Monday, July 14th, 2003

Subject: in search of peace

Time: 2:07 pm.

and another day goes by

but time doesn't always fly

one leg ticks, the other repeats

in each of its constant beats

searching...

for a lil room of peace

on this never ending path

breathe in...

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This is my first poem. Though not the very first I've ever written, it's considered the first attempt of my search for a way to express myself in a creative aspect.

Late April 2003, a breakup. A hard one. Got me lost for a long while. The memories did not want to leave me. Became bitter and tried to search for comfort to ease the pain. In the wrong way with the wrong people I sought for it. No gain. Even more confused.

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Subject: happiness turns sour

Time: 9:02 pm.

you wonder sometimes what actually brings happiness,

when everything around seems to be such a mess.

obsessions make you a fool.

emotions blind you.

you try to figure out what's it all about,

yet never it seems to be worked out.

you give up all hopes and turn ignorant,

careless of what's important.

you live life in vain,

staying day by day with pain.

a search of happiness makes you cold,

it turns you sour.

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Then after awhile, here came my hero. The man who seized me out of the bitter state of mind and opened my eyes to different curves of posibility.

Sunday, November 9th, 2003

Subject: we will

Time: 9:13 pm.

you give me my smile

always

having my hand

in yours

taking me across

all the bounds

with faith

you have in me

and hope

that you share

we'll make it happen

you will

i will

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I wrote him that. Did not mean it for the two of us but more about what we were trying to conquer individually - his career and my dream. Our "relationship" did not work out but our "friendship" has been growing. It's great to be able to have someone who can lead or share you different aspects of the world. Someone who knows you well and sometimes better than you know yourself. And someone who has faith in you. Yes there is such a person. He's become my big brother and sometimes a dad. And I've become a big fan of him.