FLambeaux of Language

Seashore Ectasy

Choose to Love

By Jhonatan Padit

Can I choose whom to love?

Can I choose the one who’ll reciprocate?

Can I choose the one who cares,

The one who thinks of me,

The one who looks after me?

Can I choose the one I should be with?

And choose the looks and guts?

Eyes that speaks and nose that knows

Taste and chaste.

The one who sings and dances,

The one that write rhymes and solve pies,

The one that speaks English and ssh….

Can I choose the one who will not hurt and dirt?

Can I choose the one who’s faithful and not a fool?

I think these would be cool.

I think these are cool but am I a fool?

If I can choose whom to love

And choose the one I chose

Would the chosen choose to choose

The choice I chose?

If anyone can choose whom to love

Would anyone choose me?—bitter!

But what certain is, do not choose

whom to love.

Rather, just choose to love.

i-suspend na ang klase, laging nsa dulo ng dila ng lahat… haha

Sleep is a journey wherein you’re not certain of where would it go. You just take the journey placidly with a minimal control of things. Minimal though, your fantasies go wild deep. You do experience things which you can have only once your asleep. In your wayfaring you meet people whom known and stranger to you, some make you glee but some make you frown. There are experiences that marks in you but mostly are just forgotten. Your itineraries are not declared beforehand, you just go with the flow and enjoy the places you get in. But some place are not as pleasing as you want it to be, it may be in a jungle, in a barren land or in a vast ocean. Nevertheless, you get to experience places you will never have in reality. 

In the end you just suddenly stop the journey, and face the true journey of your life.

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