You ... Neil Sedaka

Neil Sedaka - The Hungry Years

Love Comes From The Most Unexpected Places - (re-posted)

Time by The Alan Parsons Project...with Lyrics

CHICAGO - Hard To Say I'm Sorry

If Ever I See You Again - Jamie Carr

Bulaklak

   "BULAKLAK, kay ganda ng bulaklak...

        Kay bango ng bulaklak,,,,,,,,,

        dulot sa akin ay galak........."

isang awitin mula kay Kuh Ledesma patungkol sa mga bulaklak. ano kaya ang nagbigay inspirasyon sa lumikha ng awiting ito upang makabuo siya ng isang napakagandang himig at liriko?

 Naalala ko nang ako ay unang magturo, nagnobena ako kay ST.THERESE,ang tinaguriang " THE LITTLE FLOWER of JESUS". Kapag dininig ni St.tHERESE panalangin mo ay makakatanggap ka raw ng bulaklak sa mga taong hindi mo inaasahan.
ika-anim na araw pa lamang ako sa pagnonobena, nag-aayos ako ng aming silid-aralan ,pinapipila ko ang mga bata nang may lumapit sa akin,si PEARL MAY.."MADAM, pinabibigay po sa inyo ni Kuya. Tanim po namin ang mga rosas na ito" napatanga ako at tiningnan ko ang inosenteng mukha ng isang bata.

hindi ko ianasahan na ang batang ito ang magbibigay tugon sa  akingpagnonobena kay St.THERESe.
napalundag ako sa tuwa. batid kong galing sa langit ang mga bulaklak na ito at ipinadala sa akin ni St.THERESe.

sa mga nilikha ng DIYOS, ang mga bulaklak ang isa sa mga katangi-tangi para sa akin. kaakit akit ang kanilang iba'y-ibang kilay. marami itong mga simbolo sa ating buhay
sumasagisag din ito sa mga iba't ibang damdamin ng tao sa ibat ibang okasyon na ating dinadaluhan.
sa kasalan,kapag espesyal ang kasal,tiyak punungpuno ng bulaklak ang loob ng simbahan at ang paligid na lalakaran ng ikakasal ...kung sa arw ng pagtatapos may mga bulaklak rin na makikitang nakasabit sa leeg o dibdib ng nagtapos.....sa mga nais mapasagot ang iniirog na liyag tiyak may kasamang bulaklak ang tsokolateng handog ng binata sa dalaga......sa isang yumao, bulaklak pa rin ang huling handog.

sa aking pananaw,tulad tayo ng mga bulakalk,may natatangi tayong amoy at halimuyak.
depende sa mga taong sa atin ay nakapaligid at kung paano nila tayo tinitingnan....maganda ba o pangit ang dating natin sa kanila....masangsang ba o may natatangi tayong  bango.

kung tayo ay nagbibigay liw sa mga taong nalulungkot,katulad din tayo ng mag bulaklak na magaganda ang kulay at may natatanging halimuyak....hinahanap-hanap tuwina.......kung tayo nama'y may kababaang-loob,katulad rin tayo ng mga bulaklak sa parang,kahit maliliit ay nakadaragdag ganda sa mga nagtataasang talahiabn.

nakakita na ba kayo ng bulakalk ng bawang/ kulay ube ito...maganda itong tingnan lalo na sa malayo....wangis nito ay orkidyas...pag lapit mo ay mabaho ang amoy at hindi mo nanaising pitasin pa at amuyin....katulad rin ito ng isang tao....maganda/guapo pero pag nakasama mo na at lumabas ang natural na ugali ay hindi mo na nanaisin pang makasama ito kahit sa panaginip man lamang.

kung tutularan natin ang ating Panginaaoong Hesukristo sa kababaang loob,napakaraaming bulakalk ng "amorseco" ang didikit sa ating katawan.

my proile pictures....the moon and venus

it was taken way back 2010..we're going home and this beautiful scene caught our attention..maricor yaw took the
picture...,it was beautiful and yet tell something...

i see myself with this view...silent...gloomy even it shine...looks like smiling and yet grieving  ..
so near yet so far,but me....am near to anybody who wanted to reach me....

i see myself with this picture...firm but friendly....can hide all the pain surrounding me...
stood up everytime i fall..wipe away the tears alone and smile to every problem

easily affected by other's tears and pain

i see myself with this picture...planet venus standing alone and tried to outshine the moon..
venus is th goddess of love..but i quite sometimes loses when it comes to love...

DREAMING of LOSING YOU.... A HEARTACHE in REALITY

 I was crossing  along the pathway. It was not asphalted like the main road. The sun shone brightly. I can feel the warmth of the sun embracing  the whole of me.
 Suddenly, I felt some light rain on my face. I smell an effusion of strong odor. A vapor rising from the ground. I remembered my dearest mother:"if ever this incident happened  , better put "vicks" (a menthol gell) on the nose to avoid flatulence or colic (kabag). Sad to say I have nothing to put on. Only a piece of hanky on my hand.
  I was on the main road when I've noticed little by little  the road became wet. The amount of rain became heavy in volume. I continued walking along the pathway wwith a heavy heart.
 My mind start wondering where am I  really going to.... I had no ideawhere my feet is leading to. My head banged and empty inside. It hurts alot , a migraine?
 I remembered what happened last night.... I was sobbing when I woke up. I had a bad dream... so bad that tears  swelled my eyes.
 I saw you crossing on the street.The night is dark, no trace of the Morning Star I used to look up at night. Clouds sailing slowly in the sky  seemed so dark to look at.
 I called you, shouting your name in the middle of the night.
 Only the cry of some Cricketts and the hooting  of  Mr. Owl answered my call.
 It seem ed you were DEAF, are you?
 Slowly, I followed you , silently creeping at a distance. Not wanting you to know  am following.

 My heart keeps on beating. Pounding so hard like a machine  inside of me.
 Am starting to tremble. My whole body  is shaking . You were directly  walking along the railroad. 
 "What are you doing?" I asked myself
 I heard the big machine shouting, giving some warning. You ignore it"Are you really deaf?"
 Once again, I tried to call your attention, you're not responding.
 All of asudden, SILENCE wrapped me. I saw nothing, EVERYTHING VANISHED . You're GONE. . . .
 I woke up with the ringing of the telephone.
 I heard your voice on the wire. You're ALIVE ! !  YES you are alive.
 You called me up to bid GOODBYE and says HELLO to the NEW  ONE.
 My DREAM and REALITY became one. . .
 I THOUGHT it's only a DREAM. . . .
 In my dream am LOSING YOU. . . .
 In my reality world, REALLY AM LOSING YOU . . . . .

THE GAME of LOVE

Everything is green, refreshing my eyes and ill feelings . . . it helped to vanished all the bitterness down deep inside of me. T'was a year ago when everything was so blissful. We're both happy , so happy that no one ever thought everything has an end.

We spend our time together, watching clouds as it sail in the sky.
How we laughed heartily seeing the animals in the zoo making some antics to catch people attention. . ..seeing people watching, running , staring each other and giving them dialogue we only both know and understand.
How we tried catching the wind as it blows in our ears.
We both dreamed the impossible. . ..
"Ha , ha , ha ,ha ,"we're both insane I knew it. . .don't you think so?
I Always loved you, and by loving you, understanding is easy for me to do.
I knew by heart you loved me ... but your uncertainty gave me a benefit of doubt. I tried to hide this feeling.
I don't want to have some emotional trouble with you .
Aaaahhhh . . . . . your impulsiveness sometimes irritate me . . . .but I guess that attitude of yours made me a little bit closer to you.
You're too good to be true, so loving, so caring. I love the way you hold my hand, the way you caress my hair.
I feel so important and safe when you say "hold my hand".
Your thoughtfulness covered your Stubbornness.
But that was a year ago . . .T'was summer when we both decided to end up this wonderful relationship. . .
We both woke up one morning, SMILING and says. . . . ."FINISHED, it's DOne"

SONNET IV : ( The Search Is Over )

  The search is over  . . . , no turning back
  Tho' I got hurt . .. , I've been int he crossroad
             of my life
   And finally it come to an end . . .

The search is over . . . , NO turning back
The pain in my heart
Will linger on forever
But time heal wounds
And I believe it will . . . 

  The search is over . . . , No turning back
   Happiness I had
   Will remain foerver
   And be hidden in the deepest
       part of my heart. . .

The search is over . . . . , No turning back
Thank you my love
My life  . . . MY everything . .

The wounds I have now
Will be the scars of tomorrow
And will be perish
Till my last breath . ..