pictures hanging
on the wall
fixed with a smile
looking at you
words that you can
read and scroll
like remnants
in a pad full
thoughts scribbled
on air are reminders
that once we're here
walking on this earth
that's about it
nothing less
that's about it
nothing more
precious memories
important mementos
that marked our lives
like footprints
like sand prints
on a distant beach
a reminder
that we once lived
a reminder
that we once strolled
in this world
somewhere
around to behold
only to be erased
by the wind
only to be blown
by the waves
only to be forgotten
as the time ticked
as our lives bid
adios...
isn't it just sad that former Pakistani Prime Minister Bhutto left and she's just a memory now. this immediately after i wrote this poem? and NOBODY in the Phil. had wanted her to DIE, this as far as i knew of. so without wishing you to die, you'll die sooner or later according to your time to leave here on earth. so just a waste of time to wish anyone that, right? laughs. all you have as a weapon is PATIENCE my friend? :> but you might die first this you'll never know. so be very careful with what you wish for here for even you didn't wish it, it might be that it's your turn to exit here. sad again, isn't it? hmn, or maybe not to you since you're sad na nga so then this might be just the happiness in your life that you've been waiting for, laughs. how's my analogy? if you can call this that, laughs. oh well! for our thoughts inside will manifest in some ways in our write ups. how true :) and go to the blog or journal not in that national read stuff for you know things are camouflaged there, for cleaning it up purposes you know, i meant being edited there, laughs. so be smart, get it right, and i meant here, get it where it's right :> just another self help tip here in this blog. and may i remind you, you don't get much of that here :)
