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Wednesday, April 27, 2011


My race has forgotten the beauty of meaning much by saying little.

Now tongues work all by themselves with no help from the mind.

I could make a point strong enough to stop a womb--or a knife.

Each story has a monster in it who made them tough instead of brave so they open their legs rather than their hearts where that folded child is tucked.

Most demons get hungry at supper time like us.

After Dark

Eyes mark the shape of the city.

The district plays by its own rules at a time like this.

She seems to be biting off and chewing the book one line at a time.

Even at a time like this, the street is bright enough and filled with people coming and going--people with places to go and people with no place to go; people with a purpose and people with no purpose; people trying to hold time back and people trying to urge it forward.

As you wish

You don't have to answer. I was just asking myself.

If you really want to know something, you have to be willing to pay the price.

He couldn't suppress that curiosity, no matter how big the price was he had to pay.

We take what we can get.

Everybody's got their own battlefields.

Love ho - love hotel

Ni Zemme Le? - What happened?

Time is unclear.

Defer judgment and accept the situation as it is.

I'd better study hard because I'm too ugly for anything else.

I don't stand a chance if you compare me to her.

Between the last train leaves and the first train arrives, the place changes: its not the same as in daytime.

A hint of fatigue shows on her face now that she is allowing herself to relax.

In Alphaville, you're not allowed to have deep feelings. So there's nothing like love. No contradictions, no irony.

Irony means taking an objective and inverted view of oneself or of something belonging to oneself and discovering oddness in that.

Sex that does not need love or irony.

I was tough but everything has its limits.

I don't know how to do things half way.

But maybe sometimes you don't really have it together.

It's not a question of what I think. It's part of being 19 years old. I used to be nineteen myself once. I know what its like.

Time moves in its own special way in the middle of the night.

I can't stand by and let a son-of-a-bitch pull shit like that.

The ordinary-looking ones are the most dangerous. They carry around a shitload of stress.

Its possible for people to draw closer to each other even while they keep a reasonable distance between them.

Three AM. This is the darkest part of the night--the hardest part.

Giving birth to that kind of shared state.

But if I were to say "I cant answer that" in this context, it'd be a de facto yes. That's willful negligence.

I'd just picked up on stuff around the margins of what she said, and put it together just now in my imagination.

But it doesn't matter how I feel: the world we live in are too different. And there's nothing I can do about it. No matter how hard I try.

Certain things it's better not to know.

Live one day at a time.

We are a sheer point of view, we cannot influence things in any way.

The ground we stand on looks solid enough, but if something happens it can drop right out from under you. And once that happens, you've had it: things will never be the same. All you can do is go on living alone there in darkness.

I don't really know what's going on of course, but it seems to me your sister must have some big problem she's trying to deal with, some she can't solve on her own. So all she wants to do is go to bed and sleep, to get away from the flesh-and-blood world for a while. I think I know what she feels. Or should I say, I know exactly how she feels.

Nothingness means there's absolutely nothing, so maybe there's no need to understand it or imagine it.

I was such an easy mark.

I was scared not to have somebody putting his arms around me, so I could never say no. That's all.

In this world, there are things you can only do alone and things you can only do with somebody else.

All I can do is try me best and see it through to the end.

People's memories are maybe fuel they burn to stay alive.

You'll never get might forget what you did but we will never forget.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Eat, Pray, Love

It's my efforts to find balance. many curious forms

Say it like you eat it.

I wish Giovanni would kiss me. Oh but there are so many reasons why this would be a terrible idea. To begin with, Giovanni is ten years younger than I am, and--like most Italian guys in their 20's--he still lives with her mother.

In daylight hours, I refused that thought but at night it would consume me.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.

You don't need to know the final answer right now.

How do you negotiate once you have offered everything?

I am the planet's most affectionate life form.

Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation--based love story.

You have now reached infatuation's final destination--the complete and merciless devaluation of self.

Is this lifetime supposed to be only about duty?

...with even civility between us...

Labbiamo rotto (we broke it)

I get to thinking a little too much, and then my thinking turns to brooding, and that's when they catch up with me.

Loneliness is going to make me sleep with him tonight again, I just know it.

I became a student of my own depressed experience, trying to unthread its causes.

Did I have a chemical imbalance? or did I just need to get laid?

The art of making something out of nothing.

So be lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Sit with it for once in your life. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.

If I love you, you can have everything.

ridiculously, hurtfully and stupidly beautiful...

They look so good I want to applaud.

...devishly attractive, cruelly handsome or surprisingly muscular...

I wanted to lean my head on his lap and let him pour his eloquent romantic--into my ears forever.

Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time.

Sadness is a place.

Attraversiamo - "Let's cross over"

It's time for us to end our story forever. We were already separated that was official but there was still a window of hope left open that perhaps someday we could give things another try. WE loved each other. That was never a question.

We could spend our lives together in misery but happy to not be apart.

I not only can find happiness with him, but MUST. No matter how much I love him and I do love him (in stupid excess), I have to say goodbye to this person now.

If you want to look for another partner in your life of course you have nothing but my blessings.

Just hang in there and everybody will be okay.

I cant seem to get my mind to hold still.

Prayer is the act of talking to God. Meditation is the act of listening.

When I ask my mind to rest in stillness, it is astonishing how quickly it will turn (1) bored (2) angry (3) depressed (4) anxious (5) all of the above

The problem is the emotional attachment that goes along with the thinking.

Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are slave to your emotions.

Why have I been chasing my happiness if it was all here with me all the time?

You got zapped!

Soulmate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. They tear down your walls and smack you awake.

You have control issues.

Let go, sit still and allow contentment to come to you.

There are only 2 questions that human beings have ever fought over all throughout history: How much do you love me? and Who's in charge? 2 questions of love and control

Fighting so hard against myself

I sign off with love.

We are not what other one needs.

Beauty attracts beauty.

I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am.

I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.

Insurance against late regret.

It is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else's life with perfection.

I can get by--Me la Cavo

Why ask?

He was powerful and I died of love in his shadow.

I find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

You're a pathetic mess, unrecognizable even to your own eyes.

He drew us each into our own silence.

Straightforward and bottomless YES.

The ego's job is to keep itself in power.

The resting place of the mind is the heart.

How many more sleeps before you come back to me?

Maybe this is just some stupid romance idea, but I need you to understand darling, for you, I am even willing to suffer. Whatever pain happens to us in the future, I accept it already, just for the pleasure of being with you now.

To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.

I was perfectly happy with my boring life before you came along.

Contentment should not be your ambition.

Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.

This is a good sign: having a broken heart: It means we have tried for something.

The hardest part of your life is behind you, Henelsie.

Man is a demon, man is a god. Both true.

How old do you feel?

He's got a smile that could stop crime, and he's got a long complicated life story for somebody so young.

As above, so below.

I am so glad I had made the decision to stay alone.

We gave them a reason to be lonely.

I'd been a girl who loved boys from afar.

Every now and then that song comes on the radio and I smile as I remember the days when I loved him.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

South of the Border, West of the Sun

You take either all of me or nothing.

There are certain things you cant undo.

Anyhow, I didn't give up is that I thought if you were to come back to me, I would be able to take you back.

Maybe you will hurt me again. Or maybe next time, I'll hurt you. No one can promise anything.

Neither of us can make any promises. But I still do love you.

Death is not the opposite but a part of life.

He lived in his own special hell.

“At this hour?” she said, surprised. “Why do you have to go all the way to Hakone at this hour?”

“There’s something I need to think over,” I said.

“So you won’t be back tonight?”

“Probably not.”

“Darling, I’ve been thinking over what happened, and I’m really sorry. You were right. I got rid of all the stock. So why don’t you come home?”

“Yukiko, I’m not angry at you. Not at all. Forget about that I just want some time to think. Give me one night, OK?”

She said nothing for a while. Then: “All right.” She sounded exhausted. “Go to Hakone. But be careful driving. It’s raining.”

“I will.”

“There’s so much I don’t understand,” my wife said. “Tell me one thing: am I in your way?”

“Not at all,” I replied. “It has nothing to do with you. If anything, the problem’s with me. So don’t worry about it, OK? I just want some time to think.”

“Hajime,” she began, “this is very important, so listen carefully. As I told you before, there is no middle ground with me. You take either all of me or nothing. That’s the way it works. If you don’t mind continuing the way we are now, I don’t see why we can’t do that. I don’t know how long we’d be able to, but I’ll do everything in my power to see that it happens. When I’m able to come and see you, I will. But when I can’t , I can’t. I can’t just come whenever I feel like it. You may not be satisfied with that arrangement, but if you don’t want me to go away again, you have to take all of me. Everything. All the baggage I carry, everything that clings to me. And I will take all of you. Do you understand that? Do you understand what that means?”
“I’m not blaming you,” she continued. “If you love someone else, there’s not much anyone can do about it. You love who you love. I’m not enough for you. I know that. We’ve got on well together and you’ve taken good care of me. I’ve been very happy living with you. I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.” [Yukiko]

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“There’s no need to apologize,” she said. “If you want to leave me, that’s OK. I won’t say a thing. Do you want to leave me?”

“I don’t know,” I replied. “Can I explain what’s happened?”

“You mean about you and that woman?”

“Yes,” I said.

She shook her head emphatically. “I don’t want to hear anything about her. Don’t make me suffer any more that I already have. I don’t care what kind of relationship the two of you have or what plans you’ve made. I don’t want to hear about it. What I do want to know is whether or not you want to leave me. I don’t need the house, or money – or anything. If you want the children, take them. I’m serious. If you want to leave me, just say the word. That’s all I want to know. I don’t want to hear anything else. Just yes or no.”

“I don’t know,” I said.

“You mean you don’t know if you want to leave me or not?”

“No. I don’t know if I’m even capable of giving you an answer.”

“When will you know?”

I shook my head.

“Well, then, take your time and think about it.” She sighed. I don’t mind waiting. Take as long as you like.”

Norwegian Wood

Life doesn't require ideals. It requires standards of action.

They are important things I cant go on avoiding any longer.

Maybe it felt that way because I had thought about it so often--too often, to the point where it had distorted my sense of time.

Don't let yourself get impatient.

I have a lot more patience for others than I have for myself, and I'm much better bringing out the best in others than in myself.

If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark.

If you do not, please lie to me later and tell me that you did.

The love is so good we can barely cope.

Things will go where they're supposed to go if you just let them take their natural course.

Despite your best efforts, people are going to hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.

Open up a little more and let yourself go with life's natural flow.

Stop eating yourself alive.

Too many memories of him were crammed inside me, and as soon as one of them found the slightest opening, the rest would force their way out in an endless stream, and unstoppable flood.

Death brought life to an end.

I dont have any way for you to get in.

There's no way I dont want to do it with you. I'm going crazy, I want to do it so bad. But it just wouldnt be right.

The best thing is to keep away.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Best Tanka Poems


behind the happy mask
are my tears, my lonliness
i wish i could remove it,
the mask and sadness inside
but i'm afraid to stop the show

Brigole, 2-Borgia

Raindrops accompanied me
As you walked away from me.
Just a few minutes
the dark alley was empty
just like the way you left me.

Castor, 2-Borgia

Sun shining brightly
As the leaves dance with the wind
I stand, smiling like a sunflower
Rain or shine, I remain joyful
At the beautiful green field

Mantilla, 2-Borgia

Addicted to her
I never thought I will be.
The weakness in your eyes
Those tears rundown my face
The moment you walked away

Ong, 2-Borgia

I wander in a crowded place
Searching for someone
Further I walk,
I have found my long lost friend...
There, standing at a mirror.

Dumlao, 2-Borgia

I heard the thunder
It frightened my soul within
Made me feel afraid
But the cold wind hugged me tight
And I felt it comforted me tonight

Carorocan, 2-Borgia

Sitting on a bench
feeling alone in this world
no friend to listen
Chirp! A bird sat on the porch
A new friend was there with me

Guadalupe, 2-Borgia

seeing you alone,
blankly staring up ahead.
not a single smile you've shown
and not a single word said,
just silence and nothing more.

Naranjo, 2-Borgia

Like a pendulum
I break free and swing away
It keeps coming back
Three autumns already passed
Back and forth, I'm still swinging

Baltazar, 2-Borgia

A small pretty bird
Afraid to fly by itself
For it's wings cannot
It can only wish for a flight
So high , so light without fright

Angeles, 2-Borgia

Like the sun rising
her smile is never fading
dusk starts to break in
now as she lay down to sleep
sorrow hugs her entire world



butterflies flutter
all day , up and down
resting on top of flowers
flapping its wings
bidding goodbye to the flower

Espiritu, 2-Canisius

As the candle light flickers
I was lost in delirium
As its fire gently dies down
I was consumed by despair
Trapped in my own senseless mind

Angeles, 2-Canisius

Falling peacefully
snow lie on the tree's shoulders
coldness of winter
leaves to prepare for a new
it will leave with spring wind

Shin, 2-Canisius

Moonlight meets the sea
And waves greet the peacefull shore
Lull the sands to sleep
I have yet to see such peace
Have you seen serenity?

Yoshida, 2-Canisius

Sadly I open
The door with hesitation
The hard cold wind as
I say my goodbye



A girl that's gleaming
in the mirror I see her
staring back at me
as I open my eyes wide
I see myself before me.

Tabuga, 2-Favre

Tick-Tock!! Oh Time!
I spend you like a Dime
You're a valuable that cannot be mine
Without you, my mind will blow away
But with you, I stay

Deduyo, 2-Favre

Sun shines so brightly
Rippled water silenced, still
warmth, serenity
Silence is here within me
But still, I feel emptiness.

Ceniza, 2-Favre

I saw shooting star
In the middle of the night
Wishing a good life
I was lonely with my shadow
Following me wherever I go

Ruiz, 2-Favre

I lay on the grass
staring at the stars shining
thinking to myself,
how small I am in this world
compared to the galaxy I see.



Walking slowly away
Loneliness is my company
Feels the emptiness
As coldness greets me back home
And the image of you gone.

Bonleon, 2-De Brito

a Sakura tree
In the middle of a pond
something took my eyes
I saw the sadness' diguise
of a trees's dead wilted leaf

Avillon, 2-De Brito

Walking by the sea
as the wind touches my skin
cool breeze passed by
the Sadness made me shiver
as the warmth of drops overflowed

Comia, 2-De Brito

A diamond dewdrop
Twinkles with morning sunlight
Then gently drips down
The rose's green stem
To care for thirsty roots

Carpio, 2-De Brito

Walking through the shoreline
Washed by the ripples
Of past failures as it flashes through
Memories of her run by
As birds soar up high

Llanes, 2-De Brito

There, a swaying tree
Where leaves fall from its branches
There I sit lonely
Waiting for someone to come
That will give me company

Pacheco, 2-De Brito

I feel the rhythm
of leaves flappin' each other
as the wind pass by
it disturbed the loneliness
awakening my pain

Holland, 2-De Brito

Walking by the street
I see a rock still and calm
How i wish i could be
To be as stiff and still as
The cold hard rock on the street

Yap, 2-De Brito

There I was Sitting
watching birds in the sky
waiting for darkness
to cover my loneliness
after I'll go home and cry

Delos Santos, 2-De Brito


The night grasps me,
By the sadness that I feel,
Faking smile,
I hid the feeling in me,
As tears appeared, it was freed.

Manabit, 2-Regis

The feeling creeping
Has always been there waiting
The cold setting in
Making it so much harder
To resist the lethargy

Manulid, 2-Regis

I saw a couple
looking and smiling at me
in the green meadows
but sadness came into mind
they were just in a portrait

Calugcug, 2-Regis

I sit here waiting,
Waiting for it to appear.
Locked in a dark room,
There is only one window,
Where I saw the sun Rising.

Porticos, 2-Regis

the pure red roses
in both our gardens
i praise mine
more than my neighbor's
though they look the same

Roque, 2-Regis

Sceams I hear from town,
In the darkness of the night,
Nightmares hover dreams,
Where fear and loneliness reign,
Children waking up from fear.

Icalina, 2-Regis

Silently I stand,
Trying hard to stop my tears,
Now i reminisce,
The bitter-sweet memories,
To strengthen my heart and soul.

Gutierrez, 2-Regis

Curling up so small
Blocking out the roaring sound
Eyes shut, hands on ears
Clamped up tightly like a shell
From the thunderstorm outside

Yem, 2-Regis

At that one moment
I saw a seed from the sky
Cradled in its shell
Fear had rendered me frozen
As a gray mushroom took lives

Paglas, 2-Regis

Sunday, January 16, 2011

I Choose You

because I believe we would be stronger together than a part.

because I wanted more than what nature had in store for me.

because you bring happiness to the empty places in my heart.

when I realized the kind of love I was missing.

because I needed you to become whole.

to receive the love you have to give.

because I wanted to be the one to show a love without limits.

because you needed a strong heart to guide you.

because I wanted to be the one you'll remember when you look back on your life.

because I want to share my blessings.

to help me make the best person I could become.

because I want to be the one to kiss your pain away and make it all better.

because I want to be there when you experience life's challenges.

because you needed someone as I did.

because you touched my heart.

so that neither of us would be alone.

because I knew that without you in my life I would not be as happy as I am now.

because you fill my days with more meaningful purpose.

because you help me experience all that life has to offer.

because you teach me how to play again.

because I was lead to you.

because you were and always will be the choice of my heart.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Best Haiku Poems



an enclosed sea shell
underneath the deep blue sea
bears a precious pearl

-Brigole, 2-Borgia

Tears flooded
rivers and valleys
and after, a rainbow

-Castor, 2-Borgia

Moon’s brightness in the midnight
Sparkling on the ocean
Reflects its own light

-Ong, 2-Borgia

Withered leaves
Sense off aroma
To release relief

-Ong, 2-Borgia

The morning sunset
Behind are the black shadows
of a flying vulture

Lizardo, 2-Borgia

Carrying the day
behind my back
leaves a trail of leaves

Riego de Dios, 2-Borgia

A seed grew
A flower blooms
And wilts after a day.

Tech, 2-Borgia

On a calm sea
A whimsical dolphin plays around.

Ibanez, 2-Borgia

A firefly in a cave
Though alone,
Shines against the dark.

Pinili, 2-Borgia

rain or shine
there it stands still -
a rock

Naranjo, 2-Borgia


tiny butterfly
sitting on the cherry blossoms
taking a short rest

Han, 2-Canisius

canopy of trees
their old leaves

Han, 2-Canisius

the sun
eats the darkness
of my sorrow

Sanchez, 2-Canisius

A mountain blocking the sun
in the middle of light and darkness
a man stands

Sanchez, 2-Canisius

The warm wind
melts the coldness of my soul
the frozen happiness

Yamagata, 2-Canisius

A book buried in dust
Filled with time
Of a thousand lives

Angeles, 2-Canisius

A cute butterfly,
I gaze as it passes by,
Bidding its goodbye.

Baricuatro, 2-Canisius

A sharp dart thrown,
Missed the target.

Baricuatro, 2-Canisius

In a field full of roses,
lies a huge number of thorns,
twice as many as it.

Macavinta, 2-Canisius

Look up clouds in the sky
looks down a field of flowers
as they breathe ..

Shin, 2-Canisius

The flaming ball of fire
Sets the black sky
For another day

Lapid, 2-Canisius

A colorful streak
Appearing after the rain
Comes the promises

Lapid, 2-Canisius

The crashing of waves
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHED! Destroyed the sand castle at the shore

Gancio, 2-Canisius

A little frog
Jumping on the lily pod

Park, 2-Canisius

red orange green and blue
poof! fluttering wings above
as colors came to life

Evangelista, N., 2-Canisius

Four Fingers Painted
Green, Blue, Orange and Violet
Welcomes the Butterfly

Abueva, 2-Canisius

Shining Silver
Up in the dark blue sky
So hard to reach

Abueva, 2-Canisius

Sweetened aroma
Of candy-colored goodness
Treats for the sweet tooth

Yoshida, 2-Canisius

a jar full of water
being emptied
by a small hole

Baliwan, 2-Canisius

A clam down the sea
Unseen, ignored...
With its pearl

Castillo, A, 2-Canisius


A vast blue basin
That captures a moon inside
Casting a shadow.

Ilustrisimo, 2-Favre

The sun in the sky
Shining to allow
A shadow to appear.

Tabuga, 2-Favre

Flying butterfly
passing by, rests on
a leaf, still ignored.

Dela Cuesta, 2-Favre

Meadow reeds do bend
With the slightest stream of air
To and fro it goes

Binoya, 2-Favre

The crimson sky smeared
The greenery
Of its light

Binoya, 2-Favre

an old and big tree
standing straight, tall and sturdy
on ground ceaselessly

Dino, 2-Favre

a big brown eagle
flying against the hot sun
a big, black shadow

Dino, 2-Favre

Brown leaves falling
Gently landing on the ground
And being carried by the wind

Gaviola, 2-Favre

A tall tree stands alone
Beneath it
Small plants sprouting

Deduyo, 2-Favre

A big white dome
the mountain peak

Tapucar, 2-Favre

the glaring light strikes
against the dark colored sky
a twilight.

Ceniza, 2-Favre

waves approaching me
releasing a mighty crash
a broken seashell

Gomez, 2-Favre

The night
Follows my body
Is it the night or me?

Encabo, 2-Favre

Huge rock by the stream
Went with the flow of the current
A giant turtle!

Yu, 2-Favre

Am I just frightened
of the silence or
the dark clouds above?

Hodreal, 2-Favre

Deliveries of pollens
By bees and butterflies
Working day and night

Cascaño, 2-Favre

Eating the grass leaves
In the garden after weeks
A butterfly came

Cascaño, 2-Favre

A duck peacefully
Swimming along the river
With it's webby feet.

Vinson, 2-Favre


A small seed
Grows into a tree
And bears fruit.

Bonleon, 2-De Brito

High above the trees
An old eagle soars proudly
Soaring for a kill

Palgan, 2-De Brito

The pond is now still
Until a drop of water
Falls into its surface

Calledo, 2-De Brito

A tree
blocks my path
stops me from leaving

Gupeteo, 2-De Brito

Underneath the sea
Below the rising current
Colorful corals

Paña, 2-De Brito

Feel the soothing wind.
The flowers and leaves moving.
Together swaying.

Luga, 2-De Brito

Rainbow in the sky;
Comes after the rain is gone
Shiny beam of light!

Carrillo, 2-De Brito

Looking at the sky
Seeing thousands of stars,
The moon glows

Lutz, 2-De Brito

In a wide garden,
Abundant with sunflowers
A red rose stands out

Lutz, 2-De Brito

On an autumn season
Leaves falling to the ground
Tossed and turned by the win

Delos Santos, 2-De Brito

A wide pond
Lilies floating on it
Where frogs sit

Asano, 2-De Brito

Hiding under the blankets
Peeping through the darkess
The moon so lonely

Domingo, 2-De Brito

Seeing the moonlight
reflect on rippled water
a swan passing by

Domingo, 2-De Brito


A long winding river
journeys with a boat
seeking a shore to dwell

Reyes, 2-Regis

I see a bamboo
with the wind it bends slowly
outside my window

Guino-o, 2-Regis

In a garden
I see a beautiful tree
within the frame

Guino-o, 2-Regis

The whiteness of snow
Covered by
The blackness of night

Manulid, 2-Regis

A night Stalker
Follows quietly behind
I look, a Shadow.

Porticos, 2-Regis

Watching the sun set into the sky,
Turning away,
The wind led my way,

Icalina, 2-Regis

I am a flower
Waiting for the clouds,
To pour cold rain.

Obillos, 2-Regis

An eagle flies by,
Flees out of the thick trees,
and into the night

Gutierrez, 2-Regis

Waves crashing down on-
Young meek seaturtle
Helplessly struggling in the sea

Gutierrez, 2-Regis

A flower alone
in the rain without companion
waiting for the sun

Sifuentes, 2-Regis

Along with the Breeze
Dances with it.

Atienza, 2-Regis

Calm and peace abovev
But below the fishes swim
A deep forest spring

Yem, 2-Regis

A silent night
A heavy musky smell
The forest sleeps

Yem, 2-Regis