Saturday 9 June 2012

A Kiss Under the Rain


My Love

To My Love

The sun will set
Chocolates will melt
Flowers wither
My voice will fade
Beauty will be captured by time
Waters at the rivers might dry
My breath will not last forever
But my love for you
Will never die...
Let me say it again..
Till death do us part
I love you.

To my Constant Visitor in my Dreams...



I was Once a highschool girl
Who can not define what love is
Confused, disturbed, messy
Locks are sometimes straight ......sometimes curled
That's how confused that age can be.
Years rolled by,Friends come and go
Admirers here and there, I still don't know
Then one day , I thought, yes I thought
It is love, he is my love
Years passed, he is in my mind, my heart, my life
Fought the wind, fire and even my own flow of blood
Just because of the thing called love
You and me against the world
That's how we felt, that's how we tried
But sometimes, well, most of the time
True love can't always be true
Love can be deceiving, hurting, lying
Met another one, again and again and again
He then asked, "You don't love me anymore?"
But yet, I can't let go, I still hold on
To my recycled love
My mind wants to say, I don't
But my lips says what my heart beats
I was choking, gasping, trembling
That feeling, I can't explain
Whenever he is near, there is the fear
The fear of losing him, coz I can never have him
I know, I felt, I heard from him
Weird feeling I have ,he felt the same
But, painful we felt, that this feeling cannot be forever...
You and me against the world, together we once said.
If it's not here, maybe someday, somewhere , somehow
We can be...
We once asked, why did we meet at a wrong time .
We didn't say I Do's
But death did us part.
Wherever you are
Have a good rest my sweet, the love you once promised is remembered, felt
Like I always say, the space in my heart that is for you will always be for you.
Now I am with My Love, you must be happier now
He had the bigger part of my heart
He had the higher intensity of the beats
But as promised, he can not cover that part that is always yours.
Rest my playmate, my friend my first love.
Worry not coz My Love here will take care of me.
Rest my soulmate, my past my once true love.
Who knows, like what you said, we might meet again where no one can follow.
No regrets that I had love you...
Goodbyes are not forever, till we meet again...
Please do not visit me anymore...



LDivinaGalvez
8 June 2012
A tribute to my Father

A man's Bestfriend

When I was young I am so irritated
As my father prepares two sets of food
A set for us, another set for Gringo and Budyok
I grew older, father calls our name for dinner 
Followed by Gringo! Budyok!
As we eat, father says, love them
Love them for what?
That's what my heart says...
He felt what inside my mind...
Then he said, whenever all of you are away, they don't leave me
When I don't know the way, they lead me
Whenever someone breaks in, they tell me
Whenever I talk, they listen
When earthquake will come, they warn me
I said, "Oh, I see! You will grow old with them then!"
When my father exhales his last breath, They are gasping, crying and trembling...they sounded like they wanted to die.
All of us were asking, what do they want, who will feed them when Papa's gone.
During the wake, they didn't leave HIM, didn't eat for days,
What's this, a hunger strike, we asked
Papa's gone and they are so silent
Silence that alerted us to find for them....
There they are ! lying on my father's resting place ,breathless, but happy
Happy together with their bestfriend.



Ldgalvez
9 June 2012

Living in this world full of challenges
Everyday I am hoping for some changesBelieving life has so many stagesQuestioning why do I suffer for ages.
In my life I never get tired hopingDays and years passed by and I am copingIf only i have a choice to fly...Definitely i wouldn't sit here and cry.
Oh Lord, my lordAs i listen to your wordsI know you gave me a road to followWith loads and pride to swallow.
Lord, I find it very heavy....Too heavy that i feel so weary,
Lord you gave me someone to help me carryAnd Lord, at the end of the day we will be merry.



LDGalvez

8 June 2012