Love Quotes - 1

Insanity is the most dreadful thing that could happen to a person, for it separates ones mind from reality into an artificial and temporary created world. If loving you would cause me to become insane, then I would rather wish to be in the state of insanity than to live in the real world without you.

Man is bound to commit mistakes, and in every mistake committed, regret will come at the end. I’m only human and I also commit mistakes, but there’s one mistake that I will never regret, the mistake of loving YOU, a mistake that I will treasure until the end.

No one in this world could ever claim that he/she permanently owns something, for life’s possession is temporary, the same way that we could not own anybody, physically and emotionally, but in defiance, I wanna say even just for a time: Is It Okay If I Call You Mine?

We may not always be together nor will we stay forever, but the moments we shared will always be treasured, and if I could refrain the time from ticking, I will skip from the past and the future, and let the present stay and be with you forever.

There are things that came into my life that I wish would not have come. There are things that I regret that I let go. But if there’s one thing that I wish would have come early into my life, it’s YOU, and I will never regret loving you, for you are one of the most beautiful things that comes into my life.

I could not really understand myself why I allowed you to fully get into my system. Am supposed to blame you, but I guess it’s all my fault, yet, I have no regrets, and if I had my life over again, I would still wish that you would totally come into my system again.

Facts of Life

We always seek for things
that gives us enjoyment;
That’s the nature of man.

We never ceased to learn
new things;
Thirst for knowledge.

We become a better person
through experience;
That’s how we achieve maturity.

We should make worthwhile
of the life given to us;
We only live once.

Never waste time,
Gain more knowledge,
Gain more experience,
Take a lot of enjoyment,
Life is yours; make it worthwhile.

The Road to San Isidro

There’s a barrio I know

named San Isidro

where the people dwelling

the source of living is farming.

Never been to the place previously

until meddled by destiny

When I met you my dearest

and you brought me to your place.

In a province called Leyte

a great part of Philippine history.

There lies a small town

a municipality named Tanauan.

One of its barrios is San Isidro,

quite a far place to go,

a place then unknown to me,

until you showed me the way.

Now it is the haven

of you and our children.

San Isidro will now stay

a part of my memory.

dEStiNy

When I'm in a pensive mood

I think of the past and view the future,

Vaguely seeing the things, I ask if...

In store for me is good or bad.

Visualizing in my mind the moments in my life,

A question if what happens yesterday,

today and tomorrow is my destiny.
Looking for an answer, but never find.

Then, I skip from thinking of the future and the past,

And started to grasp the events of today and ask...

Is it a part of destiny that I met you,

Or destiny wants to play with my heart?

Whatever it may, I don’t care
But there’s one thing that's for sure...
I will never regret the events of today
And if destiny fools me, I will bear.

...if only...

If only we could reveal the secret

behind a smile, or we could unmask

what is behind the gloomy face, for

no one could predict ones feelings

and no one could dictate ones

reaction, since in the human life two

things are bound to happen; for you

may be a winner or a loser, a leader

or a follower, a giver or a taker, a

friend or a foe, a protagonist or

antagonist, a spouse or paramour,

a saint or a sinner. Life is a never

ending noun, pronoun, verb, adverb

and adjective of two things. But for

every two things that happens in our

lives, for every two things that

describes ourselves, we could not

belie that there is a thing we could

not evade, and that is our emotion,

something that reflects our feelings.

And two things always describes our

feelings; the feeling of happiness

and sadness. But how could we

distinguish sadness masquerading

as happiness? If only we could catch

the shadow of happiness and unveil

its real face. If only we could

exterminate the shadow of loneliness

pretending to be happy making fool

out of everybody’s lives…if only…

ALMOST HEAVEN

Sitting alone in a corner,
Gazing at the stars seems so near,
Wishing to be one of them,
Twinkling, shining on you, oh DEAR.

Wondering how the foot ways met,
For May and December is hard to connect,
Amidst the discerning eyes of many,
Ascend a thing that’s no longer free.

Exasperating to refuse what the eyes perceive,
Struggle of feelings trying to believe,
That fantasy and longing could be hid,
But the heart cannot be deceived.

A being in existence with charm and simplicity,
Cannot be ignored so now face the reality,
An ear so deaf to what others will say,
But cannot resist to that simple beauty.

The simple ways that cannot be ignored,
Brings glee to life that has been so bored,
Came a desire that is so forbidden,
To captivate this beauty is almost heaven.

The passing time dictates the action,
Though unbeliever of reincarnation,
But when time that lives comes to dissolution,
In the next life hoping that both will be in union.

The Chair

At the riverside, stood a dwelling,

Where the dweller is revered,

Concrete fence in its surrounding,

And everything is guarded.

Inside of it there’s a seat,

That gives power to anyone,

And everyone longs to get,

To have dominion over the land.

I wonder how it is to be,

Sitting on that piece of article,

Would you still be able to see,

The condition of the people?

Would the dweller dare to stand,

And leave the chair for awhile,

Would the occupant give a helping hand,

And leave the luxurious style?

The public possess the chair,

And nobody has the right,

To stay and abuse the power,

For the people will show their might.

my Three ANGELS

Uncertainty is what I felt before,
my concern is just the present and not the future,
At times my life seems has no direction,
and striving to find the essence of being on my own.

Then one of you came into my life,
unexplained happiness is what I felt inside,
overwhelmed by the beauty I have in sight
slowly I begin to take a diverse path.

Still drowning in a feeling of glee,
when one of you came unexpectedly.
Though it was not planned but I felt so glad,
another blessing and a gift from GOD.

Though am already pleased with the two of you,
but more gladness I felt when another one came through.
Though a little hardship was experienced,
but you brought a sense of completeness.

The three of you is my treasure,
and my promise to all of you is a better future.
I beseech guidance and pray not to fail,
and I offer my life for you MY THREE ANGELS.

Life and Music

I want to sing a song, a song that will soothe
the lonely hearts and heal the broken hearts.
I want to sing a song with a beautiful rhythm, which
lyrics is meaningful and memorable to everyone.
I’m so eager to sing a song, though I have a
monotone voice, so long as I could express my feelings.

Sometimes I wonder, does it make sense to become
a singer, whose songs are quite forgettable?
Is it quite flattering, if you are a singer, whose songs are
unforgettable and has sense to everyone?
How about if you are a singer, a frustrated one
whose music is just a noise to everyone?

Once, I dreamed that I’m singing, heard
the people applauding, wanting for more.
I responded on their demand and tried my best
to sing another song, but my voice is fading.
I snatch the piano and touch its keys, but I didn’t
heard any note, then I woke up from a dream.

Now I’m facing the reality, the likeness of life and
music, the other one dies and the other whither.
But the memory of both lies on their performance, and
each one must have satisfied and pleased everyone.
Looking on a deeper perspective, life and music
correlate with each other.

the sound of the GUITAR

In every sound of the guitar,

it means music.
The plucking my fingers done,
creates music.
Strumming the strings of the guitar,
it echoes with the music.

I sit alone in a corner holding my guitar,
searching for the chords.
Singing my best-liked song,
in a monotone voice.
Perceiving the sound of applause, only to realize…
there’s no one around me.

I start strumming again the guitar,
now with the chords perfectly memorized.
This time, not singing my fav’rite song,
but a lullaby.
There ain’t a baby to sing for,
but myself.

Ridiculous, if somebody listens,
well, let them be.
But there’s only one thing for sure,
my music satisfies me.
For every time I strum my guitar, singing the lullaby,
I reminisce my childhood days and my loved ones.

A sEnTiMeNt

Life really is too short for us,
That we don’t know when it goes,
Because we’re not the one holding our destiny;
And whether we like it or not, we will vanish,
For we are like a perishable goods.

Time will come that I will go,
When it will be, we can’t foretell,
And whether we like it or not, it will come.
Just a little request to you my dear,
Please don’t waste your tears when I’m gone

Don’t waste even a drop of it,
For a man like me, tears of yours is not worthy,
And those tears of yours I can’t defray.
When I’m gone rearrange your life,
Ready to face for the new sunrise.

This is not goodbye yet or an ending,
Neither I’m parting nor quitting;
I’m just making you some preparations,
And giving you some anticipations,
For I’ll be fading soon.

I saw THE light

Could it be a dream or reality?
Do I have a sound mind or insanity?
Am I awake or just sleeping?
Please tell me if am just dreaming.

Years have come and years had passed
Unaware of the future, could I surpass?
Of all those years, I’m staring at nowhere
Looking for something, searching everywhere.

Though sometimes bothered with hopelessness
But HIS guidance brings me ease
HE effaced the darkness in my sight
Slowly, I see the light.

Uneasiness, I felt no more
Feeling of relaxation and has no bore
Alighted from the heavy and highest obstacle
Fearing no more to face the future.

Is it the realization of my dream?
Yet unsure but it seems
From a distance there is something bright
I saw the light, I saw the light.

MY GIRL

My kind of girl is just a simple one
True to herself and to everyone
She may not be very beautiful but passionate
On her ways possesses the charm and she’s modest.

She’s always ready to forgive
Care for me is what she always gives
Always understands the shortcomings I did
And willing to support in all my deeds.

Though sarcastic I am
She understands
Though stubborn sometimes
She doesn’t mind.

She’s perhaps a reflection of my mother
Attentive and to me she always care
My yearning and searching is now over
For now I found you, my DEAR.

SaTisFaCtiOn

Man as a mortal being
feels no contentment.
In everything he received,
he feels ungratified.
All his life he keeps on asking,
wanting and reaching for something.

He never stops on dreaming,
and always setting his own goal
He aims for the highest,
looking for the best.
He wants to be at the top always,
but never reaches the peak.

The poorest dreams of affluence,
for them, acquisition of it is satisfaction
To the richest, it gains them influences,
it’s not satisfaction but something to lean on.
For HIM, it’s something being entrusted to us,
that neither satisfies HIM nor sends felicitousness.

THE MAN

Shame is the man who has no ambition,
For he’ll bequeath nothing to his children.
Shame is the man who dreamt of nothing,
For he’ll take the path of shameful fame.

Blessed is the man who’s full of dreams,
For his future see’s some gleams.
Blessed is the man who’s full of virtue,
For all his deeds are real and true.

Seldom are those who think of their country,
For they are like demigods and with dignity.
Few are those who want absolute freedom,
For they love not to be stunned.

Great are those who die for their fellow,
Forget not their memory to me and you.
Treasure now those great and blessed one,
And praise those demigods and those un-stunned.

DREAM

When I was young
I dreamt that someday I’ll become
A decent and famous man
And of those heroes I’ll be one.

But it seems I have no fate
And time doesn’t cooperate
Now it’s too late when I realize
That my dream slowly dies.

Should I refrain the time from fading?
But lacks of strength and I’m losing
Away from the truth of my childhood dream
But hoping someday I’ll be ascending.