True Blood for Franco

     True blood glistens no matter what seasoning is sprinkled into it.  It is a relation that often
overcome the dictates of realities.  It is embeded in the guts of men, and usually rises when it
encounters one of its kind.  For as long as it is of the same drop that has existed and multiplied in
time, no matter how far have they existed no matter how long were they separated, and even both
were unseen to each other at the start of awareness, this relation will always surface.  And even if one was pre-conditioned to hate, it will always rise and forego whatever shortcomings was
committed by its own kind.  Once true blood is felt, everything would seem to be casual and normal, and the relationship that shall be apparent will look as if it has existed long before.  It is a natural human instinct, a manifestation that answers the many doubts in life that usually go with one's heart beat.  It is an inherent feeling that causes uneasiness whenever one of its kind maybe in trouble.  True blood can never be altered.  It could mix but never saturated.  It could be hidden to others, but not to its kind.

~for my superhero~

The loneliness of the warm wind

reminds me you are gone.

A grey shadow on a distant wall,

marks the time that has passed,

since your departure.



The wind has become my constant companion

fashioning lullabys

that whisper your name.

Singing softly of the love we knew,

I think of you,

on still-lingered cold nights.



A month of nights, a year of days,

how long must we wait,

for your return

to the place we once knew,

where life was love, and freedom was a song?



How long can we last,

in our cells, without windows?

We have been forced apart,

thru no desire of our own.



Oh wind, whisper to me,

can we return,

to life, and reality?

Give me a song,

set my heart free.

 

wala lang

Night time is overtaking me

as daylight falls behind.

My life is slowly losing

the sparkle and the shine.

A life filled with promises

and empty bottles of wine.

This loneliness is beginning to

encloak me,

I've lost all sense of time.

Self-pity overwhelms me,

I've begun to lose my mind.

While death is overtaking me

and daylight falls behind.

 

hay......

In the chill of the damp night,



I ran silently and swiftly



to reach my destination,



Thinking as I went,



of the despair and regret



we must face



At tomorrow's departure.



It is strange



that after so short a time



We must return to ourselves



To our own minds,



and decisions.



Why must we face this?



Why must we be forced down again



into the space



from which we've just emerged?



As I reach your door,



I hesitate.



Will this be the last time?



The last happiness we will know?



Perhaps years will pass,



and yet, we are forced to accept it,



for we are not yet old enough



for minds of our own.



Finally in your arms,



I realize,



This isn't the end!



It is only the beginning



The youth of our love,



and happiness.



only our first departure.




 

life

As the early dawn comes

and I watch your warm body

rise and fall

in soft slumber

I know

your dreams of today must fade

for today

it will be no better

than before.



Life has brought us to a place

on an old dirt road

in the mountains

and left us with no gasoline for our car,



We must do the best we can

with what has been given us

and live the best we can

for life is real

and can hurt us if we don't.

 

this is for you.....you just don't know it.....G

Love came softly

lowered its head,

You are my desire

come to my bed.



I followed an old road

and once 'round the bend

was met by an army,

come lend me your hand.



I fought many wars,

Spent time with a wound

have cried in the evening,

watched old flowers bloom.



'Tis time I shall leave thee,

Watched sunsets from other shores

and regret not giving

my love even more.

 

untitled

On the first day, God created light and separated it from darkness. God named light as "day" and the darkness as "night".---When I came to know you, you shed new light to my life and also, you helped me discover that there is such a thing as "night" wherein I could talk to you until "day" came.



On the second day, God separated the water from the sky.---You helped me make my life clearer. You helped me reach for the sky. You are the sky I look up to when I feel like I'm drowning in troubles.



On the third day, God separated water from land. He let the earth bring forth vegetation, filling the land with plants bearing seed and fruit.---You've helped me stand firmer on the ground by always being by my side. You made my life more fruitful and gave me seeds of inspiration in which you helped me grow.



On the fourth day, God made two great lights. The sun to govern the day and the moon to govern the night.---You are the sun and the moon in my life. You guide me everyday and every night and you became my companion who never lets me down.



On the fifth day, God created living creatures in the water and birds flying in the sky.---You brought life in my world. You made my life richer.



On the sixth day, God created living creatures on earth and God created man.---You made my life complete. I also feel that you are the person to be in my life always.



On the seventh day, God rested and was happy.---I hope you always rest with or without me and thanks to you, my life is happier.



In short, you are God sent to me and that you brought more meaning in my life and helped me see more than my past which was full of chaos.



I just want you to know how much I appreciate the things that you've done for me and I wanted to show you how significant you are in my life. Thank You!!!

 

thoughts

when i had nothing more to lose, i was given everything. when i ceased to be who i am, i found myself. when i experienced humiliation and yet kept on walking, i understood that i was free to choose my destiny. perhaps there is something wrong with me, i do not know perhaps my relationship was a dream i could not understand while it lasted. all i know is that even though i can live without him, i would still like to see him again, to say what i never said when we were together: i love you more than i love myself. if i could say that, then i could go on living, at peace with myself, because that love has redeemed me. 

it is free

In every smile that one's face partakes, there is a child inside it, weeping.



Let's face it: pretension is something that a human person dreads of accepting and admitting but nonetheless is innate. To even smile for the faintest reason is still pretending, what more if the reason behind each smile hurt you more and more?



We cannot deny this fact. Because the more that we deny, the more we pretend. And the more that we pretend, the more that we see the world as a perfect residue of the intolerable sweat and blood of each and every tear that falls from our soul. In fact, we tend to do this too much that we avoid the issue of insecurity, hurt and grief and make it into a joke. We maximize our time to take our minds off negative auras and conceal our faces with transparent plastics. And what's the cruelest position that we partake after this? It is when we forget to take our masks off; that we subdue what is real and take part of what is "supposed to be".



And so the list of pretensions go on, the harder the shell's going to be. The more that we become invulnerable, the more that we become numb. Yes, yes, we all think that this really is the fun and most endearing part of angst. But this is what we think, what about what we feel? Little by little, he eats the true feelings, he replaces it with remorse, thinking now becomes a substitute for all the pain killers and alcohol that one can even dream of taking. You become dependent to it, never leaving its side.



Get this: there is more to life than just thinking. Einstein also knew how to feel.



And when you "think" that everything's okay and your perfect little checklist is complete, you hear this sound that suddenly led out the fear in you. Your senses become alive and your eyes, wide open.



Your shell suddenly had a crack.



As you try on every damn thing to repair the damage, it just makes it worse. The once crack is now a hole and sooner or later you will realize that this minor detail that you forgot to check on the bottom of your checklist had started it all: to love completely.



What am I trying to say? There are things in life that do not need pretending. You get hurt, you get abused, you get ashamed, and you lie. But these things do not make you less of a person but in fact makes you a better one. Why? It's because as each and every one of us feels these things, there are a billion other people who feel the same way.



You are not alone.



It is indeed easier if you cracked your own shell. And it would make you feel better to use the smile as a tool to share warmth and security, not irony and paradox. Use your map and find the most wonderful treasure of all time: happiness.



It's free.





 

nothingness

All men and all women are connected by an energy which many people call love, but which is, in fact, the raw material from which the universe was built. This energy cannot be manipulated, it leads us gently forwards, it contains all we have to learn in this life. If we try to make it go in the direction we want, we end up desperate, frustrated, disillusioned, because that energy is free and wild.

We could spend the rest of our life saying that we love such a person or thing, when the truth is that we are merely suffering because, instead of accepting love's strength, we are trying to diminish it so that it fits the world in which we imagine we live.

The day that man allows true love to appear, those things which are well made will fall into confusion and wil overturn everything we believe to be right and true. The world will become real when man learns how to love; until then we will live in the belief that we know what love is, but we will always lack the courage to confront it as it truly is.

Love is an unwanted force. Wnen we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

This force is on earth to make us happy, to bring us closer to God and to our neighbor, and yet given the way that we love now, we enjoy one hour of anxiety for every minute of peace.