Ocean of Stars

lying still looking far away
up to where my eyes could reach
unconsciously into deep thought
under the starry sky
probably hoping for you
to come my way once again
dreaming of a time
neither of us shared
wishing of that someday
when you and i will ever be
all of this i have to deal
beneath the light of the moon
swallowed by this emptiness
caught up under the ocean of stars

Unimaginable

Even though winter is close here at the place i go to there is a cherry tree that is blooming. i thought

i wonder if everyone really understands that this place is not normal

i walked right passed it still wondering, actually confused

or maybe the thing that isnt normal is ...
the tree or just me

day by day people just pass by it, it seems that this is just normal.
on a lazy saturday i went to the place where the cherry blossom stands
as im slowly walking towards it

i wonder why this cherry tree blooms over and over?
its really true what other say that: "its more like 'cherry that drives people mad'"
looking at the cherry blossoms is something that can make you so happy, it could really drive you mad

i sat beside the tree wondering all this time

i still dont get why you blossom?

i just thought youre actually the same as i, were both weird (laughs)
hmmm i dont know as long as this tree wants to blossom, then let it be

this tree like other trees..
its just a normal tree
this tree seems alright, at least it could stand out (sighs)

dont you hate being weird?

the wind blew, along with the whisper of the cherry blossom
for other people this might seem weird but its become pretty normal for me after so long its nothing special

that tree is weird
but right now im a little weird too
why does this feel just a lil bit fun, i wonder?

the next day every trace of the cherry blossoms had disappeared
but perhaps thats just normal here

i realized something incredible ...

Where I belonged

in an underground prison
trapped by the chains of fear
locked in the bars of despair
a soul captive of darkness

what does light look like?
how does warm feel?
how does comfort sound?
for the being to long for this

it closed its eyes
everyone was waiting with their bright smiles
there was a place to return to
and someone whom he calls his own

this was just temporary
for in reality
it was never really there
the being couldnt grab hold of it

the soul opened its eyes
the wails of the damned still echoed through
is soaked with tears of blood
everything is still the same

in the end it was just an imagination
their was no one there
nobody was reaching out
it was foolish to have dreamt of the light,
because in darkness, is where I belonged.

When Trees Reply

Wind whispers,Trees rustles
Soil Holds, Trees stand
Sun shines, Trees smile
Rain pours, Trees cry
Moon shadows, Trees sleep
Storm roars, Trees dance
Flame kindles, Trees burn
Lightning strikes, Trees strips
Flood washes, Trees endure
Bird sings, Trees shelters
Environment embraces, Trees live

Tides Roar

To the roaring tides
of
Waters traveled

A loneliness journeyed of pondered thoughts and falling tears

By natures best
A
Beauty of sky lit angles, golden reds to pinkish scenes

A echoed breeze
Of
Brushing touches, my angels wings and blushful smiles


To the roaring tides
of
Waters traveled

A rose trees scent of sweet inprints
A white sand beach of crystals tides

A rushful seas in moaning whispers

The enchanted airs of silent embraces
Natures love of endless beauty's

As
Butterflies play, birds begin to soar
A heightened age of a pianos bellow, By a distance beckoned their hearts ajoined............

By:
BlaqRose

*** nice,.!! luckily found this one., even though indirect, thnx for the sudden boost of motivation., :)

Demon

in this total darkness,. no sounds can be heard you cant even here ones breath, their isnt anything in sight, their isnt any thing to distinguish nor things you can feel. the room is actually empty. a pitch black room not even light can access.

all the walls are filled with writings pertaining to anger,grief,hatred,revenge and death all written in blood. someone sitting at a corner whispering to himself

"why was i placed here? did i do anything wrong? how long have i been here?what is my name? what is existence? am i alive?do i exist? "

with all this questions going through his mind, actually it doesnt matter

"i dont care, its time."

who would have thought that you could actually see hell in a persons eyes?!

Rave

Summary

The Continent of Song is in chaos. The sinister secret society known as Demon Card is using the power of Dark Bring to destroy everything in their path. The only things capable of stopping Dark Bring are the Rave stones. Unfortunately, the Rave Stones were scattered around the globe in an explosion 50 years ago, so now they must be collected by the Rave Master in order to stop Dark Bring once and for all.

- another great manga finished., (^^,) this ones my favorite among all the ones ive read and/or currently reading., i highly recommend it, ill rate this as 10 out of 10.,

* summary taken from onemanga, img from google imgs

Into the next

the sky lavished
with a brilliant blue color
the wind scatters
the petals onto the road

from the windows i saw them
stretching off into the distance
towards the vast path of freedom
theyll surely continue their flight into the future

but now, i still want to stay here
i still dont want to leave this chapters
i still dont know
but ill gather up the courage to skip into the next

Passing days

im not myself lately

im not doing things that needs to be done
i started to get irritated with trivial things
i hate conversations
i dont care about pretty much everything
i just want to be alone

whats happening?
is this what i really want?
if i sink in to deep
what will happen?

thoughts thoughts thoughts

we really are connected by the threads of fate


making this just a small world...

thoughts thoughts thoughts

can meeting the right people at the proper moments really make that much difference in your future?

YUIness

at last a yui portion in my blog nyahaha., hmmm actually ive planned this for a long time but i couldnt make my tab portion work on the code. since im only doing this during my free time( >:)!! ) when we would have net at home id probably have
the time to fix it but for now, this one's ok.. :D next time if i could finish it ill link everything i know about yui stuffs >:) (hindi naman ako maxadong obsessed :)) )

1*Yui (born March 26, 1987 in Fukuoka, Japan) is a Japanese singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and actress. She is currently signed to Sony Music Records Japan and attached to the talent agency Stardust Promotion. But now she's currently taking a break.
**
2*
here are the links to her albums and singles, you can dowload them at the URL provided:
1st album (From me to YOu): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=UFFU0MAS
2nd album (Cant buy my Love): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F8AJPTSV
3rd album (I loved Yesterday): Part 1: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HZF1619I
Part 2: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OC72Y827
Singles:
(Its happy Line): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DH7ASA4O
(feel my soul): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=D1RGYOR6
(tomorrows way): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=I8M6QQBL
(life): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NHIWAU0X
(tokyo): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=08L8UOLN
(goodbye days): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=4U8H0DBF
(i remember you): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NRAZYP1O
(rollingstar): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=R2HAS9TP
(cherry): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=322CG75K
(my generation/understand): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6WA94820
(love & truth): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OZ7QCJ7S
(namidairo): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=J0XUMQMM
(summer song): http://www.megaupload.com/?d=XMS8NO7B
**

then their are songs by various artist she sang:
Sotsugyo Shashin
Yasashisa ni Tsutsumaretanara
Yozora No Mokou
M
Goodbye to you
Happy Birthday :D
oh yeah (acoustic) hmm this ones actually one of her songs but isnt in any album or singles
i just found it.. :D

i kinda like listening to the instrumental and acoustic version of her songs., her instrumentals calms me somehow., and listening to her acoustic is like listening to her while doing her streetside performances (its as if ive been into 1(ok dream on but still hoping hehehe )).. listening to her music sends me to a tranquil state.. it makes me feel at ease and relax., i never get tired of her songs im just playing it over and over and over again.,

for some who doesnt understand the lyrics try listening to the songs melody/rythmn first, like somewhat feeling the song first. when you finally get to feel the music try reading the translation of the songs (@ http://www.jpopasia.com/lyrics/yui/)., you would probably understand her a bit.. :D

people you should try her music.

yui as a great instrumentalist, she likes playing guitar the most. i too could also play the guitar but not as good as her and others though. i just know how to play. songs of her that i could play with tabs are 'its happy line', 'goodbye days', 'crossroad', 'life' and others still practicing and looking for tabs., if only ms.hottokoton from youtube(just search for her, she also plays good guitar) would give me tabs but i guess its impossible. another, if only i could create tabs just by listening to the song but i cant (too bad).. ill never be good if i dont practice, right?! well practice practice and more practice., as long as i could play, its alright for me.

well to end this portion ill leave you with this:
for people who loves music. even if the music doesnt make a sound, you can still probably hear its melody
quote by me hehehe

1* thanks wiki for the info and pics
2* thanks yamyamyami :D

Monster

The horrible story starts of with a genius surgeon (Dr Tenma)
trying to save a young boy's life (johan) instead of the mayor of the place.
Due to his disobedience to his Director, Dr Tenma was removed
from his "to be position" in his medical career. Then this was
followed by unfortunate events that nearly lead to his downfall.
But when everything was going all wrong for him. A series of killings
took place and this killings lead to Dr Tenma's revival. The killings
were beneficial for him. Years later, johan reapears and told Tenma
he was the one who killed his superiors.But the police suspected Tenma already for those
deaths. Now he's on the run to find johan who was guilty for the crimes he was
innocent of.

* Monster a very nice manga. just finished reading it, is their a sequel for this one? (wtf!)
This manga,of all the ones ive read, is the only manga that really fascinated me(i mean over fascinated)..the twists and turns of the story.,its like a jigsaw puzzle the events were all connected to each other to see the bigger picture. for me ill rate it 11/10 or probably more. People you should try this one out.Soooo very highly recomended., it's totally amazing, as in TOTALLY!!!! The BEST!! now onto the next manga that they highly recommended '20th century boys' :D

Shall never Surrender

The time has come and so have I
I'll laugh last cause you came to die
The damage done~the pain subsides
And I can see the fear clear when I look in your eye.
~
I never kneel and I'll never rest
You can tear the heart from my chest
I'll make you see what I do best,
I'll succeed as you breathe your very last breath.
~
Now I know how the angel fell
I know the tale and I know it too well
I'll make you wish you had a soul to sell
When I strike you down and send you straight to hell
~
My army comes from deep within
Beneath my soul--beneath my skin
As you're ending, I'm about to begin
My strength~His bane~and I will never give in.
~
I'll tell you now I'm the one to survive
You never break my faith or my stride
I'll have you choke on your own demise
I make the angel scream, and the devil cry

*ok ung first part, gang dun lng hehe

Quiescent

its late afternoon. the office feels dull at this time especially without the others around to make it more lively. only a few of us are here. just been browsing stuffs in the net for quite a while now. been reading manga, too bad the one im reading is still ongoing and im at its latest chapter already. tried to browse for the next one that ill add to the list of my manga im currently reading but didnt find one of my interest at the moment.so then i shifted back to programming trying to study something different. for just a couple of minutes i stopped. i dont like to think anymore. i looked at the other two to see what they were doing but they seem busy. oh well back to browsing then laid my head back on the chair. after a couple of minutes everythings fading slowly. tried to stay awake by drinking water and walking around. but to no avail it didnt work. so i gave in, plugged the earphones and let everything fade into darkness.

An Angel of the Past

It was already evening. Preparing to go home got to call it a day. Been busy lately because of work (as usual). (another reason)and so that i could go home and play the game that i was addicted to(Devil may Cry >:) ). packed my laptop and waiting for my friends to finish their game of poker. as i watch their game it was kinda fun, playing mind games with your opponent. and when they're finally done got my phone and plugged the earphones. of course YUI's on the playlist (:D). walking to where the place we ride to go home. saw a familiar face but im not sure if it was really her. as she was drawing near to me, i still couldnt tell if it was really her. her appearance looks different she has long hair now and from the memories i had, i had that image of her also, coz i was used to it short. i dont know if it was her but still i felt that she was her. then when she was almost in front of me then passing me by, the reaction she made was the same by the person i thought of. memories came rushing in, then i suddenly looked back at her to really really confirm it. she was walking to fast to avoid me so i couldnt tell.(i dont know if it was really to avoid me. these are assumptions because i dont know.) hmmm ..it was then, just then that i realized that she has the same eyes like mine.

then i thought

("our paths crossed. and now we're walking opposite directions. im really glad our paths intersected.")
"i dont mind and i dont care now.( plain blank devilish grin)" mumbling to myself.

sighs

"i hate myself."

smiles

Blue

A little kid was seen sitting at the middle of a field. Grass was the only thing that could be seen on that field. He just sat there alone. Quiet and emotionless. He was just staring at nothing, nothing at all. Then he dropped on his back and looked towards the sky. He looked towards the sky trying to find the end. But he could see no bound. He then sighed and said.

“ Blue... “

There was not a cloud in sight. Blue as far as the eye could see. That moment just stood still. Nothing else moved. Occasionally he breathed and his heart beat slowly. Alone, the little kid just kept staring at the vastness of the sky. Slowly then he hummed a tune. A song that would be heard by all.

Let me say the words / That longed to break away / even though just for a while / I hope I touched your life / Time is not on my side / Stranded time and again / Choices are now gone / Fleeing the moment still / As I look around I try to live and feel / I shed a tear for all regrets / For that is all I have / Regrets that wound my heart / Memories that haunts my mind / The dance has ended / The song has passed / Just like me they’ll just be your past / A distant voice calls my name / As I sing this Soldiers poem / Echoing through my soul / I came from nothing only to return once more / This shall me my last poem / This shall be my last song / To extend my arms to you / For you to hear my words / For one more day I’d give it all / I’d give it all away / I’d take back all the days / Leaving our mistakes
I’ve been chasing a dream all my life / And that is all that I regret / Not saying the words you longed to hear / Succumbing to my own fears / Hiding from the truth / Now it might be too late / To say that I Love You / My dream is all around / I can’t even hold you now / I look at an old photograph / To feel you lips / Your eyes / Your smile / But not even love can change this day / Nothing can change our faith / And as I die all alone / No one will ever hear this song / Frozen inside and out / I never got to hear your voice / Say those blissful words / That when I say I love you / You’ll say you love me too / Now I say my last goodbye / I say these final words / This Soldiers Prayer is my last goodbye / Before I close my eyes / This Soldiers Prayer is my last goodbye / Before I leave this world //

“ Do you even know what the song means? ”

A faint voice spoke to the boy. But still he remained unfazed. He just stood there still and sighed. He could hear the other person walk slowly towards him and then sat beside him. He took a glance at the person on his side and then looked towards the sky again.

“ It’s still blue... ”

“ Which one? ”

The person beside him then stared at him for a few moments and gave a puzzled look. The person saw how focused the boy was with what he was looking at and the person stared at the same direction.

“ The sky... It’s still blue... ”

Empty

He then sat on the cold steel and leaned against the cold brick walls. He then looked up towards the sky and stared at the starless sky.

“ Even the stars are against me... ”

Not a star could be seen that night. He decided to go out. He left all the doors open, figuring that nobody would have any interest on anything inside he just left. He walked around town as usual. He saw bright lights emanating from the different buildings and shops. He saw many people walking around. In his direction and against. He just looked at them, a glance or just plain staring at them. He saw couples, children’s, families, friends, he saw every conceivable type of person there was in the crowd of normal people. One thing he didn't see was someone like him.

“ They’re still dead... ”

In the midst of the crowds of people he just kept passing them, he kept walking against them, and with them. Until there were no more to see. He reached the edge of their town where a grassy field used to be. Now only patches of green was seen. He then rested himself against the soft land beneath him He stared at the still starless sky and just allowed himself to be eaten by the solitude surrounding him. He lost all cares to the world.

He just stared at the sky. Dark and starless. It was just empty, much like the feeling inside of him. He was empty. An emotionless shell, much like the starless sky. Confusion and unknown much like the cloudy night. But unknown to him, a small ember was still burning inside his heart. A small flame that kept lit the night. He might not know it yet but surely a small fire still burned inside of him. He just rested there and hummed himself to sleep.

Conversation

im with a friend discussing about stuffs
tas ang biglang banat...

friend: andito ka pa pla?!
g7: hinihintay ko na lang matapos ung dinownload ko.. >:)

friend: buti na lng andyan ka pa.. patulong sana ako sa query
g7: di ko kaya yan..

friend: simple lng ito.. promise madali lng
g7: (yang ganyang banat ang ayaw ko eh) sige patingin na lng
kung may maitutulong ako

friend: (opens laptop) (loading...)

friend: ansaya pala sa palawan
(shows pictures of the place and places she went to)

g7: ganda naman ng lugar!! kailan ung punta mo?
friend: nung january ung first two weeks na wala ako.

g7: kaya pala..

friend: (shows more of the images)
g7: (fascinated about pretty much everything)

(after everything was shown)

(at last, to the point, gusto ko ng umuwi)

friend: ay eto pala ung query, pasenxa tumagal pa na excite lng kasi ako
g7: ok lng (actually hindi >:) ).. ang ganda nga nung lugar
sana ako din hehe..

friend: (gives the details about the prob)
g7: sige test lng ako

(haayyy madali nga lng :((,. 8 na d pa ako nakakauwi,. (pde namang sabihin bukas na lang)
pero tinapos ko parin (andaming reklamo tatapusin din pala) )

(pero habang ginagawa ko)

friend: sorry,. lam ko hindi ka pa kumakain, bili lng ako saglit ng makakain
g7: wag na patapos na ako.. (joke lng,nahiya pa ang ungas :)) ) (pde ung mabubusog ako >:) )

(pagbalik)

friend: kain muna..
g7: yan ok na sya., ganyan ung output, tama?

friend: ang galing naman, salamat ha..
g7: wala nga akong ginawa, tinignan ko lng (pahumble moves)

(pagkatapos kumain)
friend: may tanung lng ako?
g7: anu un?

friend: naisip ko lng, lagi kitang nakikitang tumatawa, mukang masaya
tas ang positive lagi ng tingin mo..(pause) pero "how come your eyes look
cold"

g7: (smiles)
g7: may tissue ka, dumugo ilong ko, english eh.. hehehe


* di ko inaasahan un ah.. :)

Writing Poems (Helpful Hints)

1. Know Your Goal

If you don't know where you're going, how can you
get there? You need to know what you are trying to accomplish before you begin any project. Writing a poem is no exception. Before you begin, ask yourself what you want your poem to "do." Do you want your poem to describe an event in your life, protest a
social injustice, or describe the beauty of nature?
Once your know the goal of your poem, you can conform your writing to that goal. Take each main element in your poem and make it serve the main purpose of the poem.

2. Use Images

"BE A PAINTER IN WORDS," says UWEC English professor emerita, poet, and song writer Peg Lauber. She says poetry should stimulate six senses: sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste and kinesiology (motion).

3. Avoid Clichés

Stephen Minot defines a cliché as: "A metaphor or simile that has become so familiar from overuse that the vehicle....no longer contributes any meaning whatever to the
tenor. It provides neither the vividness of a fresh metaphor nor the strength of a single unmodified word…The word is also used to describe overused but nonmetaphorical expressions such as 'tried and true' and 'each and every" Three Genres: The Writing
of Poetry, Fiction and Drama, 405).

Cliché also describes other overused literary elements. "Familiar plot patterns and stock characters are clichés on a big scale" (Minot 148). Clichés can be overused themes, character types, or plots. For example, the "Lone Ranger" cowboy is a cliché because it has been used so many times that people no longer find it original.

A work full of clichés is like a plate of old food: unappetizing.

Clichés work against original communication. People value creative talent. They want
to see work that rises above the norm. When they see a work without clichés, they
know the writer has worked his or her tail off, doing whatever it takes to be original. When they see a work full to the brim with clichés, they feel that the writer is not show-
ing them anything above the ordinary. (In case you hadn't noticed, this paragraph is chock full of clichés... I'll bet you were bored to tears.)

Clichés dull meaning. Because clichéd writing sounds so familiar, people can comp-
lete finish whole lines without even reading them. If they don't bother to read your
poem, they certainly won't stop to think about it. If they do not stop to think about your poem, they will never encounter the deeper meanings that mark the work of an acco-
mplished poet.

4. Avoid Sentimentality

Sentimentality is "dominated by a blunt appeal to the emotions of pity and love...Popu-
lar subjects are puppies, grandparents, and young lovers" (Minot 416). "When readers have the feeling that emotions like rage or indignation have been pushed artificially for their own sake, they will not take the poem seriously" (132).

Minot says that the problem with sentimentality is that it detracts from the literary quality of your work (416). If your poetry is mushy or teary-eyed, your readers may openly rebel against your effort to invoke emotional response in them. If that happens, they will stop thinking about the issues you want to raise, and will instead spend their energy trying
to control their own gag reflex.

5. Communicate Theme

Poetry always has a theme. Theme is not just a topic, but an idea with an opinion.

Topic: "The Vietnam War"

This is not a theme. It is only a subject. It is just an event. There are no ideas, opinions, or statements about life or of wisdom contained in this sentence.

Theme: "History shows that despite our claims to be peace-loving, unfortunately each person secretly dreams of gaining glory through conflict."

This is a theme. It is not just an event, but a statement about an event. It shows what
the poet thinks about the event. The poet strives to show the reader his/her theme during the entire poem, making use of literary techniques.

*courtesy of http://www.originalpoetry.com/?en=mail
hmmm.. i think i never followed this hints though hehehe..
as long as i could write one, my purpose was to never amuse my readers anyway.. :D