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This maybe the shelter for my thoughts. The place of solace to be, when failures overruns me and my incapacity to do something with my own desires depresses me.I clad myself with peace, joyfully concealing my real feelings. I am a prisoner of worries, in chain with unfathomable sadness, caused by human cruelty towards my in capacities. Yes I gird myself with pretense not for any feigned reason; just that sometimes, some things are better kept secret. Nevertheless, this thoughts will be moving on until the edge with every bit of patience, with every breath of prayers, with hope as my comfort and ethereal grace as my savior.

My thoughts without my body wander around in this sublime enigmatic world, hunting pictures and images, of knowledge and understanding for my starving, bedridden soul.

I write not because I am a writer or a poet, nor for glory and for fame, neither because I consider myself skilled in this field; which I myself know I am not. I write because I yearn for a list of NOTES. Notes of random events, of memoirs my thoughts have had encountered. A notes of memories of my wandering thoughts which I can call "my own"...

Friday, June 25, 2010

BRUISE

                                                                

You can’t tell I’ve been trough hell...
Just time for me to change my appeal.

Blinded by all kind of lies,
Blame was not the widest way.

Though it tears me up inside,
It gave me a box of lesson to learn...

Though it caused me pain ,
I pray harm will never come it’s way,

For I still dream to find the one…
The one that lives inside my mind...


From a deep scar of a beautiful memory...
Even with the bruise it give me…

@ Cyberstratt cafe
April 21, 2010 - 4:48 Ppm



Thursday, June 24, 2010

"Random Thoughts from the Past"



 ---XXX(O)XXX---

                                                                                                                If There is Something to Tell
that would be one thing,
that everything will be ok…
that to worry is just a waste time…
and time should not be wasted.
that life should not be idled with despair,
for there’s the light that fights darkness…
and surely defends us in every battle.
poverty may stole our golden shoes,
but it can never steal our laughter…
heartaches may always comes knockin our door
but it will never be ever after…
fight if you must,
but not out of spite.
stand up for what is right,
with forbearing heart and soul…
that we may reap goodness…
according to our deeds….
date:july 16,2008
time: 11:21
                                                                                    place: cyberstratt cafe
                                                                                    signed by: odette b.

 
 ---XXX(O)XXX---

I build a dream
To behold a love so pure
So I whisper a prayer…

But seems fate is so greedy
That it takes away every opportunity…

Trailing back the hands of time
And scanning every footprints in the sand,
Behold heartaches and pains clings that it gave nothing but
Life without life, Life without color
Life without love a Life without meaning…

Yet still I hope…
Once more I dream.
And hope for it to happen
That you’ll be at my side to take away my fear…
Be my heaven and be my life’s splendor
That I may taste life completeness…

Be my fulfillment
My Beginning and End
My Today and Tomorrow
My hope throughout life
Now And Forever
Once more

October 2, 2008
11:33 A.M.
Cyberstratt Café
Odette b.


 ---XXX(O)XXX---
 ---XXX(O)XXX---


Sometimes because of wanting to  please others i am tempted to compromise my principles just to avoid conflicts that sometimes unkowingly I have been bending too far. 
Then I realize those who truly stand by their convictions will at times experience others anger, but making someone else angry maybe a small price to pay for living according to our own conscience…
                    So I think it is better to offend someone else than to behave in a way I will regret later…

October 16, 2008 - 3:27P.M.
Cyberstratt  Cafe
Odette B.


P.S. These thoughts of mine I had written from the past few years were posted in my friendster account.


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Wanderer

I am a wanderer...

My thoughts without my body wander around in this sublime enigmatic world, hunting pictures and images, of knowledge and understanding for my starving and bedridden soul.

I write not as a writer or as a poet, nor for glory or for fame. Neither because I consider myself skilled in this field, which I myself know,I am not.

I write because I yearn for a list of books. Books of random events, of memoirs my thoughts have had encountered. A book of memories, for my wandering thoughts, which I can call "my own"...