“Then I realized, We were almost just the same – fighting the same demon, living in the same hell, dealing with the same enemy – the fear of being left alone, my dear. The desolation that comes after leaving. We were afraid of the same lonely nights. The terror of living in the shadows. We fear and fight both – with smiling faces and giggling laughter”.

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Maybe love

Maybe love…

Maybe love is when you spend dinner with someone you love or maybe love is when you eat a hot soup in a cold weather with him by your side.

Maybe love is when you share an earpiece with him to watch your favorite movie or maybe love is when you hid your umbrella just to be under his’.

Maybe love is when you pretend to sleep at the bus, on the plane or jeepney just to get close to him or maybe love is when you struggle to stay awake but you fall asleep a minute after he said “it’s okay if you want to sleep”.

Maybe love is when you savor the moment you had that Saturday night – that chitchat you had with him while he’s playing songs on his phone or maybe love is when you want to tell him every inch of feeling you have for him but you were so awkwardly muted.

Maybe love is when you want to take care of him badly or maybe love is when you want to hold his hand and say “just hold on. Everything will be alright”.

Maybe love is when you lose yourself in .5 seconds at the smell of his perfume – even when he’s not around or maybe love is what makes your hands sway as parallel as his.

Maybe love is when you miss him so you count the days until you’ll see him again or maybe love is when you badly want to hug him every time you part ways.

Maybe love is what your heart longs for and what your soul craves, for too long now or maybe love is just around the corner waiting to be found.

So look closely. Don’t let love pass by. Hold her tight before she leaves, before she slips away. Tell him how you feel so he will not wonder –

Why your brain isn’t working properly lately; why you were smiling like an idiot at the thought of him; why you were always checking on him – to the point that he gets irritated on you; why you had those sudden ups and downs.

Maybe love can sometimes hurt but maybe love is worth the pain because you’ll never know when it comes, when it leaves; you’ll never know if it will come again; or maybe love is just as wonderful as he is.

The Feels

Dreams fall in your heart
Like mist roaming at night
Leaves fall like those tears
Some days, you will have to fear

But I won’t let them get to you
It’s like I can do so few
Dark days may be ahead
But the flame of my love will mend

Clearing the sky for you
So you can see through
You’re a unique soft soul
Wrapped in a stone

A fist so hard to resist
But can’t see its worth
You’re a gem so rare
That I so love to stare at.

 

New Polls

There are two polls which I created today and that is to ask opinion from you about two book titles 🙂


I’ll appreciate your vote 🙂

Good Song Spotted: Marilyn Monroe by Nicki Minaj

I strongly like this song as this speaks so much girl power in it. I won’t take too long, please please listen to this song. And there goes the lyrics:

I can be selfish
Yeah, so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I’m insecure, yeah I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of the road

I can get low I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yeah I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down

Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt)
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt)

Its like all the good things
They fall apart like,
Like Marilyn Monroe
Truth is we mess up
Till we get it right
I don’t want to end up losing my soul

I can get low I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yeah I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down

Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt)
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt)

Take me or leave me
I’ll never be perfect
Believe me, I’m worth it
So take me or leave me! (So take me or leave me)
So take me or leave me! (So take me or leave me)

Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt)
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt)
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt)
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt)

Link to the file:

http://pleer.com/tracks/5236611jaG5

http://pleer.com/search?q=marilyn+monroe+nicki+minaj

Good Song Spotted: Stuck by Darren Espanto

When I first heard this song, the lyrics and melody captured me right away.

While listening to it, I thought that the one who wrote it is a brave one. To tell and to confess those things speaks so much bravery. There could be a point when one was a fool, but accepting it is something.

The writer of this song must be really talented being able to put such emotions to words.

I thought it was sung by a woman. So I searched for it and came to find out that it was Darren Espanto who sang it.

Here’s the lyrics:

I was too dumb to notice
That there’s something about you
What am I supposed to do
I sure wish I knew

All the butterflies I felt inside
Never really mattered
Wishful thoughts and sudden smiles
End up being shattered

What are we supposed to be
I’m hopelessly addicted to you
But you never felt the same

Time may pass us by
But you’ll stay stuck on my mind
And that moment we stared that night
I thought it was right
But maybe I was wrong all along

I held onto something that never really mattered
Stuck on that starting line
I’m still silently, quietly hoping you’ll end up with me

I was too dumb to notice
There was something about you
How are you supposed to see things
If only you knew

All the times we were together
I never really mattered
All you see is what you want
My heart is being shattered

What are we supposed to be
I’m helplessly addicted to you
But you never felt the same

Time may pass us by
But you’ll stay stuck on my mind

And that moment we stared that night
I thought it was right
But maybe I was wrong all along

I held onto something that never really mattered
Stuck on that starting line
I’m still silently, quietly, hoping you’ll end up with me

Time may pass us by
But you’ll stay stuck on my mind
And that moment we stared that night
I thought it was right

Time may pass us by
But you’ll stay stuck on my mind
And that moment we stared that night
I thought it was right
But maybe I was wrong all along

I held onto something that never really mattered
Stuck on that starting line
I’m still silently, quietly hoping you’ll end up with me

I was too dumb to notice
That there’s something about you
What am I supposed to do if
I’m still stuck on you

And the video:

Sleep tight, little one
Let the clouds roll by
Let the time pass by
Don’t think you missed a chance.

You’ll soon be on that beautiful place
Where war and crimes do not exist
Where there is no conflict to cease
Where you will no longer worry or cry.

Where bombs do not exist and your heart explodes in happiness
Where you will drown only in joy and laughter.
Sleep tight, little one.
You’ll sure be in Paradise.

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I dreamt of my late mom

Last Tuesday, while I was at work, I took 1 hour lunch to sleep.

Around 4am, I went to the sleeping quarter. I dreamt of my mother.

In my dream, we were at home, she was wearing her usual house dress. It was daytime in my dream. There was a guy who knocks. He knocks and call outs to buy ice. As I was having trust issues, I asked her if I would open the door. She looked outside, seems analyzing the guy. She told me to open the door.

I didn’t know I was dreaming. My brother suddenly appeared in my dream. When I saw him, it’s like he reminded me that our mom is already gone. I was awaken by that thought. My head hurts when I woke up. I overslept by 18 minutes. It was still dark when I woke up.

I miss her a lot.

Continue reading “I dreamt of my late mom”

Where is Lenanoid?

I’ve been wandering around.

Whenever I open my WordPress account, I check for new comments and likes and my feed. I check for new posts, mostly about whom I follow, about poetry, about art, and whatsoever topic comes to my mind.

I’ve had some “accomplishments” though. I was able to read three books. Such as:

  • Dracula
  • The Secret Life Of Bees
  • Time is a River

Aside from that, am able to watch several movies. But I surely miss writing as much as I miss my WP friends here. I’ve been swamped at work during weekdays that I miss having a life on Weekends.

There are some goals that I’m just trying to accomplish. Once I’m done, I’ll surely comeback. In case you look for me, I’m just around the corner 🙂

Lovelots to my friends and readers,

Lenanoid! 🙂

I’m not in love

No, don’t look into my eyes
You might see the glitters
No, don’t look when I smile
You might see me lose my mind

No, don’t feel my heart
It’s a fear I hardly hide
No, don’t look at me
You might feel my heart beating fast

No, don’t be sweet, telling me take care
You know how you can take me to heights
No, don’t make me feel you miss me too
You know I’ve been dying to see you

No, don’t ever think I’m in love with you
Cause you know I’ll shut off as soon as you knew
No, don’t tell me you’re leaving anyway
You know how and why I’ll bleed everyday

(c) Lenanoid

Poisonous

The music of your heart beating
Seems to fit in everything
My thoughts were occupied by you
You act like you never knew

You logged your existence
And you seem to not pay at all
This can’t be good, this is not fair
Because I need to see you stare

You’re a poison in my head
You seem to linger longer
You’re closer than ever
You give my heart a fever

“He said-She said” pt.3

She said “They say the best things in life are free – friendship, love and peace of mind”.

He said “Yes, I agree”.

She said “If I can only pay the price to get him back, I should have long paid for it”

He said “Yup. Sometimes love doesn’t accept payments. Besides, you’re just making yourself in debt of something not worth your tears.”

She said “What do you mean?”

“Move on”, he said.

“He said-She said” pt.1

Photo from Google.com

He worries for her being tripped at, being abused, being hurt.

He said “It’s still dark outside”.

She said “I don’t really have to go outside to see the dark side of things”.

“Then stay with me outside, I would love to see your eyes glimmering with a dark sky in a breaking dawn”, He said while staring at her eyes like there’s no forever.

Persecuted Poets

This morning, I’ve visited a link from a Facebook friend, which is about 5 persecuted poets:

Aron Atabek – Kazakhstan

Mohammed Ibn al-Dheeb al-Ajami – Qatar

Enoh Meyomesse – Cameroon

Susana Chávez Castillo – Mexico

Liu Xia – China

They were persecuted, detained, imprisoned and murdered because of their activism in poetry.

Click here to view the full article:

https://www.ifex.org/international/2015/03/20/world_poetry_day/