...The traveler from the past

By gab david

March 17, 2006

11.14 a.m. / Office of the chancellor while listening the album of Hale

A travel from the past

Was never a hindrance for me

Reaching every bit of pieces

That falls down over me

I suddenly felt the unexplained rush in of blood in my body

While Searching every corner of the wall

From Whom I went through

Trying to dissects each sides I passes through

I ponder those unquestioned experience I have

Showering from my face

While covering it with tears

And my lungs start to shut off from the air I need

Like the sea that needs some sand to be complete

Or the favorite old shoes I always wear

Despite of the rubbish look yet the important is the comfort ness of it

Yet, aches are still clicking

While, Sailing my wondrous notion

From the clear and luminous feeling

Through my deepest desire in life

Trying to Enlighten the very essence of my dark side

I may bump on some memoirs

Who used to be found in a lofty place in my life?

Even the blue sky then are shimmering

While the tears are just dancing with full of happiness

However, Wondrous sadness have been visiting me

And even Wanting my last breath

While it crashes my heart into pieces

Yet, consoles are just uncontrollable and just pouring over me

Silence has just came

While Closing my eyes and said

LORD I pray to you for I need enlightenment

And Pushing my self to HIM begging for forgiveness

From then on,

Every bit of neither tears nor smiles in me

Was the greatest attest from HIM

Like neither the sweet November nor the rainy day in June

Going back was never easy

For it will open the four corners of my life

Seeing the most happiest nor saddest part of it

But, having these affections from others are my greatest weapon

Needing every bit of console

From all people whom I bump on

With my open fist while emotions are dripping

Holding back from it was really a challenge in my life

Tonight I told myself; Let the time decide for my future

because the past was a learning and a challenge

And just live my life into present

For it will taught me to see tomorrow

Now, I said, Let the morning shower with joy

And let the breeze does their part by shimmering the place

For I was given a life to live

And enjoy it to the fullest

Completeness…of what?

By gab david

March 9, 2006 / office – while listening to ultraelectromagneticjam

12.52 in the afternoon

is there any certainty in life?

That was a question keep on circling over my nostalgic head

and continuously pushing and pushing over keeping me out from the reality

like a colossal raindrops that suddenly burst into my face

now I wonder

trying to comprehend the things that comes in my life

and making up some finality on it

pushing myself to the limit

yet, every move I partake from that struggle ness

it seem that anonymity of it transcends from nowhere

carrying every bit of it through my veins

and even pains are beginning to swallow my entire completeness

after a long waited hours

the wondrous exploration of contemplation

which had possessed the entire life time

here am I left alone with nothing in hand with a question of completeness in me

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“…having you is so much gift from HIM. I never felt any regrets since we became friends. With that I thank you for not just being there but being part of my life…” – gab david

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…and a reply from them

“ …I thank HIM everyday for giving me the chance of meeting you and entrusting me with your friendship…” – mitch morning seven

“…you too, gabJ *big hug* - jeng aka tantric

“…aay, touched ako..your welcome my friend J I thank you as well for being part of my life...night night…” – lem aka lemonada