A Tribute

*I don’t own this

You filled the void in my heart
Taught me to dream and look forward
You’ve touched my soul
Like no one would

When I’m down
You’d sit beside me and hold my hand
Ever willing to keep me warm
Always want me away from harm

When I’m drowning in self-pity
You never fail to comfort me
Always keeping me company
Letting me vent and just be me

I’m not easy to be around
Too few good friends I have found
But you’re more than enough
And I’d forever thank God for that!

A to Z Challenge : My Theme

Guys, I almost forgot I am joining the A to Z Challenge this April and today they encourage us to reveal our theme,  not that it is mandatory but it will be of great help for our visitors or readers on what they can expect. Since most of my posts is random or whatever comes to mind in a certain moment, I must admit that I need to give myself a little more push but I’m up to it.


I believe poetry runs in my blood, with that being said, I decided to play this challenge with writing a poem with titles from A to Z. I am so excited to write the first piece come 1st of April. So watch out for it!

A poet is a liar
who always speaks the truth
– Jean Cocteau

Tokens of Gratitude: My Children

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Hello world! Saturday is over here in my place, Philippines meaning I’m late for my ‘Tokens of Gratitude’ feature post (I’m blaming it to my busy schedule this week). But as the saying goes, ‘better to be late than never’. So here it is…




One of the most amazing gift God has given me is my children. I would always feel grateful to Him for entrusting me with such wonderful creatures.



Without my children,
my house would be clean & my wallet would be full but, my HEART would be EMPTY…


3Line Tales 5

Why did you drew an arrow to the left?
To convince me that you are right?
Truth is, you are out of your mind!

photo by Sonya

For a detailed instruction of this wonderful activity, kindly check ‘Three Line Tales, Week Seven’. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing a three liner.

Another Form of Self-Expression


At first, it was just another way to kill boredom. I never thought that it will make me feel a sense of fulfillment and inner peace, but as soon as I’m done with my very first piece and read it, it became a hobby and eventually became my passion. Reading and writing poetry never fail to amaze me. It touches the depths of my soul and it serves as a portal to the unknown which I always find enticing. It quenches my thirst for appreciation and my hunger for attention.


*I don’t own the images

For me, it is not only a mind exercise but one of the most artistic form of self-expression. I believe writing poetry runs in my blood. It never fail to catch attention and it brings happiness beyond measure.






Poetry -is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
– Carl Sandburg

How about you? How do you kill boredom? Does it always bring you positive feelings, a sense of fulfillment, or just to let time pass by? I’m so excited to read your comments.



When I was One and Twenty


When I was one and twenty
I believed I knew enough plenty
I left the world of novice
As soon as I tasted a man’s kiss

Gifted not only with physical beauty
But also with a mind so witty
I became an object of other girls’ envy
But a victim of such vanity

Weekly Quotes To Ponder 8



Truth be told, I am really not a patient person. I am actually impulsive in nature. I can utter disgusting words in a split seconds once triggered. I can burst into anger without thinking of the outcome of my actions. That’s actually one of the downsides of being a sentimental fool. It’s really hard to control my emotions. And before I knew it, the damage has been done.


It has been said that it’s not what you say that matters but how you say it. Being a call center employee for about more than ten years, I can definitely say that it’s true. Since we deal with customers via telephone, tone of voice plays an important role. An upbeat and pleasant tone should be observed all throughout the call especially in the first five seconds. Same goes with face to face interactions. Oftentimes a gentle answer could make someone forget his anger. On the other hand, saying harsh words or cussing can trigger it. Experience proved that even though we don’t mean bad once we say it in an unpleasant tone, it changes the meaning to the person who heard us. Therefore, it is of utmost importance to guard our tone of voice for us to get along with people. It’s hard for  me to do that, honestly but I’m learning everyday and taking it one step at a time.


Smile is an inexpensive way to improve one’s look

That’s it for our 8th week of ‘Weekly Quotes To Ponder’. Hopefully, you learned something and enjoyed reading at the same time. Have a blessed week, everyone!

Sunshine Blog Award



Cheers to ‘Sunshine Blog Award!’ I am really honored to receive this. Thank you to my fellow blogger, Sonali Mukherjee of Howling With The Wolf blog. I always find her blog posts really interesting and love the way she comments on my posts. You may want to take a peek and enjoy reading as well.

Now, for the rules:

Thank the person who nominated you in the blog post (basically say something nice about him/her..we all like to hear good things about us right?
Answer the 11 questions set by the person who nominated you.
Nominate 11 blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions to answer.

(I also copy pasted it, thank’s Sonali for your wonderful idea, yey!) Continue reading “Sunshine Blog Award”

Letting Go

*I don’t own this image

I never thought I could be this wrong
To love, to wait, for eight years long
Your name, etched in my heart
I dread the day we have to part

Your thoughts lingers in my head
I curse every seconds you’re in her bed
Trying my best to ease the pain
Soon you’ll be with me again

I know this is insane
This is madness beyond compare
Your time and affection we need to share
Be totally mine, why don’t you dare?

You said I complete you
Such one of your lies that seems so true
I’m happy by just loving you
Still I need to face the truth

I’ll never be complete without you
But every turn tells me to let go…
Move forward, head held up high though alone
Find someone I could call my own