i was going thru my old blog in friendster where my mom so happily stumbled upon -_______- and i came across something old i wrote so i gues i'll post it here kuz..

i dun have the time to write sth new
and i think its cool how sometimes somethings that are written stand thru time. n i think.. these are the things that are really from the heart.. well, thats what i think. haha.. enjoy people

no one wud have thought
that light and dark wud agree
that night would give day a smile
no one including me

no one wud have thought
a labyrinth wud be a gift
addmath wud be a blessing
compared to this

kuz..
nowadays i wonder..
if anything's sure in life..
would the clouds stay in the skies..
would the sun venture into the night

im wondering..
why distance really does make the heart grow fond
and why difference makes everything the same
why confusion may yet bring sanity sometimes
why we're all playing this game

im wondering..
what do u call this words im writing
haiku.. poems.. blog posts or rhymes..
call them what u wish..
just read between their lines..

to one..
who has a vicelike grip on a soul
who makes a person wonder
why a person could be so glad, so willing
to be treated so cold..

who makes a person wonder..
what do u take him as..
another chess piece to practice on in life
another page u flip over in ur book
or a sentence dying to be rewritten?

to another..
who has never thought the moon wud rise in the morning
and fallen leaves float back into thier home
i think time would tell the answers when it wants to
then we will have everything we need known..

so much to say yet
so few words able to describe
what wants to pour out
empty inside..

to them.. who have a distinct impression on my life..
these lines are usually for you..
its you who shape me and build me
tear me.. make me do what i do

to one.. u know i miss you