sobrang tired kahapon.
masaya naman. sobra.
isang text message ang natanggap ko last last night from a poet friend, days after i-critic nya yung poem ko.
eto yung mssg:
getz ko ang honesty mo. pero insincere ang mundo. kung paano ka magiging masaya sa isang insincere na mundo, yun ang challenge.
wag nyo tanungin kung nagreply ako.
hindi ko alam kung bat hanggang ngayon hinahanap ko pa ren ang meron.
isang tulang naisulat ko habang nakikinig ng cd ni cynthia a.
ito ang mga saglit na
lubha kong iniibig
upang sa kagyat
speaking of hyacynta. naipost na ni hey baby roma to sa blog nya SHEMPRE post ko den. peborit daw nya tu eh kaya peborit ko na den. idol ko yun eh
Why why do you worry? We are not born nor do we die What is happening happens for the best What will happen happens for the best We have come empty handed We will go empty handed What have you lost that you are weeping? What have you found that you have lost? What have you built that has been broken? You have not anything What you have got you got from here What was given you was given here What you took you took from here What you gave you gave unto here We have come empty handed We will go empty hande
-EMPTYHANDED, derived from Bhagavad-Gita