Wednesday, 6 July 2016
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
Sunday, 3 July 2016
THE CURSED CENTURY
This is the lifetime where anger and pride rules our lives
Where envy and jealousy overshadows the love in our hearts.
In this century, our 21st century, the
young are attracted to the old
The rich runs from the poor.
Men love their wives but somehow finds a way not
to love them completely with their acts of infidelity.
This same century? Oh yes!
This same century, we hate pain but we embrace it
with our hands open and our eyes wide awake.
In several relationships today, the hard choice is
in fact not loving or giving your everything to whom you love. The hardest part
is letting go.
Letting go off what we already know brings us
hurt, pain and tears but we rather hold on tight, so tight until we are
damaged.
In this silly century;
We hold grudges against another for their act of
kindness and maybe a little more progress they make. We just never want to be
happy to see a brother make money and spend it at will.
Oh century!
Can it get any worse?
I am scared to say “you are my friend”
Because the very moment I fall asleep to wake in
few seconds after, I see you amidst my enemies, whining and dinning.
I came alone to this world; I will eat alone,
drink alone, pray alone, succeed alone and die alone.
T.H.I.S 2.1 C. E. N. T. U. R. Y
Totally filled with sadness and without shame.
This century did make sadness but did not partake
in the sadness but let the ones born in its period wallow in it.
Every woman is my enemy if I cannot call her my
sister because someday, she could be lying in my bed with my husband and bear
him kids and watch him torment me.
Every man is my enemy if I cannot call him my
brother because someday, he could introduce my husband to another woman as good
or less good than I am and yet tell me to my face how much my husband loves me.
In this century may no man mock me because of my
skill of ignorance which bears trust for whom I would love.
May this century not ruin my hope for a happy ever
after.
Tuesday, 3 May 2016
THE DOGS’ LOYALTY
| My bestfriend |
We are both humans so,
When we quarrel in the end we forgive each
other.
We roll on the floor and shake it off
forgetting our differences.
We realize that we have loved ourselves ten
times more few hours ago.
Whether or not we admit it, we know it.
His compliments he can’t hide.
He wiggles his tail in approval of my
appearance.
He would ask “when would you be back”
….just with a simple bark.
There I would be, deciding whether or not to
take him along.
I’ve grown so used to him…
Should he be sick or sad? I could cry all day
We would cuddle and watch telemundo
He would sleep off in my arms
Because he knows “I’d be there”
Many times he would cry over being single and
heartbroken.
He would watch me cry too and say to me “my
case is better than yours”
The mysterious smile I get fades my pain of
loneliness
My dog is everything.
The “humans” are nothing.
We quarrel and never forgive each other.
We roll on the floor till one is crowned the
best fighter.
Then…
We realize how much we hate each other,
Whether or not we say it, we know it.
Should you be sick or sad? Was the deal day
they had been waiting for.
They would gather behind you to mock you
Many times you would be hurt but that’s their
joy.
Dogs are loyal, they would love you till your death
The law of change does not affect a dogs’ love.
Let the “humans” go to the dogs and learn how
to love and care for another.
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