tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53622982011-08-19T20:10:39.982+08:00Living out an old lifeCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.comBlogger1851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-26320244271477291382010-11-14T18:07:00.002+08:002010-11-14T18:14:12.063+08:00Crazy it is,Living with mysteryOf the next second, next minute, next hour...Yet to know tomorrowIs a death foretoldMaking you miserableIf its all been arrangedWe think without knowingWe blink without seeingWhat comes to us nextIt is wise to accept that we do not knowCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-22804000688411038582010-11-07T18:13:00.002+08:002010-11-07T18:20:45.400+08:00AwayTruth be told about a girlDoes the sight of her give you jitters?And the slightest touch like Poison Ivy on your lips?Irony is never clearThe eyes deceive and her mind releases a cold burning emotionGames may add spiceBut not to a beating heartCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-66315979240937358632009-07-28T18:13:00.004+08:002010-11-14T18:19:34.703+08:00JittersFlashes of lightThe voice of a faltering oneIts not so easy to ignoreMight I try a little betterTo keep myself in one pieceI keep lingering on a dreamRepeating, blissfully surrealIf I could simply state the obviousHowever paradoxical the previous wasBut my lips won't moveCan't my heart trust?Tell me when.When will it be told?But what is there to tell?Nobody really knows.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-12361512556883893362008-06-12T11:10:00.002+08:002008-06-12T11:33:13.234+08:00My heart is still in this spaceThough my eyes see the differenceNow and before -I know where I am but I am really where?Still helplessStill and paralyzedJust inside, inside this space.Should I long to be finally free?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-56667172238798982092008-04-09T01:01:00.001+08:002008-04-09T01:13:13.056+08:00I'm worried, I'm afraid.No really.All I have are prayers.Could You be my Savior?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-34546321872811029252008-02-29T22:03:00.002+08:002008-02-29T22:08:31.836+08:00The more I look forward, the more the past looks brighter.The more I look at the past,the farther my mind reaches tomorrow.Where am I now?May my present be the gift that it is._ _ _ _ _I am, am I?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-77819026537818504892008-02-05T13:16:00.000+08:002008-02-05T13:20:57.277+08:00I am distant,In between.I am caught - Laughing for demise.The perfect wordsYou can't seem to spurt,"I knew it;I blew it."Forever misunderstood -'Tis the path I have chosenAnd this is the path I am,and will always be walking.Poor desperate sweet talker.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-70997350603610071522008-01-29T16:49:00.001+08:002008-01-29T16:54:41.698+08:00Allow a little dilly dallyingIf you please,Allow me to give you a little pushIf you fall,Least I pray that you weren't caughtAnd so my mind hangs like demented flabSqueeze it out, won't you?You cannot be a Merlin even if you sold your soul.I hold my ground wherever it goes.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-55784880536920068562007-11-08T18:41:00.000+08:002007-11-08T18:51:49.158+08:00It is just ridiculous to be in this trance..When someone's this sober and drowning in clear water..Might it be that his vision's not just clouded but completely blocked?Though in a lot of ways, it is I who's more blind than one with eyes of the heart..Confuse me more, will you?So I'll keep turning in this trance..When I'm not sober..Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-75846187444267969042007-04-01T17:51:00.000+08:002007-04-01T17:59:51.204+08:00CorneredBored. No I'm not.I am more than okay.Let me listen to my music,Let me live in my mind for some time.Afraid. I won't be.Just tell me everything's fine.Everything should be fine.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-25442760792525035362007-03-27T20:00:00.000+08:002007-03-27T20:10:37.389+08:00De AttachmentSweat and tears -I spent my days bewilderedI'll be done when I'm doneOne dreamed the end.Invested drops - I've worked so hard for ---Go on, nevermind;And I'll be back to who I really am.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1174834157624071852007-03-25T23:46:00.000+08:002007-03-25T23:49:17.636+08:00Alive and desperately kickingBreathing but hardlyLiving out fairlySwept away by confusionNo grounds - No heads to look back at..Moreso to look forward with.It's the best startFrom the worst of myself.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1143718344557305922006-03-30T19:28:00.000+08:002006-03-30T19:32:24.566+08:00How paralyzed you've becomeDependent - pathetiqueIs this the art of slow demise?Rush of shadows comingNesting one in complete blindnessLost dearest eyes,You could no longer seekFear of dreadingEscape is my trapNo future lies beneathI do not know...I am but an empty room.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1134051234524907122005-12-08T22:07:00.000+08:002005-12-08T22:13:54.536+08:00Nothing to do in a minute - nice!You Have a Melancholic TemperamentIntrospective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.Wise and patient, you can Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1133666042870659632005-12-04T11:05:00.000+08:002005-12-04T11:14:02.880+08:00Pagbubuhat ng Sariling BangkoConfidence. Everything I've ever done comes down to that point. How confident am I?Obviously, not much. That's why I keep messing up in the middle of everything. Its the thought that I can't handle it or that "I'm not like them".Yes, don't you think I'm so pathetic?Maybe its better if I try to be a little bit more boastful. I suddenly realized, I was quite like that before until people got to me Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1132928477698705732005-11-25T22:13:00.000+08:002005-11-25T22:21:17.706+08:00Status of the Slightly sprained girl'Accidents' lead to reflection for some of us. And I'd say this happened to me. This sprain, though minor, allowed me to think about my path.I have potential to be many things, I can realize my own potentials.BUT, I feel pressured. I don't have time for everything.The will, the desire. I am left to ponder on my being. The determination may lead the way but I lack stamina. I am like the soil Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1128235538246364692005-10-02T14:42:00.000+08:002005-10-02T14:45:38.250+08:00BewildermentSlightly famishedUnconcealed effortsLeft without a tracewithin the vicious spaceStrike a metalDressed like hellConsciousness driftsApart from the wholeCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1126034468834654122005-09-07T03:17:00.000+08:002005-09-07T03:21:08.840+08:00Let me sleepDoes this happen to you?You know you're sleepy but you don't feel you are sleepy.I'm in this state at this moment. I feel tired. I am tired. Yes, sentio ergo sum. Sleep - do we feel when we sleep? can we be conscious of sleep? why do we gain energy when we sleep, we dont input anything?I am confused. Or rather, I simply am sleepy.And so I shall sleep.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1125623618465508502005-09-02T09:11:00.000+08:002005-09-02T09:13:38.470+08:00Sick and tiredSick. Tired.Icks..tried..Got Sick and tired.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1125124579163903622005-08-27T14:21:00.000+08:002005-08-27T14:36:19.170+08:00A different Saturdayfinally. i was getting bored of the routing 8-12 PS31 Lab then 1-5 training at ultra. For a change, i didn't attend my class and went straight to ultra to compete. And oh well, here we go again with the "sayang"sss.Sayang:1. I could have maintained my rank as 2 if only i wasn't nice enough to lend my body wire to my competitor.2. I could have gotten my sweet revenge (to someone) if i only had my Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1124423341896843612005-08-19T11:43:00.000+08:002005-08-19T11:49:01.896+08:00Driven distortionsYour sight beholds to you - Future...What could be you?Perspiring persuasionsStrucks the mind.Bedazzled and fear is conquered;How you wanted..But its not wanted of you.Your time was wasted,No. It could happen to you.[Think about it.]Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1124004220332728222005-08-14T15:14:00.000+08:002005-08-14T15:23:40.333+08:00I've slept for so longI still vividly remember the erotic scene in the movie "Queen of the Damned" [heightened as I listen to Deftones] Its actually a short scene. Oh well. It was morbid (is it?) in the sense that they're biting each other off, drinking each others blood. Okay. I don't know why I'm thinking of it anyway. Disclaimer: I was not about to lead to something x.Its been awhile for me and this blog. I've Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1122610494731658922005-07-29T12:12:00.000+08:002005-07-29T12:14:54.733+08:00Gauging weird: Narcissism: What do you think?You Are 40% WeirdNormal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!How Weird Are You?Your Birthdate: September 26Your birth on the 26th day of the month (8 energy) modifies your life by increasing your capability to function and succeed in the business world.In this environment you have the skills to work very well with others thanks to the 2 and 6 energies Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1122609958341091792005-07-29T12:01:00.000+08:002005-07-29T12:05:58.340+08:00Nothing new actuallyHM.Still no time to make a customized template. Haha! Well, "kaya nga may ready na". Anyway, since I haven't included my tagboard in the new chosen template, just say whatever you want in the comments part. haha! ah, "wala pa kong natatanggap na comment". Right.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1117766083767349492005-06-03T10:31:00.000+08:002005-06-03T10:34:43.770+08:00I am flatteredNot if you hearDesperateIn solace if you fearI am eternally gratefulBut leave if you mustOr shall you perishBlinding dust.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1117765883172907012005-06-03T10:27:00.000+08:002005-06-03T10:31:23.176+08:00And after all that has happened to you,You end up at this spot.This place where you've always been.In this position you've always held.After all that you've been through,The feeling hasn't changed.It hadn't vanished.It resided in a little corner, waiting.And now that you've returned - Come and welcome back the feelingThat haunted and embraced you all along.I have returned to you once again.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1114398812010088112005-04-25T11:11:00.000+08:002005-04-25T11:13:32.010+08:00outdatedsimilar to the one who typeseverlasting tragedies of miseryhow come they are of the same path with me?must i joyfully slumber out the bliss of affinity?in the sense of feeling, i am out.what is to be without.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1111317948914212482005-03-20T19:24:00.000+08:002005-03-20T19:25:48.913+08:00Endearing stridesI'm such an idiot in lifeAnd I'd rather beThan be like everything elseCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1109052774514806762005-02-22T14:05:00.000+08:002005-02-22T14:12:54.516+08:00It's a busy life nowadays.Lack sleep.Lack rest.Lack fun.Lack life?No, life lacks..Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1104934561716520562005-01-05T22:05:00.001+08:002005-01-05T22:16:01.716+08:00A sweet sensation
Spiced exploration
Experience begins
With a simple fold
With a firm hold
Unravel the joys of creation
..of control
..of integration
To thee, I have taken eternity -
with a small bite.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1104048131709585022004-12-26T16:02:00.000+08:002004-12-26T16:02:11.710+08:00
Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence
You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.
You would make a fantastic Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1102338061473594152004-12-06T20:55:00.000+08:002004-12-06T21:02:40.590+08:00Taste stuck in the middle
Savoring torture lingers
Dancing with slight sharpness
Flinched and flickered
A bond in melting composition
Why not drown to end the misery
of hanging on?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1102223948498969502004-12-05T13:12:00.000+08:002004-12-05T13:19:08.496+08:00Hidden aggravation
Pushed through with limitation
I advanced with a mark of intent
Beated by a counter of desired lament
And I moved backwards to feel the movement
Only to attack with intense hatred
And still only to be extended back
Defeated by what I lacked
Control.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1101976896250774072004-12-02T16:36:00.000+08:002004-12-02T16:41:36.250+08:00Reimbursed for precious energy consumed
But not enough for such a being to resume
Her work, awaits yet to be tampered
With greased hands she whispered
I am clean with dirt…
And now to be gone curt.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1101162734551727342004-11-23T06:24:00.000+08:002004-11-23T06:32:14.550+08:00Air gushed upwards
Pressured by constrains
Utilized by blood
Combined within systems
A life definedCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1099315948212007802004-11-01T21:27:00.000+08:002004-11-01T21:32:28.213+08:00Feelings drift around the corner
And I watch as I am swayed
A breeze lightly pinches my shoulder
Only to gaze into a sea of nothingness
My eyes got fixed in this brilliant sky
Golden treasure, so high I wished to fly
But my wings are broken and will stain everything black
And thus I remain a shadow in a crack Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1097326494281291352004-10-09T20:47:00.000+08:002004-10-09T20:59:35.190+08:00I seek in thin air
I gasp with closed lips
I hear a little rhythm -
Unaware of despair
I go deep into the hollow
Stinged with mystery of the known
I shiver, high fever
A disease in the mind, disturbing.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1096888375500733662004-10-04T19:06:00.000+08:002004-10-04T19:26:58.583+08:00its not enough to pour lament on a cup
to freeze to death and be broken into crystals
its not right to melt and be swept away in the waves
and to soar as if in sublime --
when your feet is hurting and you're crashing to the ground
I slipped and fell down
its better than to run
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1095723911494839142004-09-21T07:43:00.000+08:002004-09-21T07:45:11.496+08:00A trail of thoughts dashed out the window
The wary eye could only watch
Pitiful sighs danced within walls
One hears
Only one hears
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1095173999955773522004-09-14T22:42:00.000+08:002004-09-14T22:59:59.956+08:00Scriptures that I can't read
Letters that I can't find
Something seems to drift away
In the course of strings strummed midway
See more than to see
Flares that bind the eye
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1094871346411037812004-09-11T10:55:00.000+08:002004-09-11T10:56:34.283+08:00CCleverAAstoundingRRawOOddLLuxuriousYYummyNNewName / Username:
Name Acronym GeneratorFrom Go-Quiz.com
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1094869452498762272004-09-11T10:23:00.000+08:002004-09-11T10:28:43.356+08:00How to make a cydls
Ingredients:
1 part mercy
5 parts self-sufficiency
3 parts beauty
Method:Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge!
Username:
Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1094377393158696542004-09-05T17:07:00.000+08:002004-09-05T17:43:13.156+08:00My mind is blurred without visions
A complete blank stare
With a clouded smile
Underneath the waves
I drown in twisted complexities.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1093912700957119152004-08-31T08:32:00.000+08:002004-08-31T08:38:20.956+08:00A dash of light in seconds
Binded my eyes
Flickering thoughts wander
If my head could use an opener
I thought of my brain as a photocopier
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1093258781869983762004-08-23T18:50:00.000+08:002004-08-23T19:01:43.083+08:00Make me feel that I'm alright
Keep me within that little light
I'll dance to the rhythm
I'll sing the anthem
Roll around the rocks
With a wild beat along waves
To the vanishing flame of burdens
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1091567078085926352004-08-04T04:32:00.000+08:002004-08-04T05:04:38.086+08:00Passes by in a rustle of wind
A breeze of laughter
A song of hits
Seldom chords blown over
But some few leaves linger,
To fall slowly to the ground
The weight of order brings about.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1090283826042316962004-07-20T08:30:00.000+08:002004-07-20T08:37:06.043+08:00Waste no more time
You stare too much...
Wanting to be
Be what you are
What are you?
Forsaken longing
Trembling with dreams
Your thoughts warred
Trapped in the sky
Pull yourself down to the ground
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1090117193314234392004-07-18T10:23:00.000+08:002004-07-18T10:19:53.313+08:00Dreaming awake
Plunging to the depths of a surreal world
I reach out fearing of grasping my own flesh
I kept falling but my heart wont stop
And I flew to the light
Warm against solitude
I sigh, I dream, I still live.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1088840050485203682004-07-03T15:23:00.000+08:002004-07-03T15:34:10.486+08:00Imagined shadows emerge from my sealed shut door,
Rising fast against the cold bursts of air beside me
Caught between, a critical point emerges
Liquefy me as what I've done with a thousand pills
Unfocused vision bewilders the sight of an unkempt space
Rest, possible it may seem, and yet I dread without scream.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1088174506798897002004-06-25T22:38:00.000+08:002004-06-25T22:41:46.796+08:00Flickering..dangling..
Dancing with the light
Travelling with flat tires
Dreading of how it shuts
Beyond any control
I close my eyes
And I am authority no more.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1087022146825253432004-06-12T14:28:00.000+08:002004-06-12T14:35:46.826+08:00free in the flow of rivers
the ores speculate glitters
cradle within the ropes of light
grasp me with this binding sightCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1086852858597948112004-06-10T15:28:00.000+08:002004-06-10T19:42:52.890+08:00What, may I ask, is time if not a perfect gift? For us so bound by the hour, a spare of seconds would be more than a marvel. And yet with all the tics and tacs, a glance of sunset melts away the sands of this time. Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1086658500179976222004-06-08T09:28:00.000+08:002004-06-08T09:35:00.180+08:00I hum your melody
A sweet tone so captivating
I hear nothing else past the cloudless skies
Your sorrowful rhythm and yet not a requiem
For memories to linger around the sea of confusion
Across the borders of desired isolation
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1086510679425393262004-06-06T18:20:00.000+08:002004-06-06T16:31:19.426+08:00I gazed without noticing
I was looking with longing
And I am dazed with dreams
It is a chase
Running like hiding
Away from the fast rising sun
Sleep like there's nothing left to do
Blinking for tears
Wanting to stop and yet I went on faster
Searched with blind foolishness
In the light of your trails
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1085564058990310392004-05-26T17:22:00.000+08:002004-05-26T17:34:18.990+08:00Où l'enfer vous est?
J'avais manqué des battements pour les jours
Vous faites me tient mon souffle
Et maintenant je suis pâle avec le regret
Un petit salut ne blessera pas
Ne pas me partir.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1085136856502605162004-05-21T18:51:00.000+08:002004-05-21T18:54:16.503+08:00I'm staring at the falling nothingness
Crazy I am with being left behind
Blame me, its my fault
Dispatch this useless one
Tears fall not from my face
Functions not out of so much
Creation of a mask crumbles
My heart races for failure
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1085049632585098642004-05-20T18:35:00.000+08:002004-05-20T18:40:32.586+08:00Intake of wilderness
A course of inescapable thrill
Marvel at the palpitations
I rise with the beat
Grabbing the shadows
I danced with your rhythm
Looking up past the mantle of heaviness
Temporary occurrence of twilight breezes by
Past my skin into my veins flowing
Stagnant I wished I was not
Reach further with supernovas
Let me explode in your vastnessCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1084828044289112852004-05-18T05:02:00.000+08:002004-05-18T05:07:24.290+08:00Heavy and stoned
With a loud thud in my ear
Lay down pain
Release to endure
With the sun blown awayCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1084702439215999222004-05-16T18:02:00.000+08:002004-05-16T18:13:59.216+08:00Out the rays
I searched.
My hand out to grasp
Air that captured tortured breathing;
Essence of touch
I've longed for,
Alone with this darkness I love.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1083879262402828652004-05-07T05:34:00.000+08:002004-05-07T05:38:42.106+08:00(FOR LIT: please center the alignment. The first part was Ken's. He intended that to have the shape of a 'woman'. That'll show once you change the alignment. As for the rest, hehe, they're unstructured, unless you want to add some too. - carol)
Weapons of Mass Attraction
Woman,
She was at
First. She was
A creation not
Like any other
Being which drove
Nations and countries
Into their own Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1083798092699737302004-05-06T07:01:00.000+08:002004-05-06T07:05:51.590+08:00a torture
sleeping mind with burning eyes
desperation
in solace with invisible words
hatred
rupture of a beautiful mount
wake me up
fail me not to moveCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1083512698840269362004-05-02T23:44:00.000+08:002004-05-02T23:49:12.793+08:00I drift when I need to be firm
When was the last time I was not so?
So much is seen at the moment you're supposed to look away
Heart and mind battle for dominance
I am left with no emotions and plansCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1083055811583538742004-04-27T16:50:00.000+08:002004-04-27T16:54:18.466+08:00Spinning still
I refuse to stop from unwinding
With cold feet in the midst of a boiling river
With shut eyes seeing beyond an entity was unaccounted
Yet I've lingered and so shall suffer
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1082736236286075862004-04-24T00:03:00.000+08:002004-04-27T09:59:00.873+08:00My feet are numb though I have not walked for hours
Dumb stricken with dumbness
I am left with constricted happiness
May this current of nervousness pass away
Let it be washed from me
I no longer feel that I still am who I wasCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1082736015893661402004-04-24T00:00:00.000+08:002004-04-24T00:04:18.576+08:00(utilizing the power of technology, tnx sa internet toni!)
Imagery
Small of Two Pieces
Lyrics: Masato Kato | Singer: Joanne Hogg
Run through the cold of the night
As passion burns in your heart
Ready to fight, a knife held close by your side
Like a proud wolf alone in the dark
With eyes that watch the world
And my name like a shadow
On the face of the moon
Chorus:
Broken mirror, a million Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1082210685305995712004-04-17T22:04:00.000+08:002004-04-17T22:08:39.873+08:00If confessions brought about upliftment,
then I should be on the move for it.
Sealed, shut, and frozen,
How can one be of sudden difference?
Flutters with daydreams of the one near
No longer exists as expulsions hinder.
Keep me alive with insistence
That this one is but a good pitch.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1082036842839192752004-04-15T21:47:00.000+08:002004-04-15T21:51:14.153+08:00Naalala ko lang itong napakagandang poem na diniscuss nung 4th yr HS, si andy garcia pa nga ang nagbasa nito.. Even though it's from a man's point of view, I thought it brilliant for a lyric poem..
Tonight I Can Write
by Pablo Neruda, translated by W.S. Merwin
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-108113643667205822004-04-05T11:40:00.000+08:002004-04-05T15:24:54.140+08:00My tears are useless
What's done is done
To shed anew as I have
Myriad as the stars above
Only relives a fraction of what has come
In the dark there is a smile
In the light I see your eyes
Burning with ardor for traitors
Like the core of this world
Enveloped in the coldness of bitter hearts
Hear my soul
I am but a grain
Feed me not to the wolves
If I may flourish for all
Whisper it not for gloryCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1079836469178939022004-03-21T10:34:00.000+08:002004-03-21T10:37:47.000+08:00Still pictures seem to drift among the heavens
I am struck by such brilliance, my body refuses to move
And much as I wished to paint something as beautiful as the sky
My hands are too shaky to neutralize contrast
She blinks not but moves across
Reflecting like water the ray of magnificence
Yet unnoticed, she struggles beneath
To remain on the surface, with her head out at least
A picture, my Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1079347870293620912004-03-15T18:51:00.000+08:002004-03-15T18:57:26.560+08:00It occured not to the valiant
That a word escaped from the lips
To the gullible judgement of the porcelain;
Thou hast my blood, my bones and my veins
Under sufficing ounces of torment.
Thine orbs of blinding brilliance
Seizes one's glacial deceit,
And for a moment, certainty envelops
As the uncertainty of light passes through
the core of serenity.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1079011670913733062004-03-11T21:27:00.000+08:002004-03-11T21:30:56.250+08:00Prayer for the STRESSED
Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I cannot accept,
and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had
to kill today because they pissed me off.
And also, help me to be careful of the toes I step on
today as they may be connected to the ass that I may have
to kiss tomorrow.
Help me to always give 100% at Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1078222484700956692004-03-02T18:14:00.000+08:002004-03-02T18:17:38.123+08:00I'm sitting down as though there's nothing to do
Ha! So many incomplete tasks have yet to be finished!
But my mind refuses to cooperate.
She laughs at me as though I was the one foolish,
"Patience, the system will resume again."
But when? Patience. Give me that and I mean now!
I even have the nerve to strum my guitar.
Yes, you can see I'm very busy.
And now I'm hungry.
Food shall not wait, later Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1077616609027219342004-02-24T17:56:00.000+08:002004-02-24T17:59:32.623+08:00Mejo nasa "right mind" ako ngayon, so, no weird poetry ngayon..haha! I am happy. yes, happy because of happy tree friends.
Hmm.. matagal ko na hindi nafeel ang saya ng pagpapaka-bum, yeah, bum on!
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1077228875561617312004-02-20T06:14:00.000+08:002004-02-20T06:17:13.796+08:00It's been quite some time
Since I could not repress panic
My hands become shaky as though
I'm still in a fight
Losing will not be my answer to this
Should I run then even if my breathing is so shallow?
A short stab of pain gets a hold of me
I'm paralyzed, caught off-guard
My eyes squint for a view
Where are you?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1076760931599759952004-02-14T20:15:00.000+08:002004-02-14T20:18:02.653+08:00This star
Like an embedded glass
In the dark black mantle
I am confused of my priced stone
And I could just stand still
Waiting for a dream of flowing freedom
Just one wish for me to tell
Even if the star refuses to fall
Even if I'm tired
For the hopes that I can still hope so
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1076578392016116252004-02-12T17:33:00.000+08:002004-02-12T17:35:40.123+08:00Rare is the jewel that can't be tainted
By bloodied hands that yearn to keep it
This is my treasure, my Amethyst Moon
--Muraki
...shiver..palpitations..glorious.Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1076282218397031642004-02-09T07:16:00.000+08:002004-02-09T07:19:22.030+08:00Short gasps trapped beneath
The shadow of breathing remain untouched
One who falters from the top of his glory
Crawls for the pile of rocks that fell with himCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1076213960257824872004-02-08T12:19:00.000+08:002004-02-08T12:21:42.793+08:00In the light of my starred gaze
Seeing beyond was of a fleet
I dream a shower of ethereal petals
Breeze my captured heart with cold wind
Slay a hardening flow of wrathCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1075792179895135352004-02-03T15:09:00.000+08:002004-02-03T15:11:56.153+08:00Work that is yet to be done
Made my eyes weary
This one is no longer functioning
Better take that off
My plead go noticed
To be apart is not in vain
Formidable is it not,
How the heart flourished
Fists, for battle or for prayer
I could not decipher myself
Maybe for a time
This is how it is meant to be
Hope for hope
Reaching out
To the depths of my soul
To the peak with my fallen wings
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1075336529065470232004-01-29T08:35:00.000+08:002004-01-29T08:37:37.966+08:00"Run through the cold of the night, as passion burns in your heart
Ready to fight, a knife held close, by your side
Like a proud wolf alone in the dark, with eyes that watch the world
And my name like a shadow on the face of the Moon..."
- Yasunori MitsudaCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1075099300063568752004-01-26T14:41:00.000+08:002004-01-26T14:43:45.420+08:00If I could generate screams from the soul
Maybe breathing wouldn't be such a problem
I fear I am no longer living a life
Fear from such demands evokes a tremendous cry
Must it be glory for the dead veins?
Clear me not for I've learned to hate the rain
So full of the formidable,
In case the dark night passes,
Speak not of yesterday and tomorrowCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1074683620318371552004-01-21T19:13:00.000+08:002004-01-21T19:15:39.513+08:00One of my favorite songs from Rivermaya.. (actually, wala lang masulat)
If
If I could choose to live my life
there'll be no if's to say
if I would choose to hold your hand
there'll be no words to say
without thought
without pride
leave the things that see to weaken us
without fear
without lies
let the magic turn your life around
if I would choose to touch you there
would you touch me there too
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1074081447092913292004-01-14T19:57:00.000+08:002004-01-14T19:59:17.356+08:00A fleeting rampage with a glass of milk
Savoring each sip like guylian's pralines
Ah, such eden inside me...
I ask for no more and more
Deliver my sparkle with sweet sorrow
Divine interventions and a heart with no tomorrow
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1073738886788461742004-01-10T20:48:00.000+08:002004-01-10T20:49:48.856+08:00so...
tired
cranky
depressed
pathetic
irresponsible
careless
mundane
...and yet uniquely queer. me.
might I see that the only one who can mend me is me..Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1073480863801830992004-01-07T21:07:00.000+08:002004-01-07T21:09:24.763+08:00It's so much an effort to struggle
I'm too tired to be thinking of anything
Frustration scratches me within
Just want to shut down
I will hear no more of these
I am screaming at the top of my lungs
But it's useless
And so am I.
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1073053409452259172004-01-02T22:23:00.000+08:002004-01-02T22:25:03.653+08:00Sobriety
Your grasp is too painful
For anyone to understand
How much you feel the pain of loneliness
Your flesh is burning from wrath
In this ocean of blazing passion,
Won’t you hear my voice?
Even for a while
For my blood is gushing endless
With this undead body
And I am hurting for a little kindness
Rapture in the wind of mountains
But when you fall
It is nothing you meet
Collapsing slowly Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072980329457054562004-01-02T02:05:00.000+08:002004-01-02T02:07:02.793+08:00Lend me your seconds
Maybe I can dream of passing through you
Inside the inconceivable core
We go away from it all
My suppressed beating takes me out
Some time might be an answer
Will the taste of truth make me
Bitter or better? Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072596358762014112003-12-28T15:25:00.000+08:002003-12-28T15:27:25.966+08:00Is it enough that I'm already whining?
Inside I'm already dying
Savor this moment
I'm not going to live this inside my system
Capture this moment
I'll never look your way again
There's plenty to drown the feelings out
Plenty of grounds to shout Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072341868839701262003-12-25T16:44:00.000+08:002003-12-25T16:45:51.890+08:00A hand's warmth
Enfolding arms
Wrapped in strings
Gifts from kings
She smiles underneath
Painstakingly mirthless
Yet her heart raced
And felt eternity
A wish to a kiss
Slowly entrancing the eye
With a reddish cheek
Sober with solitudeCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072239197075916022003-12-24T12:13:00.000+08:002003-12-24T12:14:39.076+08:00"You are far
I'm never gonna be your star
I'll pick up the pieces
to mend my heart
strange that I was wrong enough
to think you'd love me too
You must have been kissing a fool
I said you must have been kissing a fool..." - George Michael
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072226051276879982003-12-24T08:34:00.000+08:002003-12-24T08:35:32.733+08:00Wish you all a wonderful christmas!!! ^--^
Inside a dream, I see my heart beating for a longing. And my mind approaches the heart with a critical view-- You know what it's like. A shiver running down the back of this human body. Helpless. Pathetic. It had always been such because she's an ignorant and a fool. Nevertheless, this is the path. She's got a long way to go. Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1072021866811761202003-12-21T23:51:00.000+08:002003-12-21T23:52:24.920+08:00Striding fast
Against the raging river
Forgotten sparkle
Eyes of mockery
Chosen the carved path
Temporary bliss
Bench of legendary tales
Caught up in a wonderful story
Light amongst danger
Strength to fight wanders about
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1071574617657508332003-12-16T19:36:00.000+08:002003-12-16T19:38:09.123+08:00Apprehensions of the indecisive
You know of your weakness
Hate yourself for it
Because it's all about fear
All about mistakes
You know what you want
But is it right to want it?
For what is right?
What will happen--
If you were..
Wrong
Delirious during discernment
Blinded and captivated by the moment
Everything's okay for you
A pacifist or a coward?
May your philosophies eat you
You just don'tCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1071367089831483792003-12-14T09:58:00.000+08:002003-12-14T09:59:18.670+08:00Starvation--
You think of nothing else
Air like a dancing current
Music of the hunger
I am in greed
Why not take a bite?Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1071134833450598802003-12-11T17:27:00.000+08:002003-12-11T17:28:18.466+08:00Are you fooling around?
I'm not.
But, I'm the foolish one.
Indeed, I must say
You're like a dreamcatcher
I have the patience of the universe
At times--
Dreamed of becoming a stone
No longer entwined with emotion
That I may never feel
That I never will...
Just.
Leave me alone?
No.
Sweet torture--
Makes me feel as though I'm aliveCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1070969620328161002003-12-09T19:33:00.000+08:002003-12-09T19:34:42.623+08:00This is not my work, but I could relate so much to it that I posted it here:
I have a storm tossing my emotions in fierce gales within me, and I can do nothing. I can say nothing. All I am able to do is let the battle rage. Silent. Serene. Yet I am screaming. I am bleeding from every thread of my tortured soul. And still I remain frozen in place. I can only stand here. Lifeless. Unmoving. I am Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1070964948531992932003-12-09T18:15:00.000+08:002003-12-09T18:16:51.013+08:00Beloved requiem
Create a world for me
Make me smile beneath the lies forsaking me
I am young and I want to feel it
My vision of a dream, I long for gratification
I question a system
And remained unheard
I smirk, like a dying soldier
Grave and yet blessed
It’s my own perception
Hindering me
From this galactic sky
Come to my sovereign dungeon
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1070964878190370532003-12-09T18:14:00.000+08:002003-12-09T18:15:40.686+08:00It feels like a feather
Brushing my heart
Like leaves falling
The silent breeze
Like warmth of a whisper
Affinity with you is like no other
Brittle yet so strong
I catch my breath
Pensive upon the night sky
Eyes resembling the heavens
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1070845348342777542003-12-08T09:02:00.000+08:002003-12-08T09:03:29.186+08:00Cold sweat
Trickling down the ivory path
Wondering how to breathe
My heart exploded
Pushing to the limits
Past my own boundary
A lone spirit catches me
Blurred in the realms of my serenity
Grasp the wind
Down the slopes of the doomed street
I linger, a weakling
Drowning the depths of a confused longingCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5362298.post-1070541852953723452003-12-04T20:44:00.000+08:002003-12-04T20:45:08.610+08:00Why I always seem to recognize your face
I don't know
Why I always have this silly smile
I don't care
I am immersed within the flame of a thousand rocks
I yearn to be free
But my head refuses to bow down to the heart of crystal
Willing bursts with falling dust
Down the cursed eye
My tears of consciousness trickle
As a field of sparkle awaits
Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241246666143319768noreply@blogger.com0