All about Cards and Poems

Been cleaning my room one day and i found a familiar box... the box i used to open every night and secretly kept underneath my bed ... the box that used to make me feel loved and special...the box that made me a dreamer.... now it's there accumulating dust iside the unused shelf of my cabinet...


I opened it, memories flowed unto me like a rushing river...




Inside are cards from two different people, cards that's both full of endearing words and sweet promises... cards that made me smile... cards that made me cry... been wondering why we get to forget our promises? forget the things that once made us happy...?


and worst! dedicate the same poem we made for one person to another ...


"greatest gift I received from a princess that once lived,lived only in my dreams... dreams so deep...dreams so dim...dim it was till the dream came true...true as the true love i found in you"....

well it's not that i'm angry nor jealous but i'm just wondering, bakit hindi ka na lang ulit gumawa ng ibang tula para sa kanya? or maybe you also didn't made that poem for me? well....

Great Teachings...

CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?

There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband ,because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship.Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.


NO POINTING FINGERS

We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.


NO OVERPOWERING

Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character."It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness.It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations...


RIGHT SPEECH

There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other,we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.


TRUST
is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and end may result in separation.







BE PATIENT

Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge. People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.





PERSONAL PERCEPTION

Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear..

A Matter of Choice

Immaturity is thinking that you have all the answers. Wisdom is knowing that you don't.

Weakness is wanting to control everything around you. Strength is gracefully accepting and valuing what is.


Insecurity is the constant, gnawing desire to have more and more. Confidence is knowing that you already are enough.


Failure is thinking that you can advance yourself by pushing others down. Success is understanding that the more you lift others up, the more you'll be lifted yourself.


Despair is committing yourself to shallow, superficial things that too soon will wither and die. Joy is filling your world and your life with the things that truly matter.


Every moment, you are fully capable of living with wisdom, strength, confidence, success and joy. It's not a matter of chance, but always a matter of choice.


And you can make the choices now that will surely take you there.

Let your efforts flow

Trying too hard can often be as unproductive as not trying at all. Pushing yourself too hard sends an unspoken yet powerful message that you lack confidence in your own efforts.

Instead of forcing your efforts, seek to simply let them flow. Instead of being consumed with thoughts of how much or
how little progress you're making, focus on the real substance of the effort.


When you wander a little off track, there's no need to despair or to work yourself up over it. Put that energy into pointing yourself back in the right direction.


Real progress will come at the pace at which you can give yourself fully and sincerely to the effort. If you attempt to rush the process, you may accumulate some meager tokens of success, but you will fall short of achieving real success itself.


Life already has enough pressures. There is no need to add more by pressuring yourself. Relax and let your efforts flow. That is how you can be your very best.



-- Ralph Marston

Smile on Life

Give the world a smile today. Smile at nothing
and it becomes something, something warm and precious to smile about.

Look at life with loving eyes. You'll see so very much to love and to appreciate.


Where life has been, and where it is going, converge in the moment thatis now. Give your best, be your best right now, for now is everythingwith which you can work.


Think the most powerful, positive, uplifting thought you can imagine,and ask yourself this. How can you express that positive power right now?


Smile on life with your own special smile, right now. And life will smile back in ways that will truly delight you.



-- Ralph Marston

In perspective

When something goes wrong, even when several things go wrong at once, there are still many more things that continue to go right for you. One of the best ways to deal with any trouble in your life is to put it into perspective.


It's easy to put all of your focus on the problems because they often scream for attention. Yet no matter how intensely the problems assert themselves, you always have the power to put them in perspective.


Use the magnificent power of your mind to visualize all the many treasures and blessings in your life. When compared to all the good things, the problems will not be so overwhelming.


And when your mind is no longer overwhelmed with the problems of the moment, you begin to gain real power over those problems. By putting them into perspective, you put your problems at a distinct disadvantage.


It's common to respond to a sudden difficulty with shock, anger, frustration, dismay and a whole host of other negative emotions. Yet imagine what would happen if you were to respond with gratitude, not gratitude for the problem itself but rather for all the good things still present in your life.


With gratitude, your energy suddenly shifts in a very positive direction. With gratitude, what once seemed overwhelming becomes something you can confidently handle.


Decide to put your problems in perspective, and you'll find everything you need to get beyond them.



-- Ralph Marston

Happiness

Real happiness does not come from the fulfillment of every
desire. You can chase an endless chain of wishes and
desires, and still manage to be unhappy.


So how and when does happiness come? It comes, quite simply,
when you allow it.


Though your life may be filled with challenges and
difficulties, still you can be genuinely happy. Whether you
are close to reaching your goals, or far away, or already
beyond them, real happiness is always close at hand.


The world and its culture may convince you that you need
this or that in order to find happiness. Yet in truth, you
need nothing other than to let it be.


Instead of waiting or longing or searching for a reason to
be happy, create for yourself a way to be happy. Something
as simple as a smile can get you started, and that's
something you can do right now.


Let go of the notion that you must grasp for or struggle to
attain happiness, and simply let it be. That can instantly
make all the difference in the world.



-- Ralph Marston

Your influence

Give, and you will have. Teach, and you will learn.


Listen, and you will be understood. Live with kindness, and
kindness will live with you.


Respect, and you will be respected. Be truthful, and it will
be nearly impossible for others to deceive you.


Keep a generous spirit, and your life will be filled with
abundance. Seek to bring out the best in others, and they'll
give you the best that they have.


Give your genuine encouragement to those who thirst for it
most, and you'll be encouraged beyond all measure. Speak
positively of your world, and your world will be a rich and
fulfilling place.


The world you influence with your thoughts, words and
actions is the world in which you live. Always be your best,
and that world is a great place to be.



-- Ralph Marston

Take time to think

Every now and then, on rare occasion, a quick and frantic
response is needed. Most of the time, however, a calm and
thoughtful response is much more powerful and effective.



Before you respond to life's events, take time to think
clearly and calmly about what you are doing. Before you
respond to the situations that come your way, take time to
remember who you are and the direction you want to be
moving.


A frantic, emotional reaction made in haste can often push
you back even more than the event to which you are reacting.
On the other hand, a calm, thoughtful response can usually
bring a positive outcome from what would otherwise be a
negative situation.


Certainly it is sensible to respond promptly to whatever
life sends your way. Yet that does not mean that you must
respond thoughtlessly and carelessly.


Before you say something you could regret for a long time,
take a moment to calmly consider it. Before you do something
that might take years to overcome, take a moment to
thoughtfully consider your response.


A calm, well-considered response is a powerful response.
Take time to think, and the way you respond will keep you
moving positively forward.

-- Ralph Marston

Choose your path

Your problems are real and demanding. Yet they are tiny when
compared to all the positive possibilities for your life in
this moment.


You have fallen short in the past. Yet the past is over, and
you are free to choose a new and more fulfilling direction,
right now.


There are difficult challenges that you now face. And right
alongside those challenges, intertwined and intermingled
with them, there are stunningly magnificent
opportunities.


This is your time to grasp those opportunities. Whatever may
try to hold you back is trivial and of little consequence
when compared to what you can gain by moving forward.


The difficulties this moment may hold are far outnumbered by
the possibilities for achievement, learning, love, joy and
fulfillment. Focus your mind, focus your energy on the best
of those possibilities.


In this very moment you are free to choose any thought, any javascript:void(0)
action, any path you wish. Choose to step confidently
forward on the path to the best place and the best life you
can possibly imagine.

-- Ralph Marston

Quote for the Day

 

I could never be this honest on decaf..."

- John Fischer, Confessions of a Caffeinated Christian

Reality

Reality strikes...
Like a mirror,
Breaking right in front of you...
The beauty it once beholds,
Shattering...
Like the tiny bits and pisces of glass,
Raining on your face...
Disillusioning...
As sharpness stings,
Cutting through your skin...
And you cry in pain,
But the sound was void...
Only the crisp,
Cracking sound of glass...
Piercing
Through the silence.
Blood and tears
Stain your face...
Blinding
Your eyes from the tangible...
But pain makes you see,
Clearly...
And vividly...
The truth that was...
And the truth that is...

Reality.

Sleep... My Love... My Passion

You come to me every night with such tenderness that I long for your
touch come daylight. My head and my body, they never cease to think of
you. Whatever I do, you’re always on my mind.


During daylight, you arrive when I need you most, making me
oblivious of what is actually happening around me. When with you, it’s
like I’m transported into another world, completely leaving the other
one behind.


You take me to so many places—some I’ve been to before and
some I am not familiar with. You make me see things I never thought I
would be able to see, making me less innocent, less naïve.


Only you know of my deepest secrets—my fears, my dreams, my
life. When with you, I feel calm, at ease and peaceful. I know that
with you I would be safe and secure.


You touch me in places no one else has ever touched before.
You make me feel good about myself, making me laugh and cry, in the
stage of euphoria.


But sometimes you hurt me. Even unintentionally, I feel as
though you deceive me by showing me my fears. You haunt me with things
I am most afraid of. There are times when I wake up abruptly with
tear-stained cheeks then you are gone.


I know I can’t live without you, though. You are my shock absorber and my best friend. And I am grateful for your presence.


So please come and visit me early tonight, dear sleep, I have to wake up early tomorrow.


SLEEP.... my love.... my passion! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............................

Let Go

by ishda   
 
This story is about you and that boy. The boy with
the dreamy brown eyes who looked at you with so much melancholy on
those lazy afternoons you shared back in the past. He made you laugh, made you feel
poetic. He lived in a romantic world, and he took you with him. You
just forgot to bring the ticket so you were dropped off from the bus
and was made to walk back home alone.



He used to worship the ground you walked on. He used to pluck
flowers for you in the sidewalk. Played basketball with you under the
rain, and made you sleep on his bed.  He was perfect.
He was beautiful, and mysterious, and so sad at times that you wanted
to protect him from the bad memories, which haunt him on his sleep. You
used to want to kiss his lips when he made an effort to laugh at your
jokes. You wanted to hold him longer than the hugs you occasionally
shared, but you never had a chance to. You chickened out too easily,
and you always cared about what other people will say.


You will never be over him. It’s been years and you’re
still smitten. Pathetic. It was your fault you two never had the chance
to be together. It wasn’t his fault that you chose the boy who was
stable, bright, and... ordinary. You thought that’s what you
needed. You were so ready to throw everything you two shared then. You
just wanted to be friends, that kind of bull. And he bought it. He
nursed his heart back into health and pursued a life that has nothing
to do with you. And it used to be alright. Yes, you look at him from
time to time, feel a certain regret at the deepest corner of your
heart, but you manage to ignore it. You believed you two were never
meant to be.


It’s been  years since the last time you saw adoration in
his eyes when he looked at you. Years since the last time you
shared the afternoon
sun, played with the strands of his hair. Years since you said you
two will never be anything else but friends. Years since you walked
away from his life.


You need to let go. You need to forget. You have to stop fooling yourself that the
universe will conspire to get you two together again. The universe
doesn’t even think you deserve a second chance.


This story somehow reminds me of someone in my past and that someone kept on loving and caring. I admit,  I might have been blind when i was younger, for not being able to see the wonders of his love and to let go of somethng that might have been good... 
sigh.... Its so sad to be loved and cared for by someone you can't love back anymore.

Love Stories : The Day He Left

Contributed by mindgames (Edited by karl)
Monday, February 14, 2005 @ 02:00:17 PM

It's a sad song, made all the sadder by Bruce Hornsby's mournful piano accompaniment, and Raitt's authentic cry from the heart.

Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronise...
Morning will come and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight...

"Of course, you're too young to have heard of her," my friend said, when I asked him who the singer is. "Bonnie Raitt. She had struggled for years, played in one honky-tonk joint too many, and drunk far too much. But she's finally gotten her due recognition. She won a Grammy for the song, and maybe for her album too," He said. There were tears in my eyes. Me and my soft heart, and yet I could not give him love. Instead I gave my friendship, and I gave it with gratitude, tenderness and sadness. That was long time ago. Time has passed.

Today I will write about my love who finally left me. You may not have heard of him because I didn't write much about him except for a prose and a poem. I decided for him to be as furtive as that phantom of my days, because what we had was a clandestine love affair.

I met him late August last year thru one of the most bizarre ways of meeting people, which is just one of my pit stops. I invited him for coffee and it was followed by a countless other rendezvous over coffee, poetry and philosophy. Then we realized there was love. And I loved him, and it got deeper as days passed. Yes, it was great, and I told myself that it was different.

Indeed it was different. He is different. The guy I am talking about is one of the most complex, mysterious and intriguing personalities I've ever encountered in my lifetime. He is as elusive as mercury. As passionately as he would return my kisses that rainy season to new year. He is a boy and a man at the same time. Sometimes I think that what we had was part of the interlude between his Holden Caulfied days and the more serious endeavors of adulthood to come. Thus with him, I'd often venture beyond the surface of life and of love. It was a love that made me whole. He was my unquantified joys. And yes, it was blissful, even just to talk with him.

A number of times I tried to simplify his personality but he always escaped me. A number of times I tried to write about my love for him but words always fell short. And one of the many attempts are these lines:

I can write a thousand poems for you, about you, just to feed my love. I can cry a river to let flow unwanted shell-feelings but your touch streams down to my sea amid strong winds and perturbed waves.

But it can never go beyond what I feel for you.

He was one of the many reasons for my forced writer's block. And I was convinced of the theory of the non-existence of "real profundity" in writing. And he hasn't done anything yet but to sit in front of me and leave the rest of him for me to analyze. But i remain bewildered, astounded at this simple being who shares the coffee table with me and yet there is more about him that I can never comprehend. He is like the many wonders that bestrew my midst all at the same time. Being with him is like surfing channels on TV without knowing what I am exactly looking for.

Love was in the air all the time until things got complicated because our status stayed afloat. And he could not even assure. The reason is complicated. Well, it got worse when people started to ask me about him. "Nah, someone special," so I'd answer to them. Then it grew to "Just a pseudo-bf," to "Ah, him? He's the love of my life." But I questioned his intentions and I nagged him for reasons behind the lack of assurance. He gave me reasons, but I refused to accept them.

He became dizzy for me, and he'd often say NO everytime I'd ask him to take me. Each time he did, I pulled away from him. And I was convinced that there will never be a time for moony eyes and vows of undying devotion for us. So each time, we'd fight for the same reason. And each time, i'd leave him. And I'd say my sorries. And he'd reassure me, "Don't worry about it." Then he'd take me again without further question. Despite my frequent tumult, despite my cuckolding him, he'd accept me again. He let me lived largely and every time I thought he hurt me, I'd storm out of his life. But he'd accept me again. It was always like that. It became a vicious cycle.

He'd write about the raucous events everytime. And in one of those, he wrote:

I am crying. For the last time. I don't want to go but i fear that if i don't i'll end up not respecting myself any longer. dammit i love you. but you don't make it easy. i've had my shortcomings and i know that most of the hurt you get is my fault. but sometimes you can't expect me to run after you when im still catching my breath. you run too fast for me. we haven't even patched things up for more than a week and already you are asking me the same things that cause your hurt...

Then the ultimate came. It came to a point where I became extremely ruthless towards him, and I didn't leave any respect for him. I was at the height of my anger. I was unreasonable. I was hateful. I became the worst version of myself.

So he blogged:

Today i let her go.
it hurts.
like im being torn from the inside out.
but i have to.

I don't know how to reassure her anymore. Despite telling her that i kept true to my promise, she insists on her own way. And when i let her have on her own way, she explodes a bit more. I do not know what to do. I am the loser at every point, at every argument.

And I let him go, finally. I will not reclaim him anymore. I cannot hurt him any longer.

So he left, while I was still drunk to feel the pain. And this morning, I was sober already. I read his messages, and called him. He said he couldn't take me anymore.

It hurt like hell. But I ask, how does a person grieve? I am puzzled at my lack of tears. I spoke with him in anger this morning but my voice briefly failed. As I hung up, that tiny catch in my voice dissolved whatever stood between me and my sorrow. The torrents of hurt were unleased but I could not cry. I feel numb.

I feel like travelling so I could send him postcards every day. I will call it, The Rock N Roll Farewell Report. And I'd send each one to him, under which some silly stuff are written on it.

Like: "The world must be full of such handsome and powerful men, there are so many fish in the ocean, but why do I ache still for the one fish that will never bite? A jerk at the other end of the line, that's all I want - but, alas, that's what I've become."

I feel stupid. And miserable. But more stupid than miserable. Do I love him? Yes I do, so much. And it excruciatingly hurts. Yet I am still surprised, that it won't sink in my system yet.

I yearn to be free from paranoia, and for whatever caused him to leave me. I yearn to be a vagabond yet I built all these defenses around me and stayed inside as if it were my house, so he could not get through me. I built these sea walls around me to keep at bay the sadnesses of life. But one of the most difficult problems I had is to construct these barriers of such a height and strength that I have a true harbour, a sanctuary away from crippling turmoil and pain. I didn't build it low enough, and permeable enough, to let in fresh seawater that will fend off my inevitable inclination towards brackisness.

For someone with my cast of mind and mood, medication is an integral element of this wall: Without it, I would be constantly beholden to the crushing movements of a mental sea.

I wanted to believe that our love was, to me, the ultimately more extraordinary part of the breakwater wall: it helps to shut out the terror and awfulness, while, at the same time, allowing in life and beauty and vitality. But I didn't allow it to be that. My life is a life of self-absorption taken to its extreme. I am merciless.

I don't know if I am ready for a life without him. I don't know if i can ever last another day without him.

I wouldn't want to know.

I posted this because this almost happened to me. 'Thought i'm going to lose someone forever, 'thought I can afford to lose my someone but I realized that i can't, I love my someone, I love him very much...

People come into your life for a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime. When you know which one it is for a person, you will know what to do for that person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they ac t up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered, and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons: things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

It's always hard to let go of something that's good and wonderful...
but sometimes we have to...
and when that time comes...
just let the silent tears wash away the pain.

I guess its time I put to words
What I have lost from the past
The many times I have reflected
And now the words come out

Every time I look back
I see what all went wrong
All that happened to us
The differences we had

We slowly drifted apart
And then I broke us up
We used to be the best of lovers
And now were nothing much

So finally I have given up
Trying to return us all
To the way we were
I have learned my lesson now

I guess that people always change
And there’s nothing to do now
But let our dead hearts lay
To good bye forever

You must know that this is it
We are no longer the same at all
We have fallen from our grace
Its been a falling out of sorts

When I say I love you I do
But this with you will not do
I need someone I can lean on
Someone I can count on too

Yes you are there sometimes
For that I am grateful to you
But I need someone there full time
And that you cannot do

You told me once you loved me
That I could believe in you
I was there when you needed someone
Where were you when I needed someone, too?

The time has come for me to let go
Never to expect you to care again
People may come and people may go
But my love will never end