Saturday, October 01, 2005





PHOTO OPS FOR A WHILE ____ Moods captured.

Friday, August 19, 2005

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE .....

In the stillness of the night
this unknown feeling
dwells inside
quietly lingering
in my heart
helpless to escape
life’s irony
as it beats for a stranger
whose face remains
an empty canvass
that haunts profoundly
into the night’s slumber.

mein tumse pyar karti hu
je menuie de vous
je souhaite vous voir

unspoken wishes
to understand the ratri in my senses
where feigned sunshine
passes through netherworld
casting warmth, casting hope.

but love without meaning to
has come at a time
it is destined to oblivion.

no matter what
the heart, in some strange way
connects
to the ratri in my senses
undisturbed.

Thursday, August 18, 2005




O DI BA MASAYA? THE B-DAY BOY ...
Just couldn't say NO to JM ... even how tiring it was to host for a b-day bash for his friends on August 16, 2005. Anyway, MASAYA naman. The girls mostly, were thoughtful...hmmmmm, di kaya?

Monday, August 15, 2005


THIS IS NO GOODBYE, YOU SAID --- BUT...

Where would you choose that love should go? Into the heart? Into memory? Into life, or into oblivion? The choices were made probably by someone who had gone so much through life by loving and losing.

Finallly, she met that someone whose resemblance to a guy in an old photograph she has been keeping all those years, was quite striking. Was he the one she has been searching all along? But in a snap of a finger, he disappeared without even hinting goodbye --- leaving her with unanswered questions. She keeps a flicker of hope though. There is no closure yet. One could cling to that thin line that separates hope from hopelessness; perhaps, to stop the agony of uncertainty. Of having waited too long, in vain.

He would probably not understand what she has gone and will be going through. The word is unwritten --- a vow that would rather be left unspoken. But like any searing pain, a pang is felt every now and then. Ah, just when she thought the search was over, the veil remains.

Should there be a letting go now? Of accepting that Destiny can't be reconciled between the here and now? The heart has suffered long enough and need to let go and rest.

Let go and rest but not to oblivion, please.

Sunday, July 10, 2005



wala lang means "just like that".
friends (and lovers alike!!!! --- ooopps, forgive me GD, for that slip of the tongue ---- hmmmm, BUKO!!!). WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF BLOGGERS!
actually, those within my midst who are praying doubly hard for me to give up chatting will find consolation with the fact that my time now in the chatroom will be reduced from 75% chatting time to a mere 25%. can you beat that? OMG, the question is: can i do it without manifesting withdrawal syndrome?
right now, while writing this piece, i have this desire to open my YM and find out who are online ... are my favorite chatmates around? No, no, no, i wont click it. Shhhh... can i click it for a minute.... just one minute, then i will leave.
oopps ... am leaving now. cya later!

Friday, July 08, 2005

Whoever or whatever caused this blog-fascination is immaterial now. My days in the chatroom are numbered, for sure ----- say goodbye while they're saying their hellos. Friends (and lovers alike) you can do whateva you wish to do --- sentence me to death, if it need be. It is fair!!!!

Will continue with this later on ---- no period yet ----- manila is in a mess right now so i better be going.