Miah Learns to Write

Don't you find it weird That we try to remember things That we have already forgotten? What satisfaction can we get In getting back the things we lost Especially when we were the reason Why it became lost in the first place? We find solace in forgetting Because memories are supposed to keep Those bonds that we have forged In the most unexpected times At the most unexpected places With the most unexpected people Memories are treasures from those Whom we have shared a piece of ourselves And in whom we have entrusted to protect But when they are gone so is the memory What use would it be to keep it? We would only be hurting ourselves But to be completely whole We must first be broken To become strong to face the future We must feel the pain of the past We don't forget what happened We don't let go of their memory But we move forward Letting go of the fact that they're gone But holding on to the reality That they were here And became a part

I struggled to lift my hand To look at my watch I can feel someone's breath It's warm but indifferent I have so many things to do So many deadlines to catch up on I can't waste a moment But I'm stuck here I squeezed myself through a sea of people To find a spot where I can freely breathe I found a small space where I can move a bit I breathed out a sigh of relief But quickly discovered that there was a leak I rolled my eyes but only within Mentally scolded myself for this decision I should have taken the quicker ride home But I'm stuck here I closed my eyes to think of a place Where I hear only the sounds of nature The rushing waters of a river The sweet melody of birds in love The hushed rustling of the leaves And the smell of fresh air in my nostrils But I couldn't, my mind started racing I need to write my report due on Friday Attend a study group for my exam on Monday Deliver a parcel on Wednesday Do the groceries on Thursday

What if every moment of our lives has been predetermined since the beginning of time and every action and decision we make has already been foreknown? How would you feel about that? Nobody likes the thought of someone else giving orders over us or, at the very least, we don't want to feel like we have no control over our own lives, decisions, actions, or even our own bodies. There is the feeling within our bones that wants to be liberated from authority and to have our own autonomy. We want to have power over our lives, we don't want to be bossed around. I believe that's the main tension within us with regard to the concept of God's sovereignty - of having an all-powerful, all-knowing creator defining the rules about everything, and I believe the reason for this internal struggle is that by our very nature, we are rebellious. If we think about it, things should be simple. Life should have been simple. But why is it so complicated for us today? And I say it'

Many think it's easier to believe That God exists but I believe That it's harder to believe That God exists and that It's easier to believe that He doesn't Because then things don't have to make sense But because God exists And He is omnipotent, omniscient, Omnipresent, infinitely wise, eternal; He is sovereign, just, righteous, and holy; Because He is perfect in every way And at the same time, loving, gracious, Merciful, and kind, then you would Start to think, maybe I'm the one in the wrong And we would feel afraid of the consequences Of our behavior, of our wickedness, Of our wretchedness, because now we know That there is an absolute truth And there is an absolute standard with which Justice will be upheld by. What then is the resolution to our case? How then can we defend ourselves To the all-knowing Creator God Who has placed His law over all creation And will uphold justice for He is upright? What is

I know what happens to me Does not happen by chance There is a reason why Good things happen to bad people And bad things to good people But then I think again and begin To realize that maybe Everyone is not as good As they would want themselves to be. I believe there's such a thing As perfection but none can attain it I do place my hope though On the only One who has But then again, I'm still imperfect Flawed, blemished, broken Sometimes I can't wrap my head around it So I lay down my reason and submit And learn to trust in the truth Even if the world tries to slander it. This is why no matter how difficult Life may become or how harsh Things may get, I will endure it all Because I know that the things That happen to me are being worked out For my good, even if they seem bad But they help me grow and learn I have learned to trust and put my faith In the One who gave it to me in the first place.

Such sweet words you told me at the start I fell for them and I fell for you from that moment I trusted you when I could not trust anyone else Trust. Does that word mean anything to you? Do I? I would never look at you the same way Ever again. You took it and you dragged it In a hearse. You broke my heart, not because You cheated on me. But you lied to my face. You could have told me that you didn't Love me anymore. I would've clung on to you Anyways. That was the kind of fool I was For you. It all began when I met you. I knew who you were and I accepted you Despite the fact that I knew what I was Getting myself into. I loved the thrill and The adventure. But when the cup ran dry There was nothing left for you and I was Left for the scrap heap. Now, here we are. I have a good job, good prospects for my career And I have a family, we have two kids now. Here I am, standing on your grave. And I miss you. Note: This is a random poem t

Why did you have to go And tell everyone about us? I thought what we had was special I wanted the world to know That you're mine and I'm yours. Not in this way! Do you think Just because we flirted around That I would fly into your arms? Then you leave me no choice I don't want to be with you anymore Let's stop the charade. Go on then. Tell everyone about Our deep, dark, dirty little secret And we'll see who gets the last laugh. *** Now, you're gone and I have nothing I shouldn't have said what I said I didn't mean it, just so angry I had always loved you and now My heart misses you badly My mind thinks of you fondly I don't know what to do anymore I can't sleep, can't eat, can't do anything Where are you? Where have you gone? To the place where I found peace In our dreams, in our solitude I'm sorry to have left you But I knew we were never meant For each other

All children have gone through the phase where they feel that their parents cannot understand what they are going through and they feel as though they are being held captive because their parents do not give them the freedom that they long for. So there are a few responses that children do when their parents discipline them such as throwing a fit, rebelling against their parents by doing all sorts of misdemeanor, or ignoring them and shutting them out. I will be focusing on the latter for this post. We have all seen it in the movies and some may have experienced it in real life. Throwing a fit or doing different forms of rebellion may be mild compared to completely blocking off one's parents from his/her life. Some people may disagree because they had a wonderful childhood and their parents knew exactly what to do during those moments of friction between them but not all parents know how to handle situations with their children especially if they have opposing desires or when th

He always wanted to do his best He never made a mistake He wanted to keep his record straight He wanted nothing less but to be perfect He stayed up late in the night He bleached his brows to ace the test He set his clothes upright He had to win this fight He slowly began to take some hits He was starting to take the toll He had to keep pushing He never wanted to fall He began to do this and that He thought these were just small things He needed to keep his record straight He needed to be perfect Then things went spiraling down The pressure was getting to him There no longer was right or wrong There was just perfection No matter what the cost he thought Nothing could ever change his mind No one would get him to stop now Nothing stands in between him and perfection As quickly as he rose up the ranks As much as he wanted to be on top And took the trophy in the bag At last he began to stumble and fall So was the shooting star Shining and shimmering as

When I first watched The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies, I was again impressed by the amazing visual effects and cinematography but I felt that there was something lackluster compared to Peter Jackson's work on The Lord of the Rings. To be frank, I thought that the progression of the plot was good and the development of the characters had a finesse to it, that we get to see different sides to them and that they transform as the story moves along. Just as with The Lord of the Rings, most of the tension in The Hobbit is internal and we see how these are resolved in the end. It was not bereft of the stunning fight scenes and the thrill of holding our breaths as we wait to find out whether good or evil prevails in the end. But something that I did notice was the ending. Personally, I thought that there would be some glimmer of hope for Thorin, Kili, and Fili -- that perhaps they were wearing mithril underneath their armor just like Frodo so that they would not be fatally woun

I liked adventure and so did you. We wanted to see the world But we saw it from different lenses. We read the same books, We listened to the same music, But we always had something To disagree about. I never knew how different we were Until we got to know each other A little better than when we met. When I first saw you, I thought That I would be happy with you Until I breathed my last. I always believed that Everyone was meant for someone That two people who perfectly fit Would never have any problem. I thought I had found the one But maybe I had rushed it I had mistaken a simple friendship For a romance -- the spark's gone. I don't want to fool myself anymore I'd rather we go our separate ways Maybe we can meet the one someday. And maybe we can meet again.

Yes, I am trying but can't you understand? I'm not the one who you think I am. I just wish that you could see that And that you could accept that. But you are the one, I know it. You just don't want to believe it. You would rather be safe and comfortable. That's why I'm pushing you Because I believe in you. I don't think I have the will to go on. Why do you put your hope on me? I can't do great things, I'm just ordinary! There are better things to do with your time. There are much better people than me. Stop wallowing in self-pity. What makes you think this is just about you? That all the sacrifices everyone made, That they were doing it just for you? We all have lost something in this, We all have something to fight for. Now, pull yourself together! I want to be alone. But you are not alone. That's why we're here. We came because we knew That you couldn't do this on your own. We care about you and our cause.

Why is it that there are times I feel that I don't know who I am Even though I know who I am? Why do I sometimes feel That I don't belong anywhere That I'm always out of place? I try to be with people Though it seems I'm invisible And I'm unheard of. I should be okay with it But I'm not, what else could I do though? I feel like I'm too different. I want to feel differently But then I would only feel Exhausted from confusion. I don't want to feel lonely But then I would make myself Distant from other people. Such a weird mess I am in. The thing is, I don't know How to show people what I feel. Sometimes, I think Others think it's normal Or I'm just acting up. Why then do I sometimes feel That nobody really cares About what I have to say? I shouldn't really complain I am partly to blame But at least, I need someone To genuinely care.

Proverbs 4:23 "Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life." As I have mentioned in other posts, the heart of man and the sin that entangles it are the root causes of the issues that we have today, even from the very beginning, and no amount of external modification can transform our inner being to become pure and righteous. The Bible tells us that the heart of man is deceitful above all things and God Himself describes the inclinations of man's heart to be evil all the time. So what does it mean then to guard our heart? First, I would think it appropriate to define what the heart here refers to. Obviously, it's the core of our being and not simply the seat of our emotions rather it encapsulates the mind (our intellect), the emotions, and the will. The desires of the heart are what drive our actions. In Luke 12:34 , Jesus tells us that where our treasure is, there our heart will be also. Whatever we value most, whatever we think about most

"Change has come." It's been over three months since the turn of the new administration in the Philippines and exactly 100 days on October 8. There have been much controversy and attention surrounding us during that time and so much has been said on both sides of the spectrum but I want to pull away from the noise of it all. I want to take a step back and make my thoughts clear. I just want to lay my thoughts on the table and let people think about them. Many, if not all, people wanted change for the Philippines and ultimately, we place that responsibility upon the shoulders of our government. When change does not happen, we become dissatisfied and at times, turn our backs on the people we voted for. Look at how people changed their minds about the former President Noynoy Aquino. He had tons of supporters at the beginning of his administration and so many of those become critics just before he leaves. It is quite interesting to observe the way people react to events a