Flora y Fauna
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I will never forget
the day we first met
cupid forgot his arrows
so he shot me with a dart
I felt something pierced through me
something i cannot see,
not seeing what you feel
I guess love is a form of art
You came into my life
like a house robber at night
silent and cautious
you took my heart
Days and weeks and months passed
hoped our love will last
who would've thought that
our burning passion began from a spark
Fall came, our relationship grew gloomer
winter came, and you seemed colder
spring and summer came, nothing changed
I was just so lost in the dark
I listened to everything you said
hurt for every tear you shed
Moving forward not knowing why
I guess love is a form of art
I will never forget
the day we first met
cupid pulled out his dart
and left a hole in my heart
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"Goddess In The City"
Visual Artwork by:
Zena Alethea Perona Teofilo
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spectrumofcolours
the arch in the sky sees it all, this is how i see the world, this is the way i see you.
luminousmystery
Monday, May 2, 2016
Angelo Lesh Palma, Jr - Originals
Curfew
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Bound by rules
Restricted by time
Mocked by fools
Thinking you were mine
A date with destiny
A dance with fate
I simply was too early
and you were simply too late
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Bound by rules
Restricted by time
Mocked by fools
Thinking you were mine
A date with destiny
A dance with fate
I simply was too early
and you were simply too late
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Friday, May 8, 2015
Out II: A Moment In Time
Tentative Title: Out II (A Moment In Time)
Penned by: Saint Aurellius
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Prologue / Chapter X:
Seasoned Memories
I lie half-awake in a state of confusion,
as I take a deep breath with my eyes closed – slightly squinting. I can feel
beads of sweat forming on my forehead and some flowing down my temple to my
nape. I can’t resist this steamy
sensation lingering around my neck and chest anymore, like I’m being passionately
raped all thru out my body. I wrestle
with the pillows as to not open my eyes. Because once I open these eyes, I know
there’s no going back.
As the summer kisses my lips, I felt
this tingling inside my system. It’s decided. I’ve decided. I open my eyes
slowly as they adapt to the dimly lit environment. I am alone.
I got up.
The AC stopped working; I must’ve set
the timer incorrectly. Nonetheless, I turned it on once more, but leaving the
lights as they were. As insensible as it may seem, it is the darkness that
gives me a sense of peace and tranquility.
“Agh, Metro Manila, why are you being
a jerk to me?” I sigh as I gaze upon
Manila’s nightlife from my glass-walled room, 34-storeys atop the ground. “I’ve
worked hard my whole life to gain leverage and yet you still make me feel like
I don’t belong. I’ve worked my way up the ladder of success and still being
treated like an outcast. I see myself as unique in one way or another, yet you
simply see me as indifferent.” I warrant these statements inside my head as I
tap on the glass-wall.
I’m not usually like this, maybe the hot
season just got under my skin. I hate my sleep getting interrupted.
I went to the kitchen and got myself
a glass of Malbec Gran Reserva Fabre Montmayou, my favorite label of red wine
as it shows a remarkable balance - with very elegant, delicate and silky
tannins, a comparison I’ve always wanted to associate myself with, thinking
that this might lure the Sandman back and lull me to sleep.
I went back to my room and turned
myself towards my laptop. I put the glass of wine down with a coaster beneath
it onto the table adjacent to my bed, where the digital clock rests – which reads
18 minutes past midnight. I picked my laptop up, flipped it open and turned it
on.
“I’m fully awake now, might as well surf
the net and catch up with the current events” I think to myself as I cautiously
sit down on my bed with one leg crossed and the other touching the floor.
I grabbed my headphones and put it
on; I then jacked it on my laptop and played my favorite playlist – first song:
“Aspri mera ke ya mas” which translates
“There will be better days, even for us” by Agnes Baltsa.
I logged on to my email account, for
no apparent reason. Or maybe there is a reason for this, I just don’t know it
yet. I then went back to surfing the net, appreciating the masterpieces of
lesser known and/or up-and-coming artists on the deviantart site.
As I am being mesmerized by the art
offered by promising common people, I suddenly heard a familiar sound. It was a
beep sound, a customized beep sound – very familiar from long ago.
“**bleelip**”
It was my personal email account,
minimized in the background, prompting that I just received a new email.
Knowing that my close relatives,
peers and co-workers are well-informed that I become dragon-like when my sleep gets
interrupted, I got irritated - but it was my curiosity that has gotten the best
of me.
“Who is this brave heart that emailed
me in this unholy hour?” I mumbled onto the darkness.
So, I maximized the email tab and
directly went onto the inbox. It so happens that I have 436 unread messages but
it was that email that got my curiosity earlier that really stands out of the
bunch.
I can’t believe what I’m seeing. The
message’s preview reads:
Sender: Jessie Elizalde; Received: 2
minutes ago; Subject: A broken arm heals, A broken heart dies
I’m in shock. The preview left my mouth
open, my jaw hanging, ‘brows on a head-on collision with each other and my head
tilted to the right – like I have just seen a ghost.
“What the fvck!?” I blurted out.
I collected myself and mustered every
bravery within me – and clicked the said email. It was dated from a decade ago.
A time-traveling email. This got me dumbfounded even more. Still a little bit
shaken, a started reading the email.
“From: Jessie Elizalde;
Recipient: jzalde_sonata@yahoo.com
Received: [12:43 am] May 2, 2015
Subject: A broken arm heals, A broken
heart dies
Message:
Service provided by: Futureme.org
Date created: [00:00 ??] ??? ?, 2005
I am writing to you, my future self,
so as to remind myself that . . . ”
The cold air coming from the AC has
filled the room since almost half an hour ago, yet here I am staring blankly at
the LED of my laptop with beads of sweat yet again forming on my forehead.
Maybe this is really a ghost – a ghost of the past – visiting me . . . to
remind me . . . of something . . . I forgot . . . from a long time ago.
Something – something I forgot to
remember.
As I continue to read, I see flashes
of images inside my head. I can’t seem to make something out of it. But nonetheless,
I continued on reading a few more words – words to phrases, phrases to
sentences and sentences to lines.
As I go
and read on, these blurry visuals begin to clear up. These are memories of the
past, living beneath my consciousness for the past decade, lingering somewhere
in my mind and are now resurfacing to meet with me again – like a group of friends that hasn’t seen each
other for a long time that are set for a reunion. But whether it’s a jubilant
or a melancholic reunion – I don’t know.
I blanked
out. Everything I read has slipped out of my mind, like I was pre-occupied with
something. Maybe this is the other part of my brain reacting – rejecting these
memories and suppressing them back into oblivion – into the deepest pits of my
consciousness.
And so,
I closed my eyes and tried clearing my mind of anything that can obstruct me
from fully understanding the message of the email. Someone I know told me once
that sometimes even three deep breaths can change everything. So I took three
deep breaths. 1 – 2 – 3 and poof! My head is now like a clean canvass that an
artist would willingly kill for just to have his masterpiece drawn on it.
And so,
I started reading again from the top, but this time, instead of seeing simply
flashes of images, I am rather watching a movie inside my head. As if my
memories came to life and I traveled back in time.
I see
myself sitting in front of a Pentium III-powered computer set inside our old
mini library back at my parents’ home in Quezon City from half-a-score ago.
To Be
Continued . . .
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
"MARIO's WORLD"
10 Things I learned from playing Super Mario Bros. for years:
1) There's nothing to brag about taking the "Pipe" route
2) Our play's timed, but that doesn't mean we have to rush things out
3) Your whole life is an adventure
4) Life's full of surprises, we just have to discover them by simply paying attention
5) A single failure doesn't mean it's the end
6) The game doesn't get easier, you get better
7) The road's full of challenges - It's difficult but not impossible to overcome
8) More hearts make the game look easy
9) If you haven't met your princess, it means it's not over yet
and my personal favorite
10) To survive, you have to Grow Up and Get A Life !!
1) There's nothing to brag about taking the "Pipe" route
2) Our play's timed, but that doesn't mean we have to rush things out
3) Your whole life is an adventure
4) Life's full of surprises, we just have to discover them by simply paying attention
5) A single failure doesn't mean it's the end
6) The game doesn't get easier, you get better
7) The road's full of challenges - It's difficult but not impossible to overcome
8) More hearts make the game look easy
9) If you haven't met your princess, it means it's not over yet
and my personal favorite
10) To survive, you have to Grow Up and Get A Life !!
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Angelo Lesh Palma, Jr - Originals
Zambal Nostalgia 1.0
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Sadness draws tears to my eyes
As the clouds paint blood in the skies
Reflections of undying rage and love
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Sadness draws tears to my eyes
As the clouds paint blood in the skies
Reflections of undying rage and love
Arches along with wings of the relentless dove
Hazelnut eyes turns to scarlet red
Aches of mind and heart been shed
Relapsing with your heavenly glow
Give a second chance to another soul
Insensible as what the world would make it seem
Everything falls into place like a beautiful dream
Aches of mind and heart been shed
Relapsing with your heavenly glow
Give a second chance to another soul
Insensible as what the world would make it seem
Everything falls into place like a beautiful dream
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Star Sign EP - The Zodiac
Cancer The Dreamer
I find myself staring thru the looking glass
Wishing this ride will forever last
Started dreaming on a seat of a charter bus
Stay a little longer is all I ask
I’m only in my teens
Blinded by the moonlight beam
All the things I’ve seen
In this world of broken dreams
[REF]
A fork in the road
Which way should I go
Bricks of gold
To move on is all I know
[Chorus]
You live to dream, I dream to live
Only thing I regret, I’ve got only one life to give
No reason to grieve
For I never stopped to believe
Hospital bed
Where I lay in comfort and distress
The living dead
Everyone’s curiosity catches my interest
Asking myself, how did I get here
My dried out eyes won’t shed tears
They say my life’s running out of time
But the fire still burns in this heart of mine
[REF]
[Chorus]
I stand up to fight
With my eyes shining bright
Along with the things beyond my sight
I am the boss of my life
I know I am not alone
I am not afraid of moving on
I see myself with everyone going home
Nothing can stop me from dreaming to live on
[Chorus] x2
I see myself with everyone going home
Nothing can stop me from dreaming to live on
#StandUp2Cancer
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Coming Soon
Taurus The Misunderstood
Ophiuchus The Missing Link
Gemini Two Of A Kind
Star Sign EP by The Zodiac
Please Support. Open for criticism.
Comment below. Make your presence felt.
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I find myself staring thru the looking glass
Wishing this ride will forever last
Started dreaming on a seat of a charter bus
Stay a little longer is all I ask
I’m only in my teens
Blinded by the moonlight beam
All the things I’ve seen
In this world of broken dreams
[REF]
A fork in the road
Which way should I go
Bricks of gold
To move on is all I know
[Chorus]
You live to dream, I dream to live
Only thing I regret, I’ve got only one life to give
No reason to grieve
For I never stopped to believe
Hospital bed
Where I lay in comfort and distress
The living dead
Everyone’s curiosity catches my interest
Asking myself, how did I get here
My dried out eyes won’t shed tears
They say my life’s running out of time
But the fire still burns in this heart of mine
[REF]
[Chorus]
I stand up to fight
With my eyes shining bright
Along with the things beyond my sight
I am the boss of my life
I know I am not alone
I am not afraid of moving on
I see myself with everyone going home
Nothing can stop me from dreaming to live on
[Chorus] x2
I see myself with everyone going home
Nothing can stop me from dreaming to live on
#StandUp2Cancer
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Coming Soon
Taurus The Misunderstood
Ophiuchus The Missing Link
Gemini Two Of A Kind
Star Sign EP by The Zodiac
Please Support. Open for criticism.
Comment below. Make your presence felt.
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Friday, November 8, 2013
Angelo Lesh Palma, Jr - Originals
Zambal Melodies 1.0
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Cold as the yuletide breeze
Ethereal as your summer night kiss
Staring at those starlike eyes
Takes toll at these scarred nightskies
Envious the goddess mourned
Reserved in eternal beauty you was born
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Cold as the yuletide breeze
Ethereal as your summer night kiss
Staring at those starlike eyes
Takes toll at these scarred nightskies
Envious the goddess mourned
Reserved in eternal beauty you was born
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