ahh.. buhay, buhay..
Its quite fast to grow up, considering the fact that I can still remember the times when all I have to do is play and have fun. no problems in the world can shake me then. Except the problems with playing.
Things change. One moment after another I see …

The memories of what once was and what would have been
It all seems to fade now; it all seems to be yesterday again
If not for someone else, would it have bloomed?
I can only guess, no one is told of the coming doom
Adios, memory of what was and what would have …

I know the title is quite disturbing, but I thought I’d post this for my father. You see, having an account at a social media website with my father, I can surely see what he says there. Unfortunately, he does not tell it to us, not even to me.

He wrote …

It might be a little late for introductions, but let me introduce myself anyway. I’m Ralph Emerson. Eldest son to Arnaldo and Nimia. It’s a late introduction Because I already had two posts in this blog without even introducing myself. I guess I’m just too excited back then to write …

Silently she sleeps
still unaware
that her love is nearby
if she could only wake
and if magic of love could partake

Carefully he wonders
if she does really care
and the magic of love decipher
one of its own wares

her face hidden in the pillow
hidden from his stare
even then she wonders
if he does really care
somewhere. someday yonder
with …

“Kaibigan”
Ako’y isang Kaibigan
na iyong maaasahan
sa kalungkutan at ligaya
ako’y iyong kasama

Sa bawat tagumpay
lagi mo akong ka-tagay
wag lang masobrahan
at baka sumakit ang ating tiyan

Kapag ika’y nalulumbay
puntahan mo lang ako sa aking bahay
para kwentuhan mo naman ako
sa mga mapapait na karanasan mo

Magkahiwalay man ng landas
pagkakaibigan natin ay di kukupas
at sa bawat pagkikita natin
ika’y …