rarely do

to even friends or strangers like you

hey stranger

would you walk with me awhile

feel the quiet beating of my heart

blending with the soft whisper of your hair

but in the silent corner deep inside

a person devoid of any pretentions

i pour my heart out with no inhibitions

hey stranger

it’s easier to talk to you

for i know i don’t need to be afraid

of being vulnerable and naked

because the road too soon divides

you would soon be on your way

while i stay to delight in what’s left of the day

hey stranger

i’m sorry if i had been a bother

i know i took much of your time

when you would want to be somewhere else

than walking on this road we’re on

and there’s nothing much left to see

but a very grateful and appreciative me

hey stranger

now, we have come to the road’s end

but before you go i want to thank you

for touching my life in countless poignant ways

and being a significant part of my journey today;

life is never easy and i hope somewhere

when you would need a stranger… i could be there.

[su] this is for you. you're the inspiration for this. i think you know who you are. thank you for being my stranger at this time. you don't know how much you're doing me good. i'm sorry for bothering you though.

August 22, 2007 Wednesday, 5:15 pm skye

would you listen when i speak?

So I speak to you of sadness,

With the coming of the rain

And I’m beginning to feel the pain;

When all around is sad and gloomy,

And I suddenly long for my sanctuary.

So I speak to you of fear,

When darkness continuously surrounds me;

The shadows of the unknown haunt me,

Blinding my eyes and holding me back

Wiping out the way; obliterating the tracks

So I speak to you of confusion,

As I stand on the crossroads alone.

Oh how I long for the comforts of home.

But the glare of the road ahead is blinding me

Until there is nothing left to see

So I speak to you of weakness.

When I know that I will be damned.

In our world that easily condemns;

Where strength is the only game to play;

Humiliation could be the price to pay

So I speak to you of intense pain.

It echoes in the deepest corners of my heart.

Silently screaming out all the hurts,

And I long for someone to understand

Everything that lies hidden deep inside

So I speak to you of loneliness and isolation.

When I long for another heart’s touch and smile.

Would you then sit with me awhile?

Would you take my hand and walk with me,

For just a moment, let’s touch eternity.

my partner in crime

Do you know the feeling of coming full circle? How about the feeling of coming to terms with the past?


She was my “partner in crime” back in our care-free days a.k.a. high school days. We had been through so many things which I believe are best kept secretly locked away with the memories of those long ago days. Hahaha.

We had an odd friendship – odd in a way that we had to argue and fight with all our might about anything and everything – because our day wouldn’t be complete if we didn’t argue or fight (don’t know until now why it had to be that way, hehehe). We could hurt each other real bad; and yet without erasing the fact that we had one of the best friendships ever; that at the end of the day, I knew she was my closest dearest friend.


We were so in sync that we could communicate without words, we understood one another even in silence, we knew what was in each other’s minds and hearts that we could complete the other’s sentence or follow the other’s train of thought.


In my heart I knew that the friendship we had shared is one of my best; she will always be the reason why my younger days had been one of a kind; and she will always be a part of who I am and who I have become.


After more than a decade of almost zero communication because of, but not limited to, shifting perspectives, changing priorities and relentless pursuit of our individual dreams and aspirations, we have come full circle; and so I hope. Time and distance merged into a moment of lifelong memories. I came face to face with the ghost that haunted me all these years and saw it shatter into pieces because of one moment that touched the heart in endless poignant ways - a string of emotions that spanned oceans and transcended time. I felt the years have merged into one single moment and in that instant, I have come full circle.


Thank you for reaching out again. I’ve always believed that time and distance will never change everything we had together, more than half of our lives away. Long as you are in my heart, we will never say goodbye – remember this line?


I missed you so much my dearest friend. Hehe, you know who you are.


This is for you. My tribute to our friendship.


I hope that despite the time and distance that separate us, the issues that came in between us and everything unsaid and undone – we can still find deep in our hearts the friendship that we once shared and continue the circle of friendship again.

i see you

I see you in the haze of the morning light
Standing so soft and pure
A vision from my heart, awakening my senses
A long time dream coming true

I reach out to touch you
But my restless longing heart
Got swept away
By the freshness of the new day
And the excitement
Of the kaleidoscopic whirl of colors
And sounds and sights
Unfolding before my eyes

I see you in the glare of the midday sun
Standing so radiant and dazzling
A vision from my heart, awakening my senses
A long time dream coming true

I reach out to hold you
But the dream got lost
In the harsh blinding glare
That left my heart senseless
and immobile amidst
The endless twirling and circling
Leaving me numb and helpless
And longing

I see you a silhouette in the sunset
Standing so sad and beautiful
A vision from my heart, awakening my senses
A long time dream coming true

I reach out to catch you
Before the dream disappears
With the coming of the night
But the darkness is swift
And carried away the vision
Towards the emptiness
Away from the hopeless beating
Of my dying and lonely heart

[skye] this is one of my favorite from my poems

my life's simple joys

There are a lot of things I’m thankful for and a lot of memories I treasure in this lifetime
Even the thought of them can bring a smile to my lips, a lift in my spirit and warmth in my heart – all because of the tenderness of the feeling they bring:

• a walk in the rain on a hot summer day
• looking up at the stars in a dark moonless night
• sitting by the beach and looking at the horizon; feeling eternity and infinity merging into one moment
• walking barefoot on the beach, feeling the warm sand under my feet
• watching the twilight ushers in the night and enveloping everything in total darkness
• sitting under the shade of a big tree in a cool and breezy afternoon
• watching the soft clouds float by
• listening to the water sing as it moves between rocks and down to the bottom of the falls
• watching the sun slowly and serenely sink in the west bringing with it the awesome painting of different bright colors
• feeling the breeze caressing my skin and playing with my hair
• hearing a bird sing amidst the noise of the surroundings
• knowing who to call when I can’t stop the tears from flowing
• counting my winnings and gains from my losses and failures
• not counting the days but the moments

It’s all these and more… but having YOU for a friend is the greatest…

today, i'm marrying my bestfriend

Today, I’m marrying my best friend
The one who is always beside me
Smiling proudly in my moments of triumph
Who is a shoulder to cry on
And a hand who encourages and guides
Who, with my rejoicing comes his laughter
And with my sadness starts his tears
He has a smile that makes my world sparkle
A laughter that turns my day brighter
And a heart that will love me forever

Today is the realization of our dreams
Of our deepest longing and fondest wish
Today, two lives have come together
To complete both and become one
We are two different hearts beating
Two different melodies blending
To create a new harmony
A wonderful song
We will always carry in our hearts

Today, it’s just you and I
And the love that will bind us
It will continue to unfold, to grow and to strengthen
To offer support, comfort and encouragement
The bond will always remain
For love will never fade,
Will never leave,
Will never fail –
For love, our love is forever.

[su] this poem brings back fond memories

hurting

All these years I have kept believing that life is what we make it.
But I should have realized that destiny greatly influences it.
Least expected things haphazardly cross my path unguarded.
And I will be left here bewildered and puzzled, trying to imbibe the aftershock.
Sometimes words just pop out from my head and I utter things I don’t really mean.
Sometimes I speak without thinking, hurting other people and in the end, hurting my very own most treasured self.

It is hard to admit that a time will come when I have to let go of some things and some people I have treasured for quite a long time just to give myself time to assess and determine what I really want out of my existence.

It is not easy to bid farewell.
It is like facing a vague future, entering a very dark tunnel with nothing to hold on to.
It implies a thousand teardrops and a wall that will part us for a long time or maybe until eternity.

Goodbye always comes with a package of broken promises, shattered dreams, squandered hopes and fading affections.
And parting will always follow.

I often wonder ‘what happens next after someone leaves?’
And before I could answer my own question, I will find myself sitting in a corner, crying… until I am too insensible to discern, too deaf to hear, too blind to see, stunned, motionless. Until I realize how much I miss you, then fear confronts me adding more pain, loneliness and desolation.

I will cry once more until I am too numbed to feel.
And then next morning, I will wake up only to find out that I am already drained of teardrops shed.
All that is left is anguish.
A gush of sentiments.
Suffering.
A painful wound.
A cut in my heart that will take a long time to heal, to soothe, to forget and to drift into oblivion.
And still, the struggle to survive another day continues.

Regrets will vex the tranquil emptiness that I feel, dazing my emotions, creating a pang in the very realm of my heart.
With the passage of time, amidst all the tears, the sadness and the pain I have gone through comes the one thought that can make me internally smile again: the thought that I have loved and was once loved.


Indeed, most of us are victims of life’s complexities and love’s intricacies.
We have loved and we have lost.
We fell and we stood; unraveling new strengths, finding growth and meaning and another zest for living, a reason to continue, a quiet strength to go on.
We have endured the ordeals of life’s realities counting the gains from our losses.


And here I am another gull in the vast open sky; trying to master the adventure of survival, tracing each memorable episode with every drop of my valued ink.


But now, the perfume lingers indistinctly; the blazing fire that used to warm me has turned into cold embers.


My pen fades, as my longing does, as colors from my canvass did… as the last note of our music faintly echoes in the deepest corners of my heart.


My last tear fell today. Tomorrow… no more, gone forever.