*sigh. I really missed those days.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Gone are the days...
*sigh. I really missed those days.
Posted by Eeyan at 11:18 AM 0 comments
Friday, July 27, 2012
Still seeking progress
I've been posting poems, lots of poems these past few days because I'm practicing.
Posted by Eeyan at 2:22 AM 2 comments
"Awesome" is just "Aweso" without "ME" :D
I think : outside the box and other's opinion matters to me.
I know : I can pass my course (BS-Chemistry) and be a brilliant chemist :)
I want : to prove to everybody that I made the right decision in choosing my course. >.<
I wish : I could travel to Japan. O_O especially in spring. I don't know why but I'm longing to see cherry blossoms fall from their twigs. I want to see such beauty!
I hate : it when people boasts their capabilities when you know for yourself that you're way better than them. >.<
I miss : watching television! waaaa! ! boarding house without a television is like iced tea without ice. soooo lame!!! I wish television would fall out from the sky and straight to my room x)
I fear : gecko the most! ! ! so eewww! ! those devious eyes, rough skin and its fingers. And I really hate it when it gives you a grin. YES. it really can !! @_@
I smell : like piolo pascual for only 469 pesos! ! thanks bench perfumes. :)
I crave : for anything edible. In other words, I love to eat! ! !
I search : in google for stuffs and all. xD what? do you expect something dramatic? hahaha
I wonder : if you wonder what I'm wondering. Well in that case, let's wonder together ^_^
I regret : that I didn't spend my childhood improving my talent in music. *sigh . .now it's too late,or so i thought.
I love : God above all else. Because if you do, everything follows O:)
I ache : when everything turns out to be all messed up! >:(
I was not : expecting to be here in Pylon. hehehe. yay me! :D
I am not : smart. I just stay with problems longer. -Albert Einstein . . wew! I wish I could be like him.
I cry : when everybody's crying. Why should be left out?hahaha No seriously, I cry when my friends leave me. So don't leave me okay? Or else I'll skin you alive. hahaha >.<
I believe : and then I see. Not the other way around. Go team optimistic!! :DD
I dance : well in DDR. I dare you to challenge me :p
I sing : in the bathroom everyday. It's my concert hall you know. My audiences are the toilet bowl and stuffs floating inside it. hahahah . ssshhh!
I read : novels from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock Holmes is the best! ^^
I don't always : rush onto things. It's better to wait. It's effortless you see.
I fight : when, uhm. well if. . . . . .i hate fighting. hahaha
I write : to express "ME". A medium of communication that I can get along with. ^__^
I win : when everybody gives up. So be like me, don't give up! ;)
I lose : easily in the game of chess. I hate chess. It's BORING. :p
I never : tried to smoke. It's disgusting.
I always : wanted to have fun. Is that such a crime? :p
I confuse : on what's negative. cation or anion. The ironic part is that I'm a chemistry student. phew! shame on me. tsk2.
I listen : to mellow violin cover of songs i like as a prompt whenever i write. :D
I can usually be found : in front of my netbook. Tweeting and FBing. hahaah
I am scared : when I'm in a dark place (lygophobic), when a balloon explodes (globophobic) when I see geckos (geckophobic?) hahaha.
I need : to get a life! . .hahaha xD
I am happy : of my life with God. >_>
I wake up : everyday with a prayer thanking God for giving me another day to enjoy with :)
I sleep : after I finished praying. :) weeee!! I'm so in love with God. :DD
Posted by Eeyan at 2:18 AM 1 comments
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Into the other side
Yesterday it may seem
you and I makes up a good team
been through happy times and sad
you are the best thing I've ever had.
We watch the sun rise and set
breaking apart, one thing we'll never let
Then came our playful enemy, fate
Tried to fight back but it was too late.
Tried my best to fix it all back
Crying in a corner, all in black
I stood up and put on the loose
to die and be together, that's what I'll choose.
Posted by Eeyan at 11:28 PM 2 comments
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Violet Matrimony
Groom:
Today is the day
I've been waiting for this
The day where I'll see
My bride walking towards the altar
Euphoria is striking me
I can't contain my happiness
All I see is her wearing a wide smile
Bride:
Today is the day
I've been waiting for this
Enough with all the lies
My groom will soon wait at the altar
Anxiety is striking me
I can't contain my conscience
All I see is him with eyes full of tears
Both:
My heart is pounding
I can't wait to witness the moment
The moment I've been waiting
After this day
Our lives will be forever changed
This is the start of our journey
Groom: Together.
Bride: Apart.
Posted by Eeyan at 6:18 AM 0 comments
Labels: poem, poems, poetry, spilled ink
Monday, July 2, 2012
Spilled Blood
Posted by Eeyan at 9:05 AM 1 comments
Labels: poem, poems, poetry, spilled ink
Saturday, June 30, 2012
It's now or never. . . AGAIN!!
Here I am now, AGAIN, with chest resounding inside my chest. Eager as a beaver to hear the judgement, Am I in or out?? *nerves cracking. . my lymphatic system is funtioning off course. It's Evaluation tonight.
*fingers crossed...
Posted by Eeyan at 3:54 AM 0 comments
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Seaside Beau
The sun is up
I gazed upon the golden sky
Sunrise welcomes my sleepy eyes
To the season where fun begins.
Dawn mist touches my skin
Cold shore embraces my feet
Waves roll in the peaceful sea floor
Shells shines, reflecting the warm sun rays.
Oh, how I wish to be here forever
To savor the creation's allure
Made for you and me
Summer, the season of glee.
Posted by Eeyan at 1:01 AM 2 comments
Labels: poem, poems, poetry, spilled ink
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
How to Be a Poet (to remind myself) ~ Wendell Berry
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Posted by Eeyan at 7:16 PM 0 comments
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Brave Gizzard
Posted by Eeyan at 6:34 AM 0 comments
Labels: poem, poems, poetry, spilled ink
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Gone are the days...
*sigh. I really missed those days.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Still seeking progress
"Awesome" is just "Aweso" without "ME" :D
I think : outside the box and other's opinion matters to me.
I know : I can pass my course (BS-Chemistry) and be a brilliant chemist :)
I want : to prove to everybody that I made the right decision in choosing my course. >.<
I wish : I could travel to Japan. O_O especially in spring. I don't know why but I'm longing to see cherry blossoms fall from their twigs. I want to see such beauty!
I hate : it when people boasts their capabilities when you know for yourself that you're way better than them. >.<
I miss : watching television! waaaa! ! boarding house without a television is like iced tea without ice. soooo lame!!! I wish television would fall out from the sky and straight to my room x)
I fear : gecko the most! ! ! so eewww! ! those devious eyes, rough skin and its fingers. And I really hate it when it gives you a grin. YES. it really can !! @_@
I smell : like piolo pascual for only 469 pesos! ! thanks bench perfumes. :)
I crave : for anything edible. In other words, I love to eat! ! !
I search : in google for stuffs and all. xD what? do you expect something dramatic? hahaha
I wonder : if you wonder what I'm wondering. Well in that case, let's wonder together ^_^
I regret : that I didn't spend my childhood improving my talent in music. *sigh . .now it's too late,or so i thought.
I love : God above all else. Because if you do, everything follows O:)
I ache : when everything turns out to be all messed up! >:(
I was not : expecting to be here in Pylon. hehehe. yay me! :D
I am not : smart. I just stay with problems longer. -Albert Einstein . . wew! I wish I could be like him.
I cry : when everybody's crying. Why should be left out?hahaha No seriously, I cry when my friends leave me. So don't leave me okay? Or else I'll skin you alive. hahaha >.<
I believe : and then I see. Not the other way around. Go team optimistic!! :DD
I dance : well in DDR. I dare you to challenge me :p
I sing : in the bathroom everyday. It's my concert hall you know. My audiences are the toilet bowl and stuffs floating inside it. hahahah . ssshhh!
I read : novels from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock Holmes is the best! ^^
I don't always : rush onto things. It's better to wait. It's effortless you see.
I fight : when, uhm. well if. . . . . .i hate fighting. hahaha
I write : to express "ME". A medium of communication that I can get along with. ^__^
I win : when everybody gives up. So be like me, don't give up! ;)
I lose : easily in the game of chess. I hate chess. It's BORING. :p
I never : tried to smoke. It's disgusting.
I always : wanted to have fun. Is that such a crime? :p
I confuse : on what's negative. cation or anion. The ironic part is that I'm a chemistry student. phew! shame on me. tsk2.
I listen : to mellow violin cover of songs i like as a prompt whenever i write. :D
I can usually be found : in front of my netbook. Tweeting and FBing. hahaah
I am scared : when I'm in a dark place (lygophobic), when a balloon explodes (globophobic) when I see geckos (geckophobic?) hahaha.
I need : to get a life! . .hahaha xD
I am happy : of my life with God. >_>
I wake up : everyday with a prayer thanking God for giving me another day to enjoy with :)
I sleep : after I finished praying. :) weeee!! I'm so in love with God. :DD
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Into the other side
you and I makes up a good team
been through happy times and sad
you are the best thing I've ever had.
We watch the sun rise and set
breaking apart, one thing we'll never let
Then came our playful enemy, fate
Tried to fight back but it was too late.
Tried my best to fix it all back
Crying in a corner, all in black
I stood up and put on the loose
to die and be together, that's what I'll choose.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Violet Matrimony

Today is the day
I've been waiting for this
The day where I'll see
My bride walking towards the altar
Euphoria is striking me
I can't contain my happiness
All I see is her wearing a wide smile
Bride:
Today is the day
I've been waiting for this
Enough with all the lies
My groom will soon wait at the altar
Anxiety is striking me
I can't contain my conscience
All I see is him with eyes full of tears
Both:
My heart is pounding
I can't wait to witness the moment
The moment I've been waiting
After this day
Our lives will be forever changed
This is the start of our journey
Groom: Together.
Bride: Apart.
Monday, July 2, 2012
Spilled Blood

Saturday, June 30, 2012
It's now or never. . . AGAIN!!
*fingers crossed...
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Seaside Beau

I gazed upon the golden sky
Sunrise welcomes my sleepy eyes
To the season where fun begins.
Dawn mist touches my skin
Cold shore embraces my feet
Waves roll in the peaceful sea floor
Shells shines, reflecting the warm sun rays.
Oh, how I wish to be here forever
To savor the creation's allure
Made for you and me
Summer, the season of glee.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
How to Be a Poet (to remind myself) ~ Wendell Berry
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Brave Gizzard
