I probably start confusing some of you about what I’m talking, let me guide you through. My mother resides somewhere in a province in Visayas, nearest to which is Cebu City. I’m here in downtown Davao living with her sister who has been acting up as my mother for the past fifteen or so years, alongside with her my present father who both are doing a pretty well job to make me feel how it is to belong to a family and have people care about you. But who would not agree that even the sight of your true mom can make a vast difference in emotional aspects than whatever tender touches someone else could do unto you?

Just a couple of moments ago, my younger sister who lives with my mother in Cebu sent me a message. A little poke to remind me that they are still alive and kicking down there, probably. And I just started to slowly, immensely miss the three of them (my mother and the 2 siblings I have there) even though I haven’t meet both of the little fellas she is with. I kinda feel guilty for not being able to visit them through all these years, most especially after the big bang I had with my earnings a month and two back. My heart bleeds to ground the words of conscience and guilt, to realize that I have accommodated my will to attain pleasure, rather than entertain my family that is left behind in Cebu. And it really looks like Karma isn’t far away

Other relatives are adding more burden to my weary emotions by the heavy statements and judgements they left behind, I can’t do a thing but to consider everything they said but it’s still hard to accept these strong words that hurt as if my soul has been blown up by ten anti-matters.

I don’t know how I can escape the trap I’ve falling into. I wish I could revert a couple of things that I have done in life, but that is just despicable to talk about. What other alternative aside from praying for the good health of those I love could I reach out to? None.

For My Aunt who will surely come to read this post some day, some time.

You might have known and loved my mother longer than I do, but it doesn’t mean I’ve loved her any less. You might have showed how much you care or her in visible actions you’ve taken, but it doesn’t means that my prayer do not match your financial or other kind of support that you have given. Stop judging, to stop being judged.

It’s like  Pyramid

It’s like a pyramid where you are trying to reach the top and need to start at the very bottom to start building on the right foundation, should I say. Being friends is just the perfect beginning into a relationship and it’s there where you get to know your future partner better, rather than regreting having entered a relationship with someone that you barely know. Don’t let your emotions drive you beyond you can handle!

Don’t let your emotions lead you.

Okay fine, you can argue with me with this case that you should not let your emotions play around with you, at times it’s good at times it’s bad, very bad. Especially when it exceeds the limits of what you should handle or slips away from your comfort zone. You should always have that balance in emotional aspects and smart thinking when looking for a partner or considering a application from a guy, when you’re a girl.

Don’t believe in words.

Okay, let’s assume that you do believe someone and account his words as true, but don’t do that to often especially not when a lot is at stake, trusting someone by word may make you feel bad in deed sooner or later, and you’ll never no for how long you’ll grief about what you have mistakenly thought as correct and true.

Don’t ride along, but walk towards your goal.

If you are thinking that that particular person you’re committed to right now could be the last one that you’ll own in your life; don’t forget to take it slow. You might run into traffic anytime soon if you hastly exceed the limits that you surely know about. If you have managed to stay at the friends level for some time, why rush with things that do not suite your age or your status? It’s bad, it’s very bad.

This is soundly random, but just the two cents of someone, who has been broken and experienced being the left over, of some joyous pleasant guy’s need.

Our Guest Writer Prefers to remain unknown, under the codename Pinky.

I can’t figure how I should get along with these thousands of words on my mind right now, but let me slowly, bit by bit unfold the fury in me and get some piece of crap written down.

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It’s nothing new, that I get caught by love that very easy and that I fail to pursue my love for someone also pretty fast. Not that I’m not doing my part, but it’s simply that I am unlucky, always having drawn the shorter until this moment that I breathe. But I’m not the only one who feels this odd right now, for a matter of fact, there’s someone who feels worse and as worse as it could be.

Having experienced that cruel emotional step down of being lonely, alone, outrageous on the other party, I had to step up for a moment and aid my friend the best I could, but it looks like I slipped past my personal necessities and expectations again, and it’s seeding deeply into my mind beyond that rescue act which was my mainly aim.

To introduce her, like I have introduce the couple others in a turn of a year (I think I have posted about three girls here), she’s someone from across the seas again, but this time just the local waters tear us apart and that’s for a certain reason. Another challenge? Or a sign to let go of this before it even really started? For all I can say that I am glad that I was able to help her out, somehow.

She had a problem with her boyfriend and has been left off the mark. I never thought that I would engage myself into listening to problems like that, especially a problem of such insane kind. But I had to, not that I was obliged to do so, but because I was determined to get that pretty girl I met on plurk to smile. And I eventually did, not just once, not just twice or trice, but multiple times.

I labeled this post “I’ll be there for you”, because it’s the most certain and least thing that I could do for her now. It might not in physical means but in moral and emotional support as we journey through that hole she’s been buried in, and sooner or later may get out of it and say at last, we’ve made it.

The emphasize of the WE is plain and simple. As I will continue to help her out, although it’s painful to realize that whatever I try, whatever I’m doing to make her feel better, gossips about her recent are still included in the context of our topics. It’s not that I am jealous (or maybe I probably am), but it’s because I want her to get over the bump and start something new. At least find someone else out there while I’ll stay on hanging as a good friend. Or could there be just this little glimpse of hope and special feelings make it through, and continue to grow?

Ayaw ko magsalita ng patapos. Since it’s been just a day into my mission to make her happy every day, but it’s looking good, and it’s even looking better the way we treat each other. The kind endearing of TeDeebHurR (Teddy Bear) and the endless calls per second night that I have planned. I just can hope, and continue hoping that this will keep up, and that eventually this time I can happily say that I have made the right choice, at the wrong time.

Who would have thought that timely now, when I have been left on track as well, I would find someone new in an instant, or is it just someone who will guide me too? I cannot say for now but one thing is very certain for that girl who is eventually reading this right now.

That despite my ears are full of the gossips, and my heartfelt heavy feelings in regards to the problems keep hurling me up and down at times, I will strive and continue what I have started and that’s said in the words,

I’ll be there for you, TeDeebHurR

ps: I know I sound confusing, but (1) wala akong internet sa bahay, sira [ang malas mo! hehe] (2) paubus na oras ko sa cafe [sheet i forgot to write this kanina] (3) you’re bugging my mind right now [gising na kasi]

Although, I have to admit, there have been a couple of unpleasant events that bumped our way, in fact, we could have been together for a year and 10 months now, but I totally messed up. I cheated on her.

Which is luckily not the case anymore this time, since she has given me this second chance. A lot of my friends don’t come to believe that I am able to hold on to our relationship for this long and even longer as we are getting stronger everyday. Even I wonder what made us stick together so tight, in spite the miles of water that part the both of us.

I have met her in Manila a couple of weeks ago when I attended WordCamp Philippines at Saint Benilde, and I tell you, it’s a totally different feeling being accompanied by the one that you love. Especially if you are into a long distance relationship and fairly meet that often in a year. (It was the first time that we met).

I know, I lost track of what I was supposedly to come up here with this post. But heck, let me give a shout to the world that love is just so perplexing and very complicated to deal with. It comes when you expect it the least and you start to have this awful tense feeling that your girlfriend/boyfriend would fool you at that particular time when you can eventually say that you love him/her the most. But, don’t mind that feeling. Ignore it.

It could be just a little test for you to come over and who knows, whenever you come to pass the trial of temptation and faith, both of you lovers may end up as a real couple. Which I hope will be the case between me and my girlfriend. It may have been just a single time that we have met.

But indeed, love is unexplainable. It’s unflagging success of delivering exciting moments to your life make it even more special. Haai.. I’m in love, for days, for weeks and even for months into my girlfriend and none else. Could you believe that guys?

Typically, we say sorry and ask for forgiveness alongside our apologies that we say to the victim of our negative act. Sometimes it just happens that they won’t accept your apology, sometimes they’ll keep themselves out of your sight so that apologizing won’t be matter anymore, but finding them; rather.

I won’t tackle much about “saying sorry” stuff, but I’d like to share what has happened to me, earlier this evening. As I came home, from school. I immediately called Chedie (Alica Kria Amoranto). For the sake of checking her out, saying some words of appreciation and kindness and the usual Chedieniess (you don’t want to know more about this, I assure you that).

But, prior our talk when I was still roaming around at the nearest mall to our house (NCCC Mall of Davao). It happened that I had to wait. Wait. And wait for my parents to arrive, because as agreed with them, we should meet at the mall and together buy my requirements and school supplies. Eventually, there I stood now waiting for more than 90 minutes for the arrival of both parties, my mother and my father. And there was still no sign.

No was there any sign of presence coming from Chedie, since her last text this morning “w8 ln ched .s2dy xcog chem” I haven’t received any follow up message anymore. So, I decided to send a group message which I won’t pass over to her inbox. The message was supposed to catch the attention of any of the text friends of mine who were her friends also, it contained some unpleasant context which made her very mad at me.

I said something like: “Wow, she looks beautiful now, what a cool chique, I which I’ve never let go of her in the past.” And that has really caught the attention of one of her friends who immediately has forwarded the message to her. So, now, without any spare moments to explain my point of the issue, she called the “chedie” stuff over, and done.

Here I am now. Wasting 20 Pesos load just to get a immediate hang up from her, calling her up just to get the phone bashed and hear the dead tone instead of her pretty voice. Why do I keep doing this? Why do I keep hanging on to say sorry?

Sorry isn’t just simply saying sorry, if you don’t exert effort into it, then you definitely don’t mean it. There’s no proof that I could hand over but based on observation and experience, most of the time when you strive to ask the forgiveness of someone, and keep holding on to it; you will get it at any time soon. Don’t just say sorry because you have to; but because you like and want to. It’s not the most difficult thing in the world, nor is it the easiest. But believe me. Even if you would be ignored, at least letting out of what you feel and trying your luck in your apology will make you feel a whole lot better.

As I do hope, that she’ll get some time to read this anytime soon. I’d like to say it once again, I’m sorry Chedie for what ever made you mad at me, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry for what ever that made you hurt, I don’t want to see you facing the ground. I hope that you will forgive me soon enough, before my hopes go, and fly away fading, beyond the shadow of poignant history…

Love ain’t be love no more, at times. It can change always, with no real reason. Like at some points in our life, we fall in love with someone unexpectedly, without even wanting to. That can happen in a unpleasant way too, falling out of love for someone, without even wanting that to happen. A good question is, if you are one of those to whom this situation is applicable “being left alone” would be: How do we move on?

Some of my friends kept on asking me for advices, until I responded that I just can’t determine whether what they shouldn’t do and what they could, I’m just not someone of that kind of field. But anyways, I thought about reflecting this for a moment, and found out; myself. That moving on is quiet a very tough thing to do. And sometimes, we fail to do so.

Next time I’ll get dumped and get a kick in the ass, I’ve thought of enjoying myself in blogging more. Like you may have noticed, I was quiet unattended here for some time, so was the incoming traffic fairly hitting a total of 300 during my absence which is usually my daily amount of traffic. I would also try to spend more time socialize with “my few” true friends that I have in life. Indeed, they won’t earn me a dollar or two that I would earn online, but they would earn me a smile on my face and worthwhile bonding with.

Love is not everything in life, life has all these vast amount of choices, blogging itself comes in hundreds of genres, from bloggers who just blog to earn money, to those passionate bloggers (like me here on Poetic Notes) who just blog away to express themselves and have a good time. Although, blogging turns to be very much hip nowadays, it’s not the only thing that could bring us happiness, nor is this the only replacement for a broken heart. Nor would looking for someone else help out, as this may sometimes even create a deeper burden for you.

But the very friends, who last until forever after are the ones who we could seek for, the ones who could shelter us and comfort us in such torment moments in our lives. But honest to say, everything just depends on yourself, you should follow what your mind tells you (but don’t forget to apply common sense, if your mind says that you should suicide, don’t do that, alright?)

I wonder how painful that would feel, I haven’t felt that tragic way for quiet some time now, well, not really actually, but about a week ago, I felt somewhat fairly equal to this experience that I never ever want to experience (again).

To sum things up, I believe that every broken heart has someone equal to it to mend it, and no other “people” (because many) could do better, but your friends. Hang out with them, enjoy your life. A broken relationship is not the end of the world, but the end of a new lesson learned.

Most of you have had a kiss already, least at the cheek, am I correct? While others had other kinds of kisses. Hey, wait, did I say other kinds of kisses? How many kinds of kisses do exist in the world? Definitely a lot. The imagination and creativity of the people are way to large to enumerate each and every kind of kiss, to define whether it’s a official one, or just built upon fantasy.

Like the SMACK, which is a simple kiss at the lips and shouldn’t take more than a couple of seconds, it’s something that less than lovers are sharing, or couples who are in the rush. (ie: you’re about entering your classroom and say bye to your partner).

But there are more. I personally have shared a lot of kissing sessions with my previous girlfriends (I won’t name them for privacy purposes), and each of those girls where unique in their own special way, kissing, is one of the best things in life. It lightens the load of day to day problems and make you feel more comfortable with your lover. Kisses, is one good way of getting familiar to him or her; but please, know your limitations.

Kisses can lead off the straight path and may end up in a 9 Month product; a Baby. Accidentally, one day, we’ve almost ended up in bed for a kiss that I and my bestfriend have shared, and that really shouldn’t happen (especially at this young age). Teenagers at the ages of 13-17 become more curious about the opposite sex, and feel affected for each other, and probably fall in love.

Is kissing part of love? Or just lust? Let’s try to put things in proper order.
If you’ve noticed someone who is loving you, because he was able or you have given him a kiss, then that is definitely nothing close to true love, but may properly called LUST. And lust, isn’t good for anyone who wishes to have a serious relationship, ain’t it be right?

One of the favorite type of kisses of mine is the french kiss or in the Philippine dialect called Torid. This type is more applicable to those who are committed as this exploits you unto each others private sectors. This type of kiss may end up in bed, more often. Because it makes people feel more like doing it. Than when kissing other ways.

What kind of kisses do you know? What is your opinion about kissing? The comment box is open, and I’ll be waiting for your respond

I’ve thought about, introducing myself to my readers more.. But also thought about it, that it is quiet early yet, to do so; since this blog has not much on readership yet, but anyways.

I’ve labeled this post “Behind the Ryhmes”, because I will be introducing the more natural me, me, as who I am, how I’ve come up with the idea to create this website, and how I’ve even come to the point to write poems regularly.

We write the year 2005, February the 14th. The day I’ve come up with my very classic poem, Hiling. (A tagalog poem which in English means, Wish). That time, I was still inspired by a girl, who’s name is related to the word Wish. (more I can’t tell, really). She was my batch mate that time. I felt so inspired that I had to find a way to let out the way I feel for her, which moved me to talk to my pen and paper, and my first piece was born, HILING. Actually, this piece happened accidentally, I was slightly forced to come up with that poem. Because it was a school project that had to be submitted. And I just knew about the said project 15 minutes before the bell rung for the Filipino Class. I hurried to the library to brain storm the little literative Filipino knowledge that I had that time and wrote a poem all the way, and it was good. Very good.

Since then, I haven’t written that much anymore, maybe 1-3 more poems during that year. It was only in 2006 when my poetic side got really exposed. I’ve come to write in free-time poems of all kind, dedicated it to people (girls, mostly), wrote most likely about every single thought of mine. As I suddenly came to compose my 2nd best poem, entitled, Asleep. But prior to that, I’ve written poems like, Baby I Need You In My Dreams and Afraid That This Love Will Fade Away, just to name some.

Now, I’ve become really obsessed with writing poems, and have shared my poetic side everywhere I could, and got ripped some times, here and there. I wanted that to stop, I dreamth about having my own place where I could publish all my creations and all my emotions. I’ve first come up with BADITS.NET, which was my first poetry site way back, and then ended up having my dream become reality, via Poetic Notes, A real poetry related domain name, with real poetic content, written by me, and me alone (unless categorized as Guest Post)

I’m so happy having this place build up, I’m happy having 10-25 hits per day, since I am not advertising this place at all, just all hits coming from my other sites and/or the search engines like Google or Yahoo. One reason why I am not much into advertising this website, is becaue I have to take care about a lot of other sites as well, which makes it difficult for me updating everything on the net, well, that’s quiet impossible, really. :p

In a little while, I will begin to write a poem, which talks about Old Days, Old Days I’ve used to be in love with one particular person which name I won’t be mentioning for some privacy reasons. And now, let me reflect to present to you, another poem that I am about to write.

But wait, let me ask you, don’t you miss old days too? In which, most likely nothing hinders you in simply doing everything, in which just a single, simple deed was the greatest gift that you have ever received? Just a little grind from the face of our parent that has given us light? Well, time change, and so do people. All those days are now over.

I miss the time when I used to be a 10 year old boy, with nothing bothering my mind, no girls, no websites, no school (well, I had no problem at school that time ) no nothing crossing my path. As then one day, my family has decided that we should move over, to the Philippines. It almost broke my heart as I had to say goodbye to all my friends that I have left behind, and wait, I never was able to say goodbye to them properly, just a day after my parents told me that we are going to move to the philippines.

It just suddenly happened, and the memories of a friendship still stays stuck inside me..