ang mga talukap

October 10th, 2007 by janizeann

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

may ilang beses tayong pumipikit at dumidilat

ang talukap ng ating mga matay bumubukas at sumasara

at sa tuwi-tuwinay nangungusap sa pagdilat o pagkurap

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

na may isang bagay ay wari mong nasaksihan

tila naiiba ang paggalaw ng mga talukap

na siyang nagdidikta ng ating nararamdaman

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

minsan sinasabing ang nararamdaman ay kasiyahan

ngunit may pagkakataong ang ipinahihiwatig ay kalungkutan

mayroon din naman ang ipinararating ay hindi inaasahan

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

ito rin ay isang bagay na siyang hinuhugasan kung marumihan

ngunit minsan ay mahapdi kung may puwing

sa ating pagluha ay maiibsan

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

sa ating pagdilat ay ibat iba ang mga nasasaksihan

na nagdudulot ng pagpapasya o pagkakaiba ng ating mga talukap

ngunit sa kalaunan ito rin ay nagsasabing pahinga lamang ang katapat

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

napakagandang pagmasdan ang munting bagay na ito

na kung minsan ay mahirap masaksihan sa bawat isang tao

ngunit sa paglipas ng oras ay may ibat iba ang galaw

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

ang mga talukap na itoy atin ding inaalagaan

sapagkat itoy karaniwang nagpapahayag ng ating kagandahan

na siyang nagpapahiwatig ng ating napupusuan

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

may ibat ibang uri ng galaw nito

o di kayay natural lamang ang pagluha

na siyang nagbibigay ng kaginhawaan sa saloobin ng isang katauhan

sa bawat oras na lumilipas,

sa mga talukap din ito natin naitatago ang mga karamdaman

tila mga karanasang hindi malilimutan

na siyang nagbibigay sigla sa ating mga buhay sa kasalukuyan.

by joazze

December 19th, 2006 by janizeann

what’s aching? …..It could be a tension headache, a back pain, a stomach cramp, or an earache, for whatever that is what I feel at the moment, I hope its something that I can always handle nevertheless, I should be seeing a doctor. Well, why I brought up the topic to talk about, it just came into my mind. The reason maybe, I shouldn’t be talking about this in public instead, I should be discussing these things with people who can share with me the aches they had once or many times in their lives… I had encountered many head banged on a wall this year, I don’t know what it really meant but it made me think about a lot of things that happened in my life. I’m talking about a month ago when it came across my mind but now it’s totally different of how I’ve felt before than how I feel now. Once I told a friend, who happens to be there to listen, telling me ‘everything shall pass’, which I then don’t understand exactly what it means but after a few hours I realized , it’s all true. But it took me some time to accept everything on my own, that made me wonder where to get all the strength to be able to cope with all these pains. To me, these were just never ending physical pains and struggles but how can we avoid such even for a while? It could be then a little numbness but in my mind to where the ache lives and stays, this is when we, humans, would like to pretend like animals to be able to express our fears like the beasts on a wild.

BY THE ARNO

December 19th, 2006 by janizeann

BY THE ARNO

by oscar wilde

        The oleander on the wall      
        Grows crimson in the dawning light,
        Though the grey shadows of the night
        Lie yet on Florence like a pall.

        The dew is bright upon the hill,
        And bright the blossoms overhead,
        But ah! the grasshoppers have fled,
        The little Attic song is still.

         Only the leaves are gently stirred   
         By the soft breathing of the gale,
         And in the almond-scented vale
        The lonely nightingale is heard.   

        The day will make thee silent soon,   
         O nightingale sing on for love!
         While yet upon the shadowy grove 
         Splinter the arrows of the moon.      

         Before across the silent lawn   
         In sea-green vest the morning steals,
         And to love’s frightened eyes reveals
         The long white fingers of the dawn      

         Fast climbing up the eastern sky   
         To grasp and slay the shuddering night,
         All careless of my heart’s delight, 
         Or if the nightingale should die.    
                        

3_flubbers

November 1st, 2006 by janizeann

the three flubbers…

Oh, those bouncy little fellas that’s why i called them three flubbers! Buncha kids who fight each day just to get the attention they need…So sweet! So sweet! I really couldn’t ask for more….These three makes me insane whenever i spent my time with them!

But it’s just so cool to play with them although my energy really is just a few which i always complain about, that way i always give up in minutes…heheheh! Soooh, hyper!

@_my_desk

October 8th, 2006 by janizeann

@ my desk

……Oktoberfest Nah?!!? dats wat i always hear everytime this month arrives!

Well, for no important reasons, it’s just an ordinary month but i guess its more important for

me to know that we are fast approaching "Chrismas Holidays", a year end to reminisce.

For another very important reason, i think maybe it’s a moment when i feel a little bit nervous

everyday…Why?! Maybe bcoz I’m getting older each day and everything changed, each day is

something to reflect about. Am not quite sure about what exactly i feel or am feeling at the moment

but i think its something that i don’t just ignore bcoz am not used to feel this way as always…

Am not thinking of something chaotic but it does happens, we’ll never know?!?!? Yeah, folks I’m pretty much aware of these things but we just don’t have that power to tell what’s gonna happen or what’s there to happen…Since, I do sometimes feel unease, as much as i wanted to enjoy every moment with

family and friends.

…..Personally, I don’t want to be judged if am doing what is right for myself, I’m quite reflecting on my daily routines which i guess helped me improved my ways. For all the things which i want to do or maybe i want to reach, it is an accomplishment to me if I did it without the hassles of getting sick or feel tremendous fatigue not knowing where to find my strength once again and won’t be able to cheer up bcoz am totally complaining about all the pains and aches i created! Whew! Whew!

…..I know and I understand that I will be dealing with my life like these forever. That’ll never change, but there are so many things I learned to deal with or shall we say I learned to do, so I can change routines

if i get bored with one thing or the other, I may be able to move on with another thing. I feel totally satisfied with that but since not always I am in my toughest shape, I remained still. Pausing for a moment is something that I always wanted to do even if they’d say I’m wasting my time, when I’m not.

…..I don’t want to study anymore. That’s what’s on my mind right now. I don’t want to indulge my mind into something that will punish my brain for all the things which I’m quite sure will always stay there and if given the chance I’d play instead. This is when I’m feeling all the pressures and the buckles of our surroundings. PLAY suddenly comes in my mind, whether it be some sort of a physical activity or a high-tech one i think it will surely give me benefit rather than use my brain and all the energy i have left in my body! But of course, I’m having fun and i feel released in writing. I think its very important to write at least to express how i feel. I have this funny feeling that I don’t want to be judged if ever, suddenly I’m out of air and won’t be able to breathe one single day for no reasons i don’t know, least I want to explain the whole world that I’m happy and I didn’t commit suicide (you know some people think that way) Neither do i feel depressed…

…..In fact our lives had changed a lot, it has been improved little by little without our knowledge so to speak. For many reasons to have considered, a lot has already changed. I’m not very pessimistic about what has been done and what still has not yet finished, all takes time. Bit by bit, it’ll be in progress! For how long, that one thing nobody can answer. We consider shall we say, prevention, caution, preparation, and the rest is process. What am I talking about, I’m serious, Everything, that’s what I’m talking about. Not just my life, somebody’s life or our future.

…..Everyone is so busy doing a lot for their family when I’m not. Well, sometimes I’m not doing anything

but not always. Of course, i feel sensitive about what’s happening inside our home. Just by saying I don’t want to push myself too much, was that enough for an excuse?! That’s when my hobbies comes in, I’m totally preoccupied!

…..Have a great day!

 

08-Oct-06

23:07:42

tapestry

September 1st, 2006 by janizeann

  tapestry               

by
joazze

my choice of picturesque

from tall trees

to huge stones

A walkway through the valley

Behind the ferns, frogs and butterflies linger

Fish of different species

jumping into the river wild

A big splash of water wraps off the shore

Cold breeze cover the grass

Half way ~ thru the sun shines…

Best Of You

July 17th, 2006 by janizeann

Best Of You

I’ve got another confession to make

I’m your fool

Everyone’s got their chains to break

Holding you

Were you born to resist?

Or be abused?

Is someone getting the best of you?

Or are you gone and on to someone new?

I needed somewhere to hang my head

Without your noose

You gave me something that I didn’t have

But had no use

I was too weak to give in

Too strong to lose

My heart is under arrest again

But I’ll break loose

My head is giving me life or death

But I can’t choose

I swear I’ll never give in

I refuse

Is someone getting the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?

It’s real, the pain you feel

Your trust?

You must confess

Is someone getting the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?

It’s real, the pain you feel

The life, the love you’d die to heal

The hope that starts the broken heart

Your trust? You must confess

Is someone getting the best of you?

I’ve got a another confession, my friend

I’m no fool

I’m getting tired of starting again

somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?

I swear I’ll never give in-I refuse

Is someone getting the best of you?

FOO FIGHTERS

somewhere in my heart

June 14th, 2006 by janizeann

Summer in the city where the air is still
A baby being born to the overkill
Who cares what people say
We walk down love’s motorway

Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves
And singing hearts and flowers

Chorus:
(but) somewhere in my heart * (only in some chorus’s)
There is a star that shines for you
Silver splits the blue
Love will see it through
And somewhere in my heart
There is the will to set you free
All you’ve got to be is true

A star above the city in the northern chill
A baby being born to the overkill
No say no place to go
A t.v. and a radio

Amibition and love wearing boxing gloves
And singing hearts and flowers

Chorus

But who could heal
What’s never been as one
And our hearts have been torn
Since the day we were born
Just like anyone

From westwood to hollywood
The one thing that’s understood
Is that you can’t buy time
But you can sell your soul
And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll

white flag

June 10th, 2006 by janizeann

White Flag

I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you or tell you that.
But if I didn’t say it well I’d still have felt it,
where’s the sense in that
I promise I’m not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were but

I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door,
I’m in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble,
I understand if you can’t talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it’s over" then I’m sure that that makes sense but

I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door,
I’m in love and always will be

And when we meet, which I’m sure we will
All that was there, will be there still
I’ll let it pass, and hold my tongue
And you will think, that I’ve moved on….

I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door,
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door,
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door,
I’m in love and always will be
 

by dido