i miSs YoU, kins! mah pigLet…. T_T

A SONNET FOR A BAMBOO

Bits of the past flooded my being;
seems like reminiscing became my game.
My heart seemed to be bleeding;
realizing nothing is the same.
The melody of what was once our anthem,
just simply lost its rhythm.

Could i still come to you and whisper
how much you mean to me and cry a river?
I suppose i don’t deserve your time
but may your heart forget my crime.
Now I’m begging you to please bare with me,
so that beyond my eyes, you’ll see;
my absence might have drew a huge distance
but I never learned to forget you even for an instance.

by: KINSDAVE

i miss you, kins!
i seek for your wisdom!
if there’s time
let’s cherish it together
like we’ll never see each other again…

KINSMEG

omg!

omg! omg! gracie…………….. how i wish i am invisible!

if onLy i could turn back time. LOL! such a shame!

chismis!

BUDDY Q!

weeeeeehhhh… i met my buddy this early afternoon. there’s something in him that’s making me smile! hmmmmm ~.^ hahai! how i miss highschool!

PiGLET & BAMBOO BEAR

This isn’t the story of Romeo and JuLiet, definiteLy not for the taLe had just began..

It started back in 2003, it’s not cLassicaL in age Like any of Shakespeare’s work. ExactLy on the 10th of January, i committed myself to her. She might be a HeLen of Troy but you’LL soon find out how she became my reaLity. Destiny took the first step. Imagine two peopLe meeting in the campus for aLmost four years, finaLLy noticing each other’s existence. That twist of fate caused us moments together. Moments so precious though at times, were just pLainLy doing nothing. There are instances when she’s chiLdishLy sweet and i, both enjoy and go terribLe when she’s chiLdishLy stubborn. I could stiLL remember the time i feLt her warm tears upon my shouLder.

HighschooL came to an end and we went to different coLLeges. And then a nobody entered her Life. There’s Least time for us then. Both of us were busy in schooL and her, w/ him. i aLmost Let go but she made me hoLd on. He’s just a part of her yesterday now, i thank him. W/o him, we won’t be this strong and i couLd not proven unto her, that i’m here to stay.

Before i draw the finaL dot, Let me teLL you this, i might not be your Romeo nor is she my JuLiet for that’s impossibLe but to me she’LL aLways be BAMBOO BEAR .

The taLe of our friendship isn’t over yet and i pray for it to never end even beyond eternity.

by: kinsdave

Just wanted to share how i got invoLved w/ an eccentric, rebel, indifferent, but fun-to-be-with friends and formed our so-caLLed K.I.N.S barkada. Well, this story particularly covers my reLationship w/ kinsdave. hhhmmmm.. wonder who’s that HE – “nobody” she mentioned in the story? well, well, well! What if my highschooL buddies read this.. would they be abLe to figure out? LOL! )

KiNSMeG

KINSMEG 

i dream not of an angeL

but of a FRiEND – fragiLe and true;

nor of a goddess

but of a sky who smiLes and frowns.

Though she at time demands

often does she gives.

Not goLd coins nor jewels

but sunshine and rainbow that tickLes.

As GRACEFUL as butterfLy is her eyes Language

And so pLeasant that she breaks siLence

that even siLence itseLf adores

the very dear avatar of

truth and Lies..

of pain and joy..

For she is, afteraLL, she and you -

a tyro, would soon

understand what i mean..

kinsdave

It’s nice how people regard you as something special to them

and how amazing it is that by sharing each others lives, makes

both parties interact and develop languages that even just by

glance they knew each other inside out.

I’m gifted with artistic and poetic friends. just as the above poetry expresses how my kinsdave delivers my significance to her life.

Things like this are the reasons why i still move on with life inspite of the hundreds of adversities and difficult circumstances.