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    PAULINE DAYAO

    12-21-2010

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    BUFFER

    Examining the white sand,I noticed a set of two marks

    I went on foot and glanced one more time

    And discovered a sole uncoupled one.

    When I was fragile and helpless,

    I felt I was left alone I tread on the heels of the certainStill, more tempests came all around.

    I held back and pondered for a moment,

    Why am I still on my feet?

    During my most torturous adversities

    Two majestic arms became my shield.

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    FALLING

    Sitting peerless in that old rocking chair,

    Is a helpless fainting soul

    His two old palms embracing those painted

    memories

    Blurry eyes more blinded with tears.

    Gazing intently on the weathered alley,

    Biding his last hours for them to arrive

    All thats in there is a shadowy empty space

    But he is still hoping until the blue hour.

    At last, he heard a sweet familiar sound,

    But his eyes are weary, his knees are spineless

    He then breathed his last

    That moment when ang pasko ay sumapit

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    Let your tongue be guided

    Make your lips judicious

    Be watchful with your words.

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    I love

    Amiable

    Seashore

    Sunset

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    Midst of wilderness

    Searching for any clear sign

    Found out nothing there.

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    In no mans land,

    Weeps a lone, tormented soul

    Longing for refuge

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    BLIND

    Sightless, ignorant

    Wondering, wandering, unnoticingUnborn, Oedipus, old, Terisias

    Understanding, settling, perceiving

    Sighted, knowledgeable

    SEEING

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    NOSTALGIA

    Youre a corpse on my backyards groundThe ghost that haunts my house

    The raven watching me.Youre here in the darkness of the dayI feel you lifeless cold touchYoure my nightmare on a dreadful nightYoure a rotten tokenRemembrance of those daysYoure my nostalgia.

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    Just like a small wound

    Easy to be held it seems

    At the beginning

    Later leads to

    Other unpleasant feeling

    Unstoppable fire consuming

    Sweetness vanishing

    Youre diamond is now a useless pebble.

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    THE PRICE

    First like a heavy cross

    Then a rock thrown that hurts

    Now a precious treasure and a crown

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    HIDING

    Complete camouflage

    Blinding mask

    Duplicated

    Two-faced appearanceConcealed

    Unrecognized truth

    Black veil

    Deceiving cover

    Thick curtain

    False outer layerFaked

    All imitation

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    MOONLESS NIGHT

    Heavy blinks

    Bowing head

    Peeping on the gray mirror

    Drowsy

    Almost snoring

    Hands began to let go

    Hes losing control

    Beepbeepbeeeeep

    Deafening warning

    Ears are just so lazy to hear it

    Eyes are so weary to open

    Closecloser

    The roads just about to end

    Shaking, shouting, crying

    til theres a loud crash

    Sirens cryingRed light dancing

    Illuminating the dark

    Revealing the horrible happening

    Putrid smell

    Stiff, cold figure

    It read, Pier RoxasOn that red-stained paper.

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    Intruders

    Hell lost all at the end

    He who stores selfishlyHe who took all instead

    And left nothing for the hungry.

    Hes choking himself to death

    He who breaks bread unlike the bird

    He who doesnt leave something on the eating standAnd throws all in his completely piggish mouth.

    Humiliation and demise to al lewd man

    Who only craves for the transient heat

    and scandalous pleasure of flesh

    He who doesnt have a heart for tendernessHe who have no affection that rejuvenates.

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    Malevolence is feasting him up

    He who is foul-hearted animal

    Who curses a fruitful friend

    He who is so possessive.

    Death and famine to an idle man

    He who waits for another days to

    come

    He who hopes for fruits on his dish

    But never dared to throw seeds on the

    ground.

    Oedipus anguish to the high-and-

    mighty

    He who parades with honor and vanity

    He who preserves his righteousness

    and dignityHe who is so arrogant of his temporary

    majesty.

    Crown of thorns to the evil

    He who wounds a pure soul

    He who blows away an innocent man

    And breaks his fathers heart

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    Company

    I belong to no ones neighborhood

    Im nobodys close companyI am forlorn, I dwell in solitude

    Cheerless, I travel through the sunless way

    Battle solely the countless horrors attack

    And on sundown, I lay on ice-cold bunk

    When the daybreaks, the sun never strikes

    Solid clouds show no signs of tomorrow

    I utter phrases to no one but myself

    No riverbeds can hold my running tears

    No one shares the warmth of a smile

    And take away my yesterdays fever

    And then I catch a glimpse of something by my sideAnd realized that silhouette keeps me in its sight.

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    Sixty years have mournfully passed. Its been sixty years when that lady in her

    spotless dress stood still in the cracking walls and keeps staring at him straight.

    Within those sixty heart-breaking years, it was sheltered with thick dusts. But for

    him its unmarked and beautiful every morning. And at night, its a guardian angels

    face watching him as he closes his old, brown eyes.

    They were in their twenties. Youthful, sweet, affectionate. They became foolish with

    each other. Then they decided to become one. And one warm summer day, they

    were all gathered and witnessed them as they exchanged vows. They are too lucky

    to have each other. Joined as one, fighting for each other. Sharing the whole thing.

    Every morning is brand new with a shine in their faces. Their nights are warmerwith a kiss. Cloud nine!

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    Suddenly, a merciless tempest came. Rain poured heavily and tore down

    their weak, newly-built protection. The uncaring rain went into their frail

    windows and doors and soaked everything inside. The upset windsmashed their fragile glasses. The red lightning flamed their backyards.

    The deafening booms shook their feeble grounds. She was just so

    vulnerable to resist the extreme iciness. Hes trying to help out. But hes

    immovable and chilling too. If only he has control of everything, he would

    have stopped it before it came to them. But thats so impossible. He cant

    take it, watching hes lady in pain and she as well. Theyre both crying for

    help but the roaring winds and the raging thunders are mightier, louder

    than their failing voices. Rain poured heavier and the wind blew hardly for

    the last time. The waters are high and wiped everything. All of it! Even thereason of his completeness. The unfriendly sea captured her.

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    Gone forever! Hes left there in that frozen ground sobbing and suffering so much pain

    brought by the pitiless storm.

    Her blushing cheeks are turning pale. Her cherry-red lips are now brown and her pure

    dress is grayer every time. But she will remain young, sweet, and charming. Shell be

    the only one in his heart.

    Tears rolled as he stares at her perfect smile. He missed her. He loves so much that

    woman in that old photograph.

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    WHATS THAT SMELL?Pa, whats wrong with our child?Oh, why is he sick?I dont know but he keeps on roaming around. And he keeps complaining.

    Really? Did you not ask why?I did. He just said he cant appreciate the cologne of his sister.But thats the most fragrant in our house. I like it.Thats what I thought. He complained that his T-shirt stinks but I justwashed that yesterday.

    Is there something wrong with his nose?And she doesnt want the aroma of the adobo Im cooking. Does it smelllike shit?What? No its good. It makes me hungry actually.But he told me that! And he said I farted. I just burped.

    W

    ell then maybe, he just needs to take a bath.Oh yeah. He didnt go to the shower for almost a week. He smells his own.y! Too bad.

    Thats why everything stinks for him. Did you not notice it? You mustcheck him every day. Youre the mom.Sorry Ive forgot.

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    Foul is fragrance? Then theres no stench.

    Unpleasant is attractive? Then everythings just wonderful.

    Black is white? No ones colored, no ones fairer.

    War is peace? Then theres no more violence.

    Lie is truth? Then therell be no deception.

    .and would it be best if hatred is love? Then therell be no more broken hearts.

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    For the charming priest I have ever met

    My beloved,Hi!

    For ten years that I stayed in that holy, boring place, In ever felt the magic of a very warm feeling.

    But when I went out and see this real world where I found you,I am bewitched by your princely charm.

    I know that in the judging eyes of the holy, my passionate affectionfor you is a trespass against their unequal law. I know!But what can I do?

    Im just a weak woman whos very fascinated with a fine,lovable man like you.My love for you is unadulterated and no sacred law can take you away.

    Love,nun

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    THE PRESENTBeing left forever by the one you love is the most unacceptable thing.

    It is like living forever in darkness. It brings complete emptiness for the grieving.It causes those mourning eyes to be clouded more with sheds of tears.

    But, death is a gift. God has given it without any charge.It is an end of suffering for those who lived in pain and disappointment.

    Death gives a very peaceful rest for the tired and sick.It is the only way and hopes to reach paradise for the souls who were boredin hell.

    Finally, it is the sweetest gift that brings too much happiness for ourenemies. It satisfies their hearts and gives peace in their minds.

    Through death, no one will bother them.