Sunday, March 30, 2003

hi there! sign namn sa guestbook...its not much..
but its a way to show dat u guys appreciate my works and the poetry of others..
hehe..thnx u ol.
anyway, grad ko na expect senti poems for awhile..hahaha..un lng po
Take care guys!

Sunday, March 23, 2003

by Christine Umali

I tripped
I fell
I bumped my head
I closed my eyes
Darkness all over me
The sudden rush of pain is all over my body
From the fractured feet
To my bleeding head
From my broken limb
To my torn muscles
From my tired weary heart
To my tortured soul
The overwhelming feeling
The excruciating pain
Embraces my whole being
Lonely past and regrets
Visits me like ghouls
The pain is taking over me
I’m blinded by hatred
Eyes burning with anger
After I exhaust myself
I find myself lying
I am still alone
Body numb
The only thing I can feel is the gushing pain
My heart it is still pumping blood
I can feel it through my veins
The pain I still can feel
I am still alive
After all…
I've Finally Found You
by Dana

Spread your wings, and I'll fly with you
You are probably the most wonderful girl I've ever
But one thing that I know is for sure�
I've finally found you.
Your beautiful smile that makes
My day and night complete
Your brown eyes which shine
Like a Sun in the morning and Stars at night
Shower me with your love,
And I'll show you how a girl should be loved
I might be in love. But one thing that I know is for
I've finally found you.
Every time I go to sleep at night
I always dream that you'll be here right by my side
Kissing you, touching you, and hoping you'll be mine
' Till the end of time. I'll be loving you forever
'Coz you are a treasure in my heart.

Sunday, March 16, 2003

Every Cold Night
By Carlo Montaño

Every cold night,
I wait at His house,
Nothing fancy, just simple and plain.

The cold is unnerving,
Yet why am I still waiting?
For Him to answer my call.

He’s just a man,
Nothing unusual and strange,
But why am I waiting outside of His house,
Praying to Him to open the door.

My bones are chilling,
But why am I anxious,
To talk to this guy about life,

I’m still standing in this winter frost.
He’s just normal like me,
But why am I yearning,
To hear His answers to my questions within,

I’m freezing in this cold shroud,
But why am I waiting outside this plain house,
Yearning to see this ordinary man,
And His answer to my call,

Every cold night.
Don’t Call
By Carlo Montaño

Don’t call,
Not right now,
Not at this moment,
Coz I don’t know if I’m ready.

Don’t call,
For throughout my life,
I didn’t answer,
The previous calls You made before.

Don’t call,
For inside me,
Is a confused soul,
Still pondering on its purpose

Don’t call,
Coz I’m scared of facing the task You put on me,
The dark that will come my way,
The sadness it may bring

Don’t call,
Am I even worthy?
A sinner like me,
Dwells in dark and sin

Don’t call,
Coz sometimes I don’t hear,
The calls You have made,
Coz of problems and pain.

Don’t call,
But still continue to call
Coz I know I don’t have meaning,
If I knew You weren’t calling.
elo! long time...
i will be posting and supporting other works
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i will still be posting my works peeps so don't
peace out