Who Am I?

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I'm the daughter of the bestest parents in the world.
I'm a sister, I'm a friend
I'm a student, I'm a teacher.

I'm a ruler.
I make my own rules -
Rules that I can live by.
I have my own principles...
...built through time,
...tested with courage,
...shook but not brought down.

I'm a writer.
I write my own story,
Page by page...
Chapter by chapter.
I'm a dreamer.
I can see things in my sleep.
I dream of what I want.
I dream of what I fear becoming.

I'm a child.
I'm in need of protection.
I'm searching for love.
Warmth is what I long for.
I can give what I have.
As long as it matters.
As long as I'm here.



(Just answering the question "Who Am I?"
SELF-CONCEPT, Psych 180)

now studying poetry in my Humanities class...

...discussions on Short Stories just ended...

next stop:
POETRY

Poetry which is:

• full of interpretations...
• colored by personal meanings...
• fueled by powerful words...
• scripted by creative hands...
• and when once lived, continues to live forever...
  

and

• either sinulat lang kasi walang nagawa...
• labasan ng sama ng loob...
• corny pero sweet na alternative or kasama ng love letters...
• at extension ng sarili...

Poems...

• which i also love doing more often when bored rather than inspired......

you can click this to see samples...(*wink*)

hope i would be able to enjoy the lessons...
our 1st poem to tackle is the Son of the Sun...
(and I'm assigned to research on the meaning/ relationship of the words Shatila and My Lai to the poem...good luck naman sa'kin..)

home....again

...after it all...

after the hardships,

the fall, the victories,

the long, sleepless nights...

the purple circles in my eyes...

the time spent in fretting over silly things,,

time of laughter with new peers,,,

new experiences,,

sunny days...

annowing moments,,,

experimentations to defy gravity...

not sure if summer has ended already for me..

not sure of what awaits me now...

just glad to be back..

just contented to be home again...

at last,..

<>

Lost

Confused.
Silent.
There's a crossroad.
You stopped
and tried to look back...
The past is bitter.
The present is uncertain.
Tomorrow...
Would there be a tomorrow?
The road is dark...
The sun is black.
The wind is harsh..
A tear.
A sob.
An end...

this is my latest update on my deviantArt account...
just a poem..
i just love the title..

the azure

after a long period of darkness,,,
rain...rain...flowing water...
dark scary clouds...
the strong gush of wind...
the boredom that accompanies these events
..finally..
finally...
the sun is up again..
to show its might and power...
to radiate its beauty upon me...
the sky...
oh the clear blue sky...
like a pool hanging from above..it sends me a brighter mood...
it makes me more confident...
it moves me...
it makes me alive...
yes...
alive once again...


just an on-the-spot poem i made...
this tells my mood right now...
i really do hate the rain....
that's why I'm happy for the appearance of the sun today!

sweet frustration (a light verse for my English class)

Amidst the feelings of desire
From that moment of regretful silence
Through the cold sleepless nights
Until something was created
Beneath her innocent flesh
Like a seed growing from the inside
Despite the evil voices in the dark
Across the vastness of her thoughts
Between a YES and a NO
After all the confusion
In spite of the doubt and the fear
During the time she was given
Down the end of the rope
Above all the pain and suffering
Out of her, an angel was sent.

this was the light verse i was able to produce as an assignment for my English class...
our topic?
obviously the use of PREPOSITIONS>>>

Chosen Blindness

Asleep?

Nothing is seen.

Everything is black.

The air is thin.

My heart is pounding.

I can feel my veins.

I held my breath.

Grasped for consciousness.

Tried to make more steps.

I can’t.

I’m crippled.

I opened my eyes.

There’s no one...

there’s nothing.

A vacuum.

I feared...

I trembled.

Now, I prefer my eyes closed.

Closed up to my deepest dreams.

Asleep?