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eijaraz: saHabat sEjaTi
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AssaLamuaikum daN saLam seJahtEra kePaDa saUdaRa seRta saUdaRi seKaliaN. Tuesday, August 4, 2009. AssaLaMuaLaiKum.w.b.t. Men9enaliMu 1 kEsYUkuRan,. MEnyaYan9i mU 1 keBahaGianN,. MenYakiti Mu TaK kaN Qu laKukaN,. SeMo9a pErsaHabataN yaN9 tErjaLin anTara kiTa MenjaDI Suatu keAbadian yaN9 tAk teRniLai daN bErkEkaLan uNtuK seLamaNya". Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dicta...Nurul...
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Written in Ashes: [L] Our First Kiss
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Thursday, February 14, 2008. L] Our First Kiss. I try to imagine our first kiss. I know we’ll share a wonderful bliss. It starts with an impassioned embrace. Then my hands lightly touch your face. And I look deep into your eyes. While we breathe heart-felt sighs. I see you smile, I wipe away a tear. As our faces draw ever nearer. My eyes close when our lips meet. Passion flows from there to my feet. D] Dark poetic prose.
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Written in Ashes: July 2007
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Sunday, July 08, 2007. G] Goodbye my friend. A better friend, I have not met. To hear my woes and lighten my debt. Your strength and love came from your soul. You mended others and made us whole. You brightened my day with your funny retort. Saying "dinner for two" made me let out a snort. You reminded me that I'd remember this. When you were gone and surely missed. You tried to prepare me for when you were gone.
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Written in Ashes: [L] Rain on my window
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Sunday, January 22, 2006. L] Rain on my window. I hear thunder in the distance. The sky turns darker black. A smile forms upon my lips. The rain is coming back. I walk to my balcony door. A cool breeze washes through. Its refreshing and cleansing. I can taste the alluring dew. The rain spatters on my roof. Lightining flashes in the sky. Goosebumps erupt on my skin. And my body relaxes with a sigh. Making all things wet.
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Written in Ashes: [G] Thirty Days
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Friday, September 01, 2006. In thirty days, my life will change. Its kind of scary, kind of strange. I could deny this transition and hide within. Or face it with stride and continue to grin. In thirty days, I won't be here. I'll have moved away, without a tear. With future unknown and opportunities ahead. I shouldn't have feelings of fear or dread. In thirty days, my life amends. I'll start anew and make new friends. Oddly ...
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Written in Ashes: June 2007
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Sunday, June 24, 2007. G] A Best Friend. I've never had a best friend. I grew up isolated and alone. No one to really talk to. Not even on the phone. There is an emptiness deep inside. A void that is hallow and resounds. I'd like someone who'd understand me. At least while my heart still pounds. We could make our own Terabithia. Running freely through the trees. Building castles and adventures. And making chimes out of keys.
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Written in Ashes: [D] In my mind... (part 3)
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This mortal coil is sometimes dark, sometimes light. but there is always a grey. Tuesday, January 03, 2006. D] In my mind. (part 3). When I heard the news of the plane crash. I stared at the T.V. in utter disbelief. It was your flight number on the screen. There is the tail, then I was hit with grief. It was just a weekend trip out of town. I drove to the airport, but we got there late. A quick kiss on the cheek and out you flew. You didn't turn around as you ran to the gate. D] Dark poetic prose.
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Poetic Jarold: sa piling mo
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This blog is a collection of the poems I wrote. View my complete profile. Get Notified When This Updates. Enter your email address:. Jarold's LAIR - From Sobersided To Inane. My Personal Insights in Life. My Political, Social and Economic Blabs. Latest Movies in Theaters. In heart, in mind. Real Estate Investment Websites. Resdential Condominiums and Condotel Investment. Cebu Properties - House and Lot. Friday, December 5, 2008. Di ko mamalas na dagling kalimutan ka. Ang maamong ngiti ng iyong labi at.
