I'll never tire of writing letters, poems and songs.
Oh, what should I do with a love this strong?
Could you blame a heart when it's you that it longs for?
I've fallen too hard. Do you think it's wrong?
Thank God I did not put down this website. I'm back, in hopes of bringing back my love for poetry.
I'll never tire of writing letters, poems and songs.
Oh, what should I do with a love this strong?
Could you blame a heart when it's you that it longs for?
I've fallen too hard. Do you think it's wrong?
Hindi naman tumigil sa pag ikot ang mundo,
Ni ang oras
sa pag takbo nito,
Ngunit ang
puso at isipan,
Ay tila naiwan
sa nakaraan.
Bakit hindi
mapigilan o maiwasan,
At pilit
binabalikan?
Ang mga
ala-ala,
Hindi
mawala-wala.
Lungkot ay
hindi maibsan,
Patuloy pa
ring nasasaktan.
Hindi ko
naman balak na manatili rito,
Ngunit
hayaan muna sana ninyo,
Na aking
dahan dahanin,
Ang pag
buhos ng aking damdamin.
Pangako, ito
ay matatapos,
Nang hindi
ako nauupos.
Hindi ko
hahayaang ako’y maubos.
At pangako, ako'y magmamahal pa rin ng lubos,
Ng mga tao, hayop at kung ano pa man,
Magpakailanman.
Oh, Charlie,
The house feels so empty.
We miss the
pit-pat of your paws,
The way you leaned your back against our legs,
Or rested your head on our feet during dinner,
Your soft “hmm, hmmm” when you wanted something,
Always polite, always sweet.
We’d open the fridge,
And you'd inspect it,
Sniffing each option like a little food critic,
Choosing what you liked with such certainty.
We miss your licks, your cuddles,
Your clinginess that made the house feel full.
But when we remember how you struggled to stand,
How you cried for help,
How your smile faded more often than not,
We find comfort in knowing you're no longer in pain.
They say animals don’t have souls.
But your love was pure.
And for thirteen beautiful years,
You gave us yours.
We’re grateful for every moment.