I’m fighting to not be bothered by things I shouldn’t be bothered by.


They shew their card
As told by the bard
Oh how abysmal
Banish unloyals

You open your eyes
But only see lies
No matter how wide
The truth has been hide

Lock the morals
Throw the keys
Blind everyone
But never me

Silence, then Nothing


Say a word
and I’ll feel stabbed

Say nothing
and I’ll feel burned

Pierce me with a glare
and my skin will melt
Look through my solid body-
neglect my existence
And like an overheated balloon

I will burst-
cease to live
With no traces left,
No memories to come back to

There are people who will watch silently as you fail and make a fool of yourself. Then there are people who choose to be frank to help you save yourself from public disgrace.

There are people you’ve known for awhile who will defend you behind your back. Then there are people who will say yes to your face, then say no once you’re out of earshot.

There are people who are willing to learn, and can admit their mistakes. Then there are people who will say anything, regardless of their erroneous arguments, just to prove they’re “smarter” and “wise”.

There are people who will ignore reason that’s slapping them in the face, just so they can defend their personal pleasures. And there are people who will justify illogical actions because they’re too prideful and they want to remain superior.

There are people who will filter out what’s bad, so they can dwell in the good. Then there are people who have hero-complexes who try to save the pitiful loons. But that’s just an excuse. A pathetic ruse. So among these who’s, which one are you?

I have never asked for grandiose gestures, nor expensive and luxurious gifts. The tiny things that give me simple, but pure joy need no audience, whether big or small. It only needs to be seen and felt by me, it only needs to be true. Is it?

To be reminded that I am remembered even in the most minute detail is worth more than a bag of diamond rings and delicate strings of pearls. I would honestly shout yes, if you ask for my hand, even with just a ring made of santan flowers.  I am not saying I want no gestures. I am not saying I am apathetic to romance. I only want simple things. I only want you. What about you?

And I want you to understand- that despite all that the eye can see, when people look at me, I am a simple girl with a simple dream. I’ve told you many a time, I want that one thing that I never had. Do you remember?

Let’s, you and I, build a house on a mountain, someplace none can follow. These are the words that my heart is singing. These are the stories my life is living. Do you know them?

Thy Will Be Done

-Daily Devotion-

“Thy will be done” is a call to arms. It is an offensive declaration of God’s protection and good plans for us. It is saying “not my will” and “not the devil’s will”.


In a place where I’m supposed to grow, 
I’m dying

In a place where I’m supposed to be safe,
I’m hurting

In a place where I’m supposed to thrive,
I’m wilting

In the hands of those I trusted,
I am cowering



“Hindi ka naman mahirap mahalin.”

Ngunit paano nga ba
Kung ang bilang ng agwat
ay tila hindi tama?

Kaya’t siya ay nagtimpi
at bumaling sa iba
Hanggang sa dulo’y nagsisi
At sinabing
“Hindi ko naman inakala…”

O binibini, ano ang iyong hindi inakala?
Tila ika’y nagulantang nang malamang
Ang pagtatangi ay hindi naayon
Sa panahong ang isa’y sa mundo naitadhana

Ang pag-ibig ay hindi nasusukat
ng ngalan o titolo
At lalo mong tandaan
Ang pag-ibig ay hindi nasusukat
ng pilak o numero


Hello 2017

I started my 2017 by reading a book. Indulging in the quiet as people continued to slumber after the previous night’s festivities. Because I realized that expecting from these literary pieces harbours a more positive vibe within me than expecting from people who always make you wait,  people who make you think the worst of yourself, people who make you think their lives are perfect, people who are on your side only at times when they feel superior, people who won’t clap at your success, and the list goes on and on.

In my two decades of existence, I have just now learned to really love myself first. I am my own constant companion and it is very important that I love and respect myself first, so I can enjoy life with my head held high. Time spent on me, on bettering myself, is a much greater investment than time spent on chasing the ones mentioned above.

Hence, I greet you all readers, ‘Have a wiser year!’, instead of just a ‘Happy new’ one, that would only last for a day or two.

Follow your North


I look at you, you look not at me
But at the same forbidden
Fruit of the tree

It’s funny how your eyes linger,
Steal those glances
Like we’re none the wiser

Follow your North
Stay out of the South
Fix your compass
Oh, don’t be uncouth


by Luzanne

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