Sa nangyari, nangyayari at mangyayari pang mga kalamidad, sana mga totoong puno na ang itanim natin….
…….at hindi lang mga puno sa FARMVILLE…:D
*funny but true text message that I got from a friend.
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 10-06-2009 | 03:10 PM
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Sa wakas, isang araw, nakatakas ako sa mga alaala mo
Sa wakas, balik na ako sa nakasanayang buhay ko
Masaya dahil akala ko ok na,
Pero bakit pag dating ng gabi hanggang sa pagpikit ng aking mga mata’y biglang nagbago ang lahat
Biglang nabuhay ang alaala mong nagdulot ng panghihinayang… ng pagkalumbay…
Biglang naitanong sa sarili, ganoon na lang ba ang kahihinatnan ng isang akala ko’y magandang pagsasamahan?
Sadyang ganoon lang ba ang tadhana o hindi lang talaga handa?
Sana’y hindi na lang nagtanong
Sana’y hindi nagduda
Ngunit anong magagawa ng isang pusong takot at nangangamba?
Sayang puso’y sabik magmahal ng tapat at totoo
Na inakala’y magkakaroon na ng magandang pagkakataon
Hanggang dito na lang ba o dapat pang umasa
Hanggang dito na lang ba o dapat ng limutin
Mahirap dahil minsa’y naging masaya
Mahirap dahil ako’y may nararamdaman na
Siguro nga’y dapat na itong itigil dahil mali sa mata ng nakararami
At marahil kalokohan lang ang lahat sa atin
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-28-2009 | 12:03 AM
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Sabihin mo lang na ayaw mo akong mawala, hindi ako aalis
Sabihin mo lang na totoo at seryoso ka, hindi ako matatakot
Sabihin mo lang na aalagaan at di mo ko sasaktan, magtitiwala ako
Sabihin mo lang kung anong totoo mong nararamdaman, di ako magdududa
Sabihin mo lang eh…
Pero di mo sinabi, kaya natalo ako dun
Gusto kita, mukha ng patay na patay… mukha ng naghahabol…
Hindi ko ito dapat ginagawa…
Ayoko masayang yung minsang magpundar ako ng nararamdaman
Siguro talo ka dun dahil sa minsang nagpundar ako ng ginto, ginawa mo pang bato
Seryoso ako, siguro di ganun ang hanap mo
Sayang lang, naging masaya pa naman ako
Akala ko ito na yung hinihintay ko
Nagkamali nanamanan ako…
Naisip ko, tao nga talaga ako…
*para naman maupdate itong blog na to…:]]
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-28-2009 | 12:03 AM
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Haaaaayyyy…
Magbabalentayms nanaman…
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Sa mga SINGOL katulad ko…
ang pinakamagandang tanong ay…
hahahaha!
ansaklap…:]]
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-08-2009 | 09:02 PM
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Would your first time mean something when it was just forced?
Would it bring something wonderful if it’s done for the sake of other people’s happiness?
Would it still count if it’s just for fun?
Would it be remembered if it’s just done to gratify constant requests?
You can never forget your first time.
No matter what you do to repress it. It stays with you until you breathe no more. This firsts can make you laugh or can make you regret when you happen to look back. I hope it will not bring you shame or disgust.
To girls, first times are something that should be special. It is something that needs to have a follow-up or consistency. It is something to be cleared and talked about because it is something like a milestone for them— or for us, I may say. It is something very important for us. It has to be done with no hesitations, with pure honesty, clean intentions and given whole-heartedly. It has to be with the right time, place and most especially with the right person. It will make you happy and bring you in a state of euphoria.
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 08-26-2008 | 11:08 PM
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What do I do when I have insomnia attacks?
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I become a poet of my very own heart
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 05-31-2008 | 05:05 PM
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If I will be the question, I hope you are the answer
If I will be a rainbow, I hope you are my colors
If I will be a song, I hope you are my melody
If I will be a puzzle, I hope you are my last piece
If I will be the sky, I hope you are my stars
If I will be a poem, I hope you are my every line
If I will be story, I hope you are my happy ending
If I will be a book, I hope you are my every page
If I will be a nightmare, I hope you are my wake-up call
If I will be life, I hope you are my purpose
If I will be death, I hope you are my life-after-death
Just as those things…
They become motionless without the other
They become useless if not used together
Just as me…
I become worthless
My life becomes futile
If I am without you
Or even just a thought of it
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 05-19-2008 | 02:05 AM
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I want to be the answer to someone else’s prayer
I want somebody to be the answer to my own prayers
Then we could spend the thing called now and forever
Bonded by love and blissful moments together
How I wish the right moment is now
To let my feelings flow the way I know how
Just a single face when I search in a crowd
Then I’ll know the answers are finally found
I want to be the missing piece to ones puzzled heart
I want someone to fill my heart’s missing part
I wish our magical story would start
And never would it end nor tear us apart
I want to be the sugar of ones bitter life
I want someone to put a spice into my plain life
Together we’ll create a happy song
That indeed everyone will surely long
I want to be the time for someone else’s wound to heal
I want someone to heal the emptiness that I feel
I know we know how to leave but never will
For we will be US even after time stands still
I want to be the song for someone’s frozen moment
I want someone to dance with me and not lament
We will sing in chorus, our indescribable love
And just let it flow with the emotions we both have
I wish we’ll compliment and not repel
For this is not just something novice but a higher level
I hope cupid will lead our hearts to each other
And not just to hurt and be a heart breaker
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 04-09-2008 | 01:04 PM
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If it’s with you that I’ll give my heart to
I’ll never be afraid and be willing to give it with all of me.
‘Cause you see, I’ve fallen and I want you to fall for me to
I don’t want to love alone.
How I wish it was just me…
You never know how far I go
You never noticed how much I stared at you and just let myself drown.
If my looks can melt, then I can definitely melt you down.
I fell so deep…
How I plead, how I pray that you’d find me.
What do you say if I tell you all of these things?
Please tell me the right words to feed my hungry heart
But I am afraid to hear…
And now, I wish I wasn’t in love with you…
So you couldn’t hurt me…
UNCONSCIOUSLY…
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 04-06-2008 | 06:04 PM
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How can I find it?
How can I have it?
He has have it
How come I don’t have it?
Anywhere I search for it
Anyone I know is feeling it
At heaven, I know it’s unending
At earth, few are worth having
People prays for it that I try to give
People says it’s short and always leave
Part of me gamble when I give it out
Perhaps I wish it can also make me one
Perfection is also with it
Please, could someone be sweet
Please me enough to make me feel
Part of me that is making me ill
Yearn for it as I always do
You can make it come true
You know what I am talking about
Yes, it is happiness that we want to shout
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 04-03-2008 | 06:04 PM
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