must you be a dream in my make- believe realm that i keep chasing in the silence of the night? as i take the long road, in search of the light, the promising yet blinding light of rational sanity and reasonable tolerance of steady balance and bountiful liberality for it’s never easy, to relate to others while making healthy choices
must you really be just a dream in my make- believe realm that i keep seeking in the chaos of my head? as i find my way, in pursuit of a solitary life ahead a life of upswing recovery and ease healing a life of peaceful acceptance and free- wheeling for it’s never easy, to find joy and happiness in the darkest of times, in the loneliest of moments
must you really be just a dream i keep chasing in my head?
this one’s for the child, the abandoned child in you don’t blame her for the misfortunes you had she was given up by choice, upon birth, not even her fault so if by some sad fate she was so hard and rebellious, forgive her for it was not her choice
this one’s for the girl, the broken girl in you don’t shame her for the mishaps you had she grew up lost and astray, in a place that sure was not hers so if by some sad consequence she was delinquent, pardon her for it was not her choice
this one’s for the young lady, the assaulted young lady in you don’t humiliate her for the violence you had she trusted so much and believed in the good of humanity so if by some sad repercussion she was violated, absolve her for it was not her choice
this one’s for the lady, the dumped lady in you don’t disgrace her for the love you didn’t get she was too young, too dumb and too naive so if by some sad chance she was broken and hurt, acquit her for it was not her choice
this one’s for the woman, the abused woman in you don’t condemn her for the exploitation you had she was a victim, a silent victim so if by chance she was hopeless and muted condone her for it was not her choice
this one’s for you; abandoned, broken, assaulted, dumped, and abused you are not alone, and you will never be
From an IG prompt hosted by Rosema of AReadingwriter #Novembernotes2021
if uncertainty is daunting, and living is just believing then i’d say, i love you with all of my fears, agitation, and panic but i’d love to believe living without you is more unsettling than any of my trepidation would be so i look at the heavens above and say my highest esteem to God for i’ve met my greatest blessing, the day i’ve met you
if uncertainty is daunting, and living is just believing then, i want you to know that if i can’t have you for the rest of my life i’d settle for the thoughts of afterlife so i look at the heavens above and extend my praise and thank to God for i know He has prepared a room for you and for me in His kingdom above
if uncertainty is daunting, and living is just believing then, i’d wait for the perfect time to come when uncertainty is no longer daunting and living is not just believing
i can’t breath, i can’t cry, i can’t even sigh when you pushed me hard, down the ground and why? just why? because i am different? my color is different from yours? since when did colors matter? since when did you have the right to treat me like i’m not even half a human?
i can’t breath, i can’t cry, i can’t even sigh when you humiliated me in public and why? just why? because i am not like you? my beliefs are different from yours? since when did differences in beliefs matter? since when did you have the right to ridicule me?
why the need to segregate why the need to separate
different colors? different races? different beliefs? different status?
it’s choking me. i can’t breath. i can’t cry. i can’t even sigh.
i need to breath. survive. live
from an IG prompt by Rose of Areadingwriter- Song: I Can’t Breathe (H.E.R)
i see them all bowing their heads in supplication begging earnestly, humbly or maybe i thought in the church, all Sundays for worship and adoration over the years as time goes by and yet i never understand why
why they seemed to be good, to be nice, to be kind only within the confide of the walls of the church for everyone to see, for everyone to witness over the years as time goes by and yet i never understand why
why they still bang their doors upon arriving their homes they yell at their servants with little or no reason at all they nag at the simplest mistakes of their children over the years as time goes by and yet i never understand why
they who claimed to be servants of God live a luxurious life, amidst vow of poverty they have been allegedly molesting women and children they have been irrational human beings over the years as time goes by and yet i never understand why
why, really why, yet i pray.
i pray for God to grant me wisdom to understand things that i can’t barely acknowledge pray for God to grant me discernment to preceive things better over the years as time goes by and yet i never understand why
why, really why, yet i pray i keep praying even if i don’t know why
from an IG prompt hosted by Rosema of Areadingwriter
where do i begin to tell you at least, that i can’t make it here, while you are there i can’t have breakfast in bed while you are on the phone i can’t have coffee while you are driving through the highway i can’t have sumptuous lunch while you are ordering fastfood i can’t have dinner while watching you fix yours from a distance
where do i begin my dear, to that say i am sorry ours could be so odd, so odd we don’t see eye to eye i don’t wanna go to bed whispering goodnight while caught between crazy storms and poor connectivity i don’t wanna dream of forever hopeful but alone i don’t wanna wake up at the first blush of sunshine without you by my side
so, while you are there and i am here trying to figure out the best way to share our love, our hopes, our dreams remember then, life always ends where it begins ours, just come in full circle
we are back to where our love started; Manila
From An IG Prompt hosted by Rosema of Areadingwriter
for what else is life without you ’till the end of our days? for what else is love if it’s not you i will hold on tight as we age? for what else is dreaming if it’s not ’bout wishing you around? for what else is hoping if it’s not you i adore the most?
my love, i promise to be with you until our dying days i swear to love you even if you become the most annoying human being i vow to hold you closer to my heart wherever we go and with all my remaining strength, i will serve you even then
for what else is growing old if you will not be there with me? for what else is the beauty of retirement if you are not beside me watching the sunset? for what else is solitude if it’s not in seclusion with you? for what else is the joy of becoming grandparents if your not a part of it?
my love, i promise to make my life forever yours and build my dreams around you i swear to love you more than any metaphors could ever express i vow to forever be the woman that you see now in your eyes
for what else is happiness if we lose our spark? for what else is laughter if we don’t laugh together? for what else is family if it’s not with being with you?
and so my love, give me your hand, and I will give you forever i promise to love you with my whole heart with a passion that can’t be expressed in words, only in kisses, glances, and years of fun and adventure with you by my side
i could be anything you want me to be i always say, and why not? i could be a woman with magic powers, i could fly to where you are in my black cloak and pointed hat on a broomstick wouldn’t that be fun? i could cast a spell on you, with my magic and sorcery and why not? i could hum a silent chant for i desire you with all my heart even when we are apart but just so you know i could make your life high and low so, keep me, please do or i’ll be wherever you go
i am fascinating, beautiful, alluring, beguiling and i could be anything you want me to be
i traveled by land, by sea and by air i witnessed customs in different views and different ways i learned and mastered travel guides, travel rules and travel etiquettes i went to places others could only dream of i met people of different races and different faces i bet, i am blessed, i am lucky
i saw the world from the top as i took to travel by air, and while up in the sky so high i couldn’t help but always wonder how one could be so lucky in life, while others were not? how could the rich become even richer each day, while sadly the poor got poorer? my thoughts kept on wandering as i counted every single cloud my eyes caught by i thought of our government leaders and what else they needed to do with our sagging economy i thought of the youth and how they could become better citizens of our land i thought of the fathers and how they could provide more for their families i thought of the mothers and how they could nurture, raise grounded and God – fearing children i thought of the unborn children and how the future would be for them
up in the sky is magical, thoughts could go from wild to wildest when the airplane flies through violent waves of air my mind too becomes uneasy, searching for answers to many of the questions i so long have been needing answers to
but, baby since the day i found you, traveling has no longer been the same i think of nothing and no one else but you as i get on my flight my mind is in a complete halt and complete silence i take my deepest slumber knowing that down there you are waiting in great anticipation