Weekly Quotes To Ponder 42

 

 

It’s a day late for our ‘Weekly Quotes To Ponder‘ feature. Forgive me for this. There’s a bunch of thoughts running through my head these days that I’m having difficulty to focus. So, I thought, why not try to at least de-clutter my mind? I’ve been thinking of launching a website for a while now. I even bought my own domain at GoDaddy just yesterday.

My life these past few months is in a mess. I am so sick of forcing myself out of this difficult situation that all I want to do is to vanish instantly. Go to a place where there’s no worries, pain, disappointments, and frustrations. But deep inside I know that this is beyond possible as long as I live in this world.

So what’s the best thing to do now? I asked myself a couple of times. I despise feeling so weak and helpless. And truth be told, I’d rather be the one that someone depends on than be the one who needed help. That’s actually the only pride that I have.

 

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In the midst of it all, I came across this quote on the internet while browsing. It hit me big time. And I agreed with it. Maybe I don’t need to bite more than I could chew. Stop forcing myself to fix my life that has been broken but to start over and build something better. And here I am, starting to do the things that I believe would make me feel better and I know that in God’s time, once and for all, I will be wearing a smile again that could brighten people’s day around me and inspire them to do the same.

This is another proof that in order for us to survive in this life and be happy is to stand tall even in the most trying times. May God Almighty bless us all!

3Line Tales 42: Writer’s Block

 

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photo by: Kira auf der Haide

 

Words knows how to disguise, add color and spice
Telltale the deepest recesses of one’s heart
Yet my hands freezing, can’t make up my mind.

 

Here’s my entry for this week’s Three-lining activity. Thank you, Sonya, of Only 100 Words for coming up with this. It never failed to detoxify my soul and declutter my mind. For full instructions, kindly click here. I’m so excited to read yours.

TANKA: Athletic

 

A man with iron fist
With a built, I could not resist
My world crumbles, my mind, twist
As soon as our eyes met
He won me over without a bet.

 

***TANKA Poem is very similar to Haiku but it has more syllables and it uses simile, metaphor, and personification. There are five lines in a Tanka.

 

My Monthly Memories: September 2k17

The first ‘Ber month‘ of the year has passed us by. Before I knew it, it’s 1st of October already. Another proof that time is so powerful it cannot be cheated. This is in response to a blogging event called #mymonthlymemories hosted by a gorgeous blogger, Basant She of  The Socially Anxious Extrovert. You may want to visit her blog to find good reads. And if you’d like to join us, kindly click here for instructions.

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September is one of the toughest months this year. The first week, I lost my full-time job as a Freelancer, my internet connection has been restricted due to late payment, not to mention the series of unfortunate events that followed that I don’t want to remember nor mention here. For someone who is a mother of four children, who is renting a house, making both ends meet is tougher when her partner is not supporting her financially anymore. I rarely sleep soundly these days. I am so preoccupied with a lot of things. Would you believe that I even beat myself with household chores to death so that once I lay my body in bed, I could easily sleep? That’s how wretched my life has been that month.

tulipI love those random memories that make me smile; 
no matter what’s going on in my life right now.

Thank God for His mercy and grace, I am still able to survive that ordeal and life these past few days is getting better. I just nailed down a full-time job again which will start on Monday. I know that the salary is not that big but at least it would help augment our daily needs.

Back to blogging. It must be noted that there are still blessings in disguise whenever someone faces difficulties in life. I’ve had more time to write on my blog since I don’t have work for more than two weeks. I’ve written at least ten posts including 3LineTales – Give In and Daily Prompts – Fondness for Him, The Novelist, Focus, and Coincidence. You’d put a smile on my face once you check them out.

I have learned to force myself to be cheerful in whatever situation I may find myself. For I believe that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition.

As of now, I cannot say that I would be more active again in blogging but I’ll do my best to at least write a post every once in a while this month. I feel better these days, somehow. I would like to express how grateful I am that even though my blog is not that active in the past few months, there are still people who took time to visit or check my posts. I am still blessed.

Once again, cheers to better blogging and better days this month of October.

 

 

 

 

 

3Lines Tales 41: Give In

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Bury my pride
Reach out in the open
Hold my sanity, heart in chain

 

Hello, wonderful people! It’s been a very long time since I joined Sonya’s Three Line Tales. I more than miss it. So here I am, making up for all the loss. I can’t help but smile at this. You may want to join us too. For instructions, kindly click here:

TANKA : Coincidence

 

He came after her
Not knowing what life has to offer.
He said this is no coincidence
True love always finds its way.
She said, his mind is in disarray.

 

***Tanka poem is very similar to Haiku but it has more syllables and it uses simile, metaphor, and personification. There are five lines in a Tanka.

 

 

 

 

Beyond Hope #SoCS

beyond.jpgI have never felt this cold before. It’s as if I am inside a refrigerator waiting to be frozen to death and to meet oblivion. I feel more than numb, the excruciating pain I felt a couple of minutes ago is gone. I fell into a deep slumber. But before my consciousness left me, I finally utter my last prayer, that if ever fate would be kind enough to wake me up, I would be given a chance to find the man of my dreams alone and free.

 

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I ache to see his eyes burn for me, so intense that it could melt my heart in seconds. I want to feel the warmth of his touch, that lingering embrace that makes me feel secure. I would love to see us holding hands in public. Kissing me softly in front of other people. I would like to show the whole world that he is mine and I am his. That our love could outshine even the hotness of the sun.

 

Greetings!

This is in response to a Saturday blogging event hosted by Linda G. Hill entitled, Stream of Consciousness Saturday 

This may be late but better be late than never. Cheers!

Imagination Without Limits at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

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break free

Hi there people! It’s been awhile since I joined a blogging event because of my full-time work as a Freelancer. But since we don’t have work for this week, I have time to write on my blog and I couldn’t be happier.

Above is my entry for this ‘Experimental Haiku’ that tells a story with a minimum of words. If you’re following this blog, you’ll know that I am fond of writing brief and meaningful tale out of stunning photo prompts.

 

Fondness for Him

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I never felt safe and warm with someone other than him. Whenever I feel anxious and panicky, I just think of leaning my head on his shoulder or putting my face on his chest while I take a deep breath and everything seems to be alright.

Do you believe that the best love is unexpected? That you just don’t pick someone and cross your fingers that it’ll work out? That love, at first sight, is but a tip of the ice burg? When I talk and notice the way his lips curve when he smiles or the glow in his eyes while he listens to me without batting an eyelash. But of course, love is more of a decision not just feelings. When the other person becomes difficult to deal with and yet you stayed, that’s when you’ll know that it’s love. Genuine love is selfless and full of hope.

Nothing in the world smells as good as the person you love…

This really beats me. Whenever I encounter a place we’ve been, I can’t help but reminisce everything we’ve shared. His smell still lingers in our bed, and even in my head. I crave for his presence now that we’re a thousand miles apart and I doubt if I could ever love this way again.

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One Beat

couple.jpgTime stood still
When we’re together
This emptiness inside, you fill
And I couldn’t get better

Fate may be cruel, unfair
Yet you break through it
With iron will
Faced it with good intent

Truly, you are beyond compare
I always want you near
Whisper my name softly in my ear
Take me to places I’ve never been

Dance together in the rain
Hold each other amidst pain
And whenever we’re apart
think that our heart beats as one

-MNEMOSYNE