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the unholy mask of politicsElection comes as promises are unleashed. Yet, one or two years later our favorite politicians become somebody we wouldn't want to cherish.
The 2010 election is fast approaching. Promotions and commercials of the next president are cannot be counted and advertised everywhere, giving their warmest smiles as if they're the answer to our problem, poverty!
They have been spending thousands of pesos for the advertisements, promoting themselves to the public that they are willing to serve. However, is this really the reason behind the advertisements or just an investment to corrupt millions of money after election? Moreover, if those politicians are willing to serve, why are they wasting their money for their own benefit? Why aren't they spending it to help the poor people?
The politicians have always used the thumbmark of the Filipinos to rise upon the pedestal. But when they're up there, they can't afford to look back to the people who lifted them up to the top. They have always grown rich
in the hours of darknessIn the midst of solitude
Where the night was ran with coldness
No one had saved me from sadness
And all I could do was to weep for help
To someone whom they know as no one
Consoling my soul of what they called contentment
Yet I was kaput with disappointment
Broken with frustration
And resented with dissatisfaction
Denying the reason why
I was left behind by my achievements
Crushed by circumstances
And gripped with my mistakes
Though left unanswered
I tried to lure the courage to live
Just to show a peaceful life
But still failure of the dream
To live life the way it was
Coz the shadows of my past
Are hauling me down deeply
And dragging me intensely
Till I was left breathless
In the hours of darkness
Yet happily awaken
That I am only dreaming
that's lifeStay Away from Isolation
Do the things which could set you free
Dance like an air in the sky
Move like clouds up above
Sing like angels in heaven
Compose songs using the trumpets of angels
Run like brute to reach the final line
Cruise to cross islands at a time
Fly like a bird
Soar if you want to reach the zenith of life
Stay Away from Antipathy
Cry as much as you can till your tears run dry
Wail if possible for them to hear
Be mad as if you are angry
But don't let madness be your fury
Hate as much as you can
When betrayal comes again
Rave for them to know
But don't shout the most deadly line
Be disappointed with your frustration
Yet, learn to live and love what you've chosen
Malevolence comes when you don't like it
Stay Away from Mediocrity
Read various books intelligently
Read to gain deep thinking
But don't always believe of what is written
Coz it leads you from sanity to insanity
Lay words of what you've read through writing creatively
Write using paper and pen to express
And not t
And so I thought.Friendship is priceless,
And can never be forgotten,
Friendship is timeless,
And never rotten,
It takes more than hugs and kisses
To be a real friend,
the nature of friendship,
Requires a blend.
The road to a happy life,
May sometimes make us stumble.
But to have a friend to give us a hand,
Teaches us to be humble.
Good friends are hard to find,
Hard to lose,
And impossible to forget,
But when they fly away,
Your anger turns to regret
Sometimes in life, we need a special person
To listen while we talk.
A special person who will not discourage or judge,
But encourage us as we walk.
Friends are there
To help you along,
The journey through friendship,
Is always long.
There are big ships,
And there are small ships,
But the best ship of all,
To those on here..You should know, bullying hurts.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear.
Did you know, you're their biggest fear?
Day by day you torment them,
it takes so long for their hearts to mend.
All they ask for is one true friend,
but you make them want their lives to end.
Everyday they wake up with regret,
all they want to do is forget.
It's not just hitting and punching, it's the words you say,
they hurt so much, they want to fade away.
This is when enough is enough,
they're sick of playing strong, sick of playing tough.
But they know they can make it through,
you may not have known, but they always knew.
They put on a fake smile and pretend they're okay,
they believe they can make it all the way.
Of course your words still offend,
but they have been pieced back together again.
Someone leaves the crowd and lends them a hand,
they learn that it's time to stand.
Their smile is no longer fake,
now they have no reason to ache.
i wanted to become a...SCIENTIST who is expert of science
I dreamed to become a
DOCTOR who is capable to heal the sick
I hoped to become a
NURSE who nurses the sick
I loved to become a
PSYCHOLOGIST who knows how to read the psych and behavior of man
I yearned to become a
PRESIDENT who leads the country
I desired to become a
BROADCASTER who gathers and reports important events
I wished to become an
ACCOUNTANT who keeps, audits, and inspects the financial records of business concerns
I longed to become a
MANAGER who directs a business or other enterprise.
I anticipated to become an
ENGINEER who skillfully or shrewdly manages an enterprise
I ended up to become a
TEACHER who molds the profession that I wanted, dreamed, hoped, loved, yearned, desired, wished, longed and anticipated...
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.
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