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by: CyBersurfer |
Screaming, but no words come out Rotting, but still breathing Tormented soul Still in ashes Loving, but remained unloved Communicating, but could not relate Tormented soul Still lost Learning, but still mistaken Trying, but not progressing Tormented soul Still lurking in the abyss Living, but treated dead. Copyright2005Dec: First published in University of San Agustin Silabu, second appearance in www.Friendster.com as a testimonial for CyBerFreak. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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Copyright2005Dec: You need my permission to copy these for these are my poured out words. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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Dear Jesus Model and Inspiration of the Nursing Profession I know that when You ascended into Heaven You left the care fo Your sick to those of us whom You have blessed with the Holy Vocation of Nursing Help me to be faithful to that calling so that I can do always the things You want me to do and in the manner You want me to do them Grant, that my voice maybe gentle that my hands may have the softness and sympathy of Your hands that my presence may bring something for the hope and consolation which Your presence hab brought to the sufferer of Your day. I want to do all things Dear Lord, but I know that I am weak and can do little without your aid. please give me that aid this day and everyday of my life so that I can do always what you want me to be an angel of the sickroom. Amen. Copyright2005Dec: Taken from University of San Agustin Iloilo Nursing Manual, 2004. You may copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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From: Marni Ticao |
Three things in life that when gone, never comes back:
Three things in life that are never lost:
Three things in life that are most available:
Three things in life that are never certain:
Three things in life that make a man:
Three things in life that can destroy a man:
Three things in life that are truly constant:
Copyright2005Dec: Sent my Marni Ticao to +639205767902 in 2005 during the Smart Unlimited Promo. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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From: -forgotten- |
Preparatory Stage:
Attack Stage:
Rest Stop:
Celebration Stage:
Confused Stage:
You learned it here at Slate eyes 17. Copyright2005Dec: Sent by someone to me in 2005 during the Smart Unlimited Promo. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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From: -forgotten, through an email (Pinoy)- |
A FEW TIPS:
Copyright2005Dec: Sent by someone through the email, or Yahoo Messaenger. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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From: annag's acap, Tue, 24 Jan 2006 05:42:44 +0000 (GMT), [oton_iloilo] |
Copyright2005Dec: Sent by someone through the email, or Yahoo Messenger. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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by: CyBersurfer and afliG |
Speaking, but never heard Listening, but still confused Tormented soul Still in shambles Painstaking, but lovelorn Mingling, but untouchable Tormented soul Still isolated Understanding, but misinformed Excelling, but pulled down Tormented soul Still futile Existing, but ignored Feigned a fink. Copyright2006May: To be published in University of San Agustin Silabu by Leizel Turita, UPHSI graduate, USA-CN 1Q, Silabu Staff. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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from: Hannah Lee Frances Lacson Esposo, May 07, 2006 01:19:06 |
Copyright2006May: Sent by Hannah Lee Frances Lacson Esposo to +639205767902 in May during the Smart 258 Unlimited Promo, Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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from: Annag's Acap, Sat, 3 Jun 2006 11:12:42 +0100 (BST) |
-=to be edited=- Other credits:
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from: http://rep.astrology.com/free/10648/7262/1.html |
Copyright2006JUNE20: This is for me. That states it all. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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from: Astrology.com |
Copyright2006JUNE20: This is for me. That states it all. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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Clarificaion: CRUSH A source of inspiration of some sort; may it be in drawing, sketches, eating, or just some one who lights up the day. (gilfa) A short-lived and unrequited love, infatuation, or limerence, especially prevalent among young people but not unheard of for people of any age, as in "I have a crush on so-and-so.". A crush also refers to the object of this infatuation, as in the phrase "secret crush". (wikipedia.org) (This is the version of the so-called Temple before.) -gjei33 In order by first name. Most are not be applicable today. - Click this . Link to Information .-
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Copyright2006JUNE20: This is the list of my crushes and descriptions. Highly opinionated. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned.
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from: Leizel Turita |
it is madness... to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn... to give up on your dreams because one didn't come true... to lose faith in prayers because one was not anwered to give up on your efforts because one of them failed... to condemn all your friends because one betrayed you... not to believe in love because some one was unfaithful or didn't love you back... to throw away all yopur chances to be happy because you didn't succeed on the first attempt... i hope that as you goi on your way, you won't give up! Copyright2006JUNE06: Sent by Leizel Turita to +639205767902, APril 27, 2006, 07:00:29 during the Smart Unlimited Promo. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: geraxis |
From the dark undergrowth I spy a woman of unfathomable beauty. My darkened heart begins to glow as I imagine my life with her at my side, somehow destined to be together. I am only destined to be a creature of the night and it, shall be my only lover. Yet, how is that when a darkened soul such as myself throws his eyes upon a beauty such as thee, that years of pain and loneliness seem to vanish? I dare not ask how she came to be for fear that she might vanish with the slightest sound, instead I follow her in the underbrush being careful to not be seen nor heard. I follow for what seems like hours but time sings it's melodic song slowly, and at the edge of the forest she stops and looks up at the moon. The glow of the moon pales to the radiant beauty I see before me. I wait for her to step out of the shadow-darkened trees and leave my life forever, but she only stands there looking like the most precious being ever known. I want to reach out to her and tell her how I feel, to touch her skin, to look deep within her eyes. Then at that moment she looks directly at me, as if there were no foliage separating us, as if I had never been hiding at all. In that moment I saw what was hidden in her face. She was no woman, she wasn't even alive. She was a ghost, somehow lost here from the otherworld. At that moment I felt as if the ground itself had swallowed me up. I felt like I was falling, no plummeting down to the very core of this world. All my hopes, dreams and aspirations that I had conjured up with our brief meeting vanished and instead were replaced by the fear and loneliness I once bore. How could I make her mine if she were no more than a distant memory? I began to weep uncontrollably, face buried deep in my hands, when suddenly I felt something touch my shoulder. Hands like ice I flinched involuntarily and looked up to see my beauty a ghost no longer but tangible and real to the touch. Slowly, I reached out to her face and as if vapors my hand went straight through. I looked at my body and in horror realized�it was I who was the ghost, I was the distant memory, dead for so long. Even in death I am denied love, I remember now�how I died. I was walking in a meadow and I stopped to sit under the shade of a tree when a woman came up to me and sat by my side. I felt strangely at east in her presence, like she did something to alter my mind so I could forget. Forget the darkness and pain that I lived for. Her words descended on wings fit for the angel Gabriel. Her hand placed on top of mine made me feel so much for her. I desperately longed for this woman and for this love I knew that was in reach. I had to have it, but knew not how to obtain it for myself. It came to me then, like a flash of brilliant light. In death, we take with us all that we loved, our memories and our thoughts are all inside our hearts. I was afraid to die but I was more afraid to die without knowing love. I could not love her in a conventional way because my heart had been broken so long ago and its own beat was so very weak. So I composed myself and stood up, holding her in my arms. I looked into her eyes and said, "I love you�" To my surprise the words did not sting, they came out smoothly and true. With a final goodbye and a kiss on her hand I moved over to the edge of the cliff. There I breathed my last breath of life as I fell forward into death, embracing it wholly. Copyright2006JULY27: Sent by geraxis through an instant message in Yahoo Messenger. Posted with permission this July 27, 2006, 1739h. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
Trust. Once broken, it can never be mended A breakage not even surgery can repair. Fragile, yet often taken for granted. I know I've done you wrong Said things I shouldn't have Acted like without you I could be strong. If apologizing to you a million times Would lead you to forgive me I would, even if it includes silly rhymes. I know to forget is hard Especially if it caused you a conflict But please don't have me barred. Now I know what's in my mind You're someone I'm afraid to lose Someone with your attitude is hard to find. I know you're trust in me I've broken Please suppress it, let's start anew I'd even give you my heart to serve as a token, Or rather kill me, please do. For someone who knows who that the person I am referring to is the same person as himself. Copyright2006Dec: Submitted to the University of San Agustin Silabu. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
Emotions held dear The consequences of revelation are severe I'm in love with you, in so many ways I've tried to say But I'd rather have you as a friend to stay. Though you give me reason to smile Though you made my time worthwhile Though your mere presence gives me reason to breath I know with you I can never be with Someone else is there to make you smile Someone who is on top of your pile Someone else you appreciate no matter what you see That someone would never be me Seeing you happy, full of joy and glee Shines a light in my world so eerie You came to be my angel in disguise Stay forever true, grow old, always being wise. For someone who knows who that the person I am referring to is the same person as himself. Copyright2006Dec: Submitted to the University of San Agustin Silabu. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
from: am email...lost it... |
Copyright2007March: Sent by someone through email. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
Stand up proud and tall young man For your deeds have spread For responsibility accompanies your name So be proud gallant hero Hush with your pecularity Remain true to your personality You are who you think you are A charming prince with brains Dear friendly lad Know when to spill or lie Entertain and attend with pleasure But stick to your set limits But despite who you are young fellow Remember everyone has their own perspective Harsh and irrevocable some might be Listen to what they have to say Tasks may seem unendless Difficulty increases through time Don't pile up unfinished works Learn to decline if you can't handle more Though love know no boundaries Rather be faithful than hurt others Don't treat past roamnce as trash For they had help mold you for who you are now When sexuality comes into question Internalize and think interperosnally You know who you are better than anyone Let them be, you are your own self A message to you my angel You are a vulnerable mortal Friends that surround you make you strong Don't force yourself not to miss, don't discard Though several have spoken ill of you Backstabbers that included those close to you Eventhough I don't know you well enough I'll defend you, just don't lie, and tell me soon. For someone who knows who that the person I am referring to is the same person as himself. Copyright2007April: Submitted. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
I don't miss you at all Not your sparkling eyes Not the corny words you say Not even your sweet touch Nope, not a thing Not your presence Not even your smell I don't miss your warmth Nor the company we share No I don't miss you at all I don't miss the way you talk Not the way you say my name Not even the silly alias you give No I don't miss you, not at all And I'm not thinking of you! For someone who knows who that the person I am referring to is the same person as himself. Copyright2007April: Submitted. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
Thoughts that linger in my mind Words that seem hard to find Feelings taht had been left astray Now had found their way As the image fo your face flashes My heart leaps passing through the mazes Obstacles and hurdles can't stop me running Nothing can stop my yearning Your presence by my side I seek To have you near me for the rest of the week As we exchange silly rhymes And laugh at some corny lines Sudden outburst of words from my gray matter due to a rhyming poem wrting competition between Yara and I during out first summer rotation in Guimaras. Again, too much info. Copyright2007April: Submitted. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: gjei |
Yara, Yara Ang akun paghigugma Para lang id sa imo akun pinalangga Wala sang salot nga makapagbag-o Kay ang ining tagipusoon ko para lang gid sa imo Yara, Yara Akun pinalnggaon Ikaw lang gd ang akun higugma-on Pero anhon ta ni bi kay me temtasyon Sobrahan ka nami, nakuha akun atensyon Yara, Yara Tani ako imo patawaron Sundon ko ang singgit sang akon tagipusoon Ikaw akon bulagan kag ako magapalayo Ang pinalanagga ko nga pagkaon ginahulat na ako. The moral for those who ddn't understand a thing: don't read. The poem promises of love only for a Yara yet in the end gave her up for food, pagkaon. Sudden outburst of words from my gray matter due to a rhyming poem wrting competition between Yara and I during out first summer rotation in Guimaras. Again, too much info. Copyright2007April: Submitted. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: melton of warrior poets posted by: Soul, Thursday, 24 May, 2007 1:26 PM |
Abandoned Betrayed Callously musterbated by Disgrace Evanescing pale broken wing Failure to fly Gone are my dreams Handicap Incomplete Jaded Kneeling, let me surrender Left alone Mourning alone Nothing, no one to cater my drama Obsolete bleeding Palpitating dark clouds above Quicksand surrounds Raped by my faith Sacrificed by my god Tears married my eyes Urinated by laughter and lies Vacant diaries Waiting for smiling memories Xenophobic me Yelling Zany [Updated on: Thu, 05/17/07 10:24 AM ] Copyright2007May: Taken from the Friendster.com Bulletin Board, sources acknowledged. Do not copy without MY permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |
by: Renee Pauline XiReN Asuncion Sent to me: Thu, 25 Mar 2004 06:22:36 -0800 (PST) |
Darkness, night has fallen, time has come Waking in the silence, casket lids undone Rise to see the moon again, lives the undead Bleeding corpses liter the ground, vicious creatures, they had fed. We had lived in fear of them, for immortals they would stay We wish for them to leave us be, wish for them to go away. They walk the earth in secrecy, amidst the shadows of the night They kill and feed on mortals, but hide and sleep when shown the light. Their sinful grin, their ghoulish eyes, haunts us in our darkest dreams. Thinking of the fangs they wield, caress our necks, impale our skin Their horrid scars would vanish, their deepest wounds would heal Do whatever harm to them, but none of it they'll ever feel. They seek for human victim's blood, fresh to quench their thisrt They suck away the mortal's life bringing humans a lifeto curse. Stakes and crosses and silver bullets, we had tried to make them fall Yet they remain unharmed and standing, they had managed through it all! Copyright2007September: Sent by XiReN through an email dated Thu, 25 Mar 2004 06:22:36 -0800 (PST). Posted with permission this September 22, 2007, 1130h. You may not copy this without my permission. Email gjei33@yahoo.com for the permission. I am dead serious about this. You have been warned. top |