Dear Diary #13

July 3, 2013

 

Dear Diary,

So it’s been a while but I really couldn’t miss telling you what happened today. It was about 10 AM when I decided to go to a mall near my dormitory (just a few minutes of travel and you’re already there). This guy, maybe in his late 20s or 30s sat beside me in the jeep. Along the way his hands moved by his side and since we were beside each other (uggh) I felt as if he was going to touch my bag. So I thought quickly, he can’t snatch my bag so I sort of hugged it in my other side. When I asked the driver to stop the jeep because I’m going to go out, he went out also. I was surprised he was going to go in the same mall. So I went to this store to buy a flash drive. At first I was just looking at some sticky notes on display but in that store you have to get a number, I was #30. The same guy was looking around the store too and we even bumped into each other. I went to the counter where the flash drives were and just waited, while still looking at some other items. The guy went out. The customer number being entertained was still #24. When I was paying already, the guy came back and was looking around again. That was really suspicious, was he really just looking around. Why did he come back and why didn’t he get a number? So I thought of ditching this guy once and for all. After I was finished, I went out the store and good thing his back was turned. I ran to the escalator, stepping down I glanced back at the store and saw him coming out. When I reached the 1st floor (the store was in the 2nd floor) I ran like crazy, out to the exit, crossed the street and went to another mall ( I think that took me less than a minute). I went inside a bookstore (which is a good place to hide), even though I know I’m already safe. The moment he would go down the 1st floor and start looking for me, I’m already in another building. Haha! It really pays to be vigilant. And way to show that stranger I couldn’t be messed with. 😀

Dear Superman

My all time favorite superhero will always be Batman, but I did this poem of Superman out of the blue. 🙂

 

 

Dear Superman,

I am but a fan.

The sight of your flowing red sheet,

Undoubtedly sweeps me off my feet.

High up in the air,

I wish to touch that curly hair,

And up away you fly,

A kiss I give with goodbye.

Misunderstandings

Maybe it was love, but maybe it was not,

Maybe I did little, but maybe it was a lot.

May I was happy, but maybe I was sad,

Maybe I was surprised, but maybe I was mad.

 

Maybe I do feel, but maybe you don’t see,

Maybe I accept, but maybe you don’t like me.

Maybe I’ll be good for now, but maybe I’ll go,

Maybe I’ll be understood, but maybe you won’t know.

 

To My Mom

This is a short poem I made for my mom, an advance greeting for mother’s day.

She’s in Guam while I’m in the Philippines 🙂

 

Happy mother’s day to my mother dear,
Even though you’re far away,
For me you are near,
Because in my heart you stay.
You gave the world another poet,
And I look forward to the day we sing a duet.
I’m more than a lover,
For I’ll always be your daughter.

Dear Diary #12 – To My 100 Followers :)

April 24, 2013

 

Dear Diary,

It’s the same thing again, with my usual “I don’t post lately because I’m busy” mood. I was really, really, really busy. With my life and everything that has been going on, it hurt me that I could only post once a week, with only a Polyvore set. I have experienced one of the biggest whirlwinds in my life so far, and up to now, it still has its effect on me. Another thing that hurts me is that I have to wait and it almost felt like an eternity, but days, no matter bad or good, pass by so quickly. It’s a bittersweet thing because I still want to enjoy me life as a teenager and months from now, I’m going to be twenty already. I want to enjoy every single day but at the back of my mind are thoughts that I want it to be next year already, because I just want to graduate.

It took a long time before I realized this and I’m surprised I haven’t thought of it earlier, it has come to a point that college life already felt like prison. Prison, it’s the perfect word to describe what I feel and experience in my current college life. Because I have no freedom, only waiting for the time I’ll be set free. I could complain, cry, and mope all I want but I’m stuck here. Prison.

I’ll just take it that it must be a challenge for me, to be happy in spite of what I am experiencing.

But what keeps me holding on are my dreams, my family & friends,  and the beauty of the future, and I am thankful for that…Love, Bee. 🙂

 

To all followers, thank you for appreciating my works!

Light Of The Day

Light of the day,

Shine forth in array,

Light of the day,

Let me be as I may.

 

Light of the day,

Come burst in the sun,

Light of the day,

Our joy has now begun.

 

Light of the day,

Guide us your presence,

Light of the day,

May you be an eminence.

 

Light of the day,

Show all your glory,

Light of the day,

Shine upon me.

Someday, Someone

You must be glad,

For me it was sad,

You will always be,

Very dear to me.

 

Right now, things must shift,

My love will remain,

So i must act swift,

This love is in vain.

 

But i say thank you,

Why, nevertheless,

Though you were untrue,

I gave love no less.

 

What I long to be,

Happy in one’s arms,

Someday we will see,

One who’ll catch my charms.

Lies and Tears

I have loved and I was robbed.

I love you…But I couldn’t say it to you.

Now I’m sad and I wish time could have stopped.

I never had the chance to say what was true.

 

It was the lies. The lies that glued us.

Slowly, painfully, it was breaking my heart.

And I thought all I had was lust.

No, not just my heart, but myself was tearing apart. 

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