Lucky Star

A lucky star for one night Can brighten even the saddest child Across the room at one corner there A heart pounding, praying well Though time flies by quickly The dream made a fool of the innocent Cruelty faced the lucky star It's a fake, cried the child Wish and hope to a distant light… Continue reading Lucky Star

Lula

Isang hakbang pa lamang Lumilipad na ang linya't Pinakikiramdaman ang mga salitang Lumalampas sa kanilang gunita Pinipilit na iwasang lumingon Tingalang sa himpapawid ang abot Madapa ay kamatayan Lumingon sa kabiguan Ngunit wala akong nagawa Nangalay na ang aking leeg Napatingin ako sa ibaba Di makaya ang bigat ng batok Pumasok lahat ng hangin Kumalam ang… Continue reading Lula

A Look Back: The Rhetoricians ♥

March 23, 2005 University of the Philippines Los Baños The birth date of The Rhetoricians 🙂 Today is the 10th anniversary of the UPLB Speech Communication organization. A place which I considered a family since the day I became I member in 2010. It is such a wonderful moment to look back to the things… Continue reading A Look Back: The Rhetoricians ♥

Dreams, Failures, and Everything In Between

Isn't it funny that day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different..." - C.S. Lewis Being in my early twenties is difficult to imagine myself worrying much about the future. This stage in my life seems to be a carefree one. I guess, I never got to that level. Every… Continue reading Dreams, Failures, and Everything In Between

DAY 4 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood

There are times when thoughts can't fully come out of my mind, and can't fit into words. Either searching for a scene or finding the right pitch, when you get a writer's block. It seems difficult to get away from it. As a young aspiring writer, I usually get stuck with an empty screen and blinking cursor… Continue reading DAY 4 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood

DAY 1 Memories of my forgotten childhood

At my age, many people seem to see that I act and think beyond my years. Their reactions and comments make me look back and try to find out the events that made me like this. Is it because of the people I met? Or the trials I encountered? When did I forget about being… Continue reading DAY 1 Memories of my forgotten childhood