WARNING!: THIS BLOG CONTAINS HIGH INTENSITY OF CHEESY-NESS. A SIDE OF ME YOU MAY HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE. DO KEEP A PUKE BUCKET AT BAY.YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Gimme A Hug



I feel so much love in my life. It feels as if I am big enough to give the whole world a hug.  :D :D :D














Lot's of love,
Natasha A. Juan









Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Looking Glass

She said, 'yes.'
I said, 'no.'

I said, 'let it go.'
She said, 'I won't do so.'

I said, 'I need help.'
she said, 'I am your help.'

I said, 'I wanted to give up.'
she said, 'but, I don't want to give up.'

I said, 'you are confusing,'
she said, 'of course I am..'




'I am YOU'.



















Written by,
Natasha A. Juan

Unconditional Love

Free, like an angel,
disguised in many forms.

You're never far away,
you were never gone at all.

Your laugh colours my world,
your touch heals the pain.

It takes only you,
even through lost wars, I regain.





Natasha A. Juan

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Pardon My Arrogance

Dedicated to those whom I love.

When I thought you weren't listening, you were working hard to fulfill my
financial needs.

When I thought you weren't listening, you were doing the very best you can
to make me feel better.

When I thought you weren't listening, you were there for me even under 
pressure.

When I thought you weren't listening, you stuck by me when in ur mind you
had somewhere better to go.

When I thought you weren't listening, you fought your own battles to cater 
to my needs.

When I thought you weren't listening, you patiently listened even being 
brutally accused by me.

When I thought, you weren't listening, you held my hand as I cursed and 
cussed at the wind with you in it.

When I thought, you weren't listening; I had forgotten that all these while, 
you had loved me all along.

When I thought, you weren't listening, it was I, whom was too blind to realize, 
that you have listened all along.


* I wrote this poem within 5 minutes after a life-long's worth of self-reflection.


The guilty author,
Natasha A. Juan



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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Without Love, Our Earth Is A Tomb







"I walked a mile with Pleasure; 
 She chatted all the way; 
 But left me none the wiser 
 For all she had to say. 

 I walked a mile with Sorrow; 
 And ne’er a word said she; 
 But, oh! The things I learned from her, 
 When Sorrow walked with me." 





"  So, fall asleep love,
  Loved by me..
  For I know love,
  I am loved by thee."



   - Robert Browning







Hello you, it's been awhile. :)



Love,
Natasha A. Juan