Friday, August 31, 2007

TODO



(RAIN)

Narigat nu kastoy nga agtudtodo…

awan maaramid…

makapalaladot….

Uray panag panunot ti suraten ti Ingles ket makapasasadot.

Kagurak man nu kastoy nga pinagtutudo.


Ada liday nga kadua na ti kada mesa nga tedted iti todo.

Kasla makisangsangit kanyak ti langit…

agladladingit nuanya man ti marikrik nak….

Nu nalpas na nga isibog ti amin …

….nga naurnong na nga danum

NABASA TI TYEMPO

naladladingit manen

NGEM….

NU MAMINSAN

Nasayaat met ti pinagtotodo…

Kalsa met la rikna ti tau…


Kalpasan na ket ….

SUMAYAAT MAN TI TIYEMPON

ASLA

PANGSAAYAAT TI RIKNA…..

nu nalpas nga maisangit amin nga dapat isangit

Sunday, August 26, 2007

THE RIDE


This laptop is beginning to be my best friend, for the past few days I am beginning to be attached to it. As if I consider it as a repository of all my thoughts for if I would not shed off all of it I might lost my mind in contemplation.

Why is it that there are things better left unsaid and yet we continue to be intrigue? Even if we have an idea of what those things are still we continue to find out and explore those unuttered words. A question which remains unanswered leaves us hanging and distracted, fearing that behind the answer to such question is a probability that could never become a reality because of the want of such answers.

Empty, idle and lost.