I must think less, do more, talk less, listen more, cry less, laugh more, party less, eat more, expect less, appreciate more, feel less, rationalize more, argue less, love more.
Happy New Year beautiful people!
Love,
Natasha A. Juan
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.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
In My Head
I go to sleep with your image in my head.
When I wake up;
It's still there.
When I wake up;
It's still there.
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
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
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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