friend?

The sweetness of friendship veers into the pain of betrayal. He speaks when you turn your back. He makes face when you look at him. He is classified as a mirror - great liar! He utters thoughtless words to satisfy his childish needs. He stabs at anyone's back in order to save his self from great humiliation. a pathetic being, in order to beat his needs...he's willing to sacrifice friendship and give up love without hesitation. He shows apathy to everyone. Show him importance, he'll take you for granted. Give him power, he'll over use it. Show him love, he won't mind. Give him respect, he don't deserve it. Give him trust, he'll break it!

Another friendship had been broken. "Forget not honesty; but let thine heart keep its trust."

..heart speaks..

when heart refuses to be calmed, admit that
something is wrong...

an unexplainable feeling of being worried about someone you love. such a pain in the neck. you are guilty beyond reasonable doubt. but you can't deny it...for the fact that you know you are wrong. you can fool everyone ,, but you cannot fool yourself nor the one who speaks to your heart honestly. there is a reward for everything. maybe tomorrow, or on the day we both don't know,, we will find our place.. the place where you and i belong..

[:YOU AS MY DOMICILE:]

hark! i feel the pain badly,
sorrow runs into my veins....
my desire to be appreciated??
- it was never gone.
after how many years,
i tried to stand for my own
but never i was spared
at least a bit of affection.
i feel empty..!
alone, i am still alone.
it was him whom i
have been chosen to love..
a hypocrite gentleman Juan dela Cruz
with one in a billion opportunity.
i don't know how long and
how far this feeling could go.
being perplex and imbecile,
conscience often visit me,,
from somewhere to nowhere..
the mistakes i've done in my past
brought me here...
at least i became stronger..
but i never thought he''d act as if
he's a child...
a pretty immature boy..
there is nothing left..
everything we had was gone..

in the end, nothing is truly mine to keep.

-mizchyiel

.michael molina nael.

An almost perfect dad and I couldn't ask for more. I am simply being spoiled by his love and material things also. Often times I ask for worldly things. He gives me what I want. But several times... He couldn't. I ask for material things, (that's me), and asking for those makes me happy... Not because I’m blinded by those shinning and shimmering materials. I’m not that kind of daughter. But to see papa striving and working hard to earn something to give what I want, it melts my heart to see how much he loves me that whenever I ask for something, he will instantly give it to me. I’m happy to have material thing and be called ‘materialistic’... And I’m glad to have a papa like him. I know his not perfect. And I too, am not perfect. Sometimes I accidentally hurt him because of my will of reaching for my goals. It makes me feel selfish. If I could turn back the time, I’ll do everything to please him. I’m not the one (the daughter) he wants me to be. He named me right after his name. But it was I who ruined his reputation. It was I who put him into a delicate situation. I do love him. And I’ll do everything to achieve my goals; I’ll do it for him. He will march with me as I graduate in my high school days next year. He will be my 18th rose in my debut after 2 years. He will put medals on me after completing my college years. And he will be with me as we (mama and I) migrate to New Zealand. Here in my heart... Michael Molina Nael will never be replaced.

between two angels...

there stood in a garden, a child sweet and fair,
watching some fruit hat hang ripening there.
two anxious angels were watching above:
one gazing in hatred, the other in love:
one clothed in black, the other in white.

the child never dreamed that the angels were there.
he just longed for the fruit so rich and so rare.
how i should like that big apple so red,
but forget what my dear mother said,
that doing the things i'm forbidden to do
would make me unhappy and grieve her heart, too.

"take it," the dark angel whispered, "and eat it.
it is not very often you get such a treat.
there is no one to see you and no one to tell."
so up went a hand, it could reach the fruit well.

but the child paused a moment and said as he smiled,
"i'll not be a thief, i'll be a go0d child."
the rustling sound stirred the soft summer air.
one angel was gone but the other was still there.

the angel of darkness had taken its flight.
the child was alone with the angel of light.
in this little story we plainly can see,
an everyday lesson for you and for me:
we can conquer temptations - the angel of night,
if we listen to conscience - the angel of light.

[a story from the goddess of love]

my domicile

last night..is a quiet night. it was 11 o'clock in the evening.. i can't sleep. hours pass very slow,, everyone is a sleep. i can hear them snore., i can hear the ticking of the clock.. my heart beats fast. half an hour passed,, still i can't sleep.. can't grab some milk ,, can't even go down to the kitchen. i'm scared. i don't know why. it was very quiet. and something in me ordered my feet to go in the ro0f top. i went to the dusty, dangerous, slippery roof.. to think what should i do,, to think if it's better to talk to him over the phone or act like nothing happened. reminiscing past,,i went up to gaze stars ..only to find out ..that it was a cloudy night. no stars. and after a few moment of thinking,, rain started to fall. that very moment, rain wet me up slowly,, and i can't move from where i am. in my silence , tears run down to my cheeks. as rain washed me up., my heart calmed for a while. as tears run down from my eyes,, i felt peace. rain turned to drizzle.. it was 12 in the midnight. it's time for me to go down and sleep. before i leave my domicile,, the moon smiled at me,, and stars showed up one by one.

fAitH

how could faith heal a wounded heart?
how could faith fulfill the needs of a missing trust?
how could faith fix a broken relationship?

how can faith heal my heart...when all i've got is confussion, doubts, frustrations and disappointments?
how can faith fulfill the needs of my mother's missing trust...when she didn't even bother to listen?
how can faith fix my torn relationship with God? knowing that it was i who tore it..it was i who dispersed trust and didn't believe...

...trust ,,believe,, and forgive is how faith can heal a wounded heart.
...forgiveness and acceptance fulfill the needs of a missing trust.
...l0ng before,, God has already forgiven us,,n0 need to doubt..just trust..that's how can faith fix a br0ken relationship.


♥He has f0rgiven us...it's time for us t0 forgive, in return♥





[.mitch.]

//.-

iSn't it hArd?
it iS diFficult to tuRn y0ur bacK t0 pe0ple wh0m y0u realLy wanted t0 be witH...
t0 let thEm feEl thAt thEy'Re nEglecTed wHen iN facT theY aRe iMporTant...
t0 sh0w theM thAt y0u d0n't miNd thEm whEn in Fact, y0u cAre a Lot...
t0 av0id thEm whEn y0u wanT t0 taKe a st0len gLance...
t0 tReat thEm 0rdinAry whEn in faCt thEy aRe vEry spEciaL...
t0 lEt theM reAlize thAt thEir pResenCe iS natuRally weLc0med wheN iT bRings eXtra0rdinAry exCiteMent...
t0 sAy thinGs c0ntraRy t0 wHat y0u fEel...

-e.t.c.