Sumting About my WorKs!

maybe...?.if..? (an old writings of mine)

2010-10-18T05:35:00.000-07:00

maybe i am weak, but i am pure......

maybe i am numb, but i always tell you the truth.....

maybe sometimes my attitude annoys you, but, i love you.

everytime i saw you, is like the first time i met you.

you always create a smile in me,

and my heart laughs inevitably.

maybe i am boring, but i always make you glad.

maybe i am dependent, it is because you make me one.

maybe sometimes i am stupid, but my love is firm and true.

if i hold your hand, am i taking an advantage of you?

if i kiss your lips, does it mean i love you?

if i hug you tight, does it mean forever?

Bakit may Pera?

2009-04-18T03:22:00.000-07:00

Nakakainit ng Ulo, wala na naman akong pera.
bagsak daw ang ekonomiya, kaya maraming walang pera.
hirap na manggagawa, na lagi pang nadadaya.
nadadaya na sa pasweldo, salat pa sa benepisyo.

Araw-araw na nga nagtitipid, gastos ay malaki parin.
naghihirap daw ang buong mundo, pero mga "gahaman" ay sagad parin sa bisyo.
dikta nila ay napakabalasik, ni ultimo sikmura mo ay mananakit.
sila ba ang gumagawa ng pera?, sila bang ang diyos?

Halaga ng pera ang pinag-uusapan, dahil ito ang buhay.
malaki man o maliit na halaga, katumbas parin nito ang pinagpaguran mo.
pagpawisan ka man ng dugo sa trabaho mo, ganon parin ang halaga mo.
ang buhay mo na pinahalagahan, karugtong ay pera lang.

Alam mo ba kung ano talaga ang mas may halaga?, kung tao o pera?
sa isip mo ay masasagot mo, pero sa dikta ng gawa mo ay may nagtatalo.
nagtatalo na halaga ng tao, sa halaga ng pera.
kung ang pera ay may antas, ang tao ay may antas din.

Ang lahat ng bagay dito sa mundo, ay sinasabing panandalian lamang.
naging panandalian lang, dahil sa pera.
isipin mo kung bakit.
isipin mo kung isa ka na rin na katulad nila.

eksPeRimeNto (Experiment) Part 1

2008-12-02T03:13:00.000-08:00

Naglakbay ng Malayo, Umaaasang may pag-asa pa.
Di alam kung saan naman talaga patungo, Nagbabakasakali lang kung anong meron pang aabutan.
Pawis na katawan, ugat na halos malagot na sa pagkakahigit.
Paghinga ng malalim ay dumadalas, hingal na parang walang katapusan.

Dalasan man ang pag bigkas ng mga panalangin, mga nangyayari ay ganon pa rin.
Gumagawa naman ng paraan, ngunit landas ay baku-bako parin.
Kumakapit ng mahigpit sa tinik, pakiramdam na napakasakit ay nagiging manhid.
Umiigkas sa Hirap, ginhawa naman ay napakailap.

Mayaman sa karanasan, hubog sa katotohanan.
Napakapinong Pinasibol, ugali ay may respeto.
Lumaking walang sinandalan, tapang na di mapantayan.
Hirap man sa paningin, ngiti ay masisilayan pa rin.

ThE spacE

2008-07-29T04:46:00.000-07:00

A dark space in a corner of a room.
aroma of a wet rag, that's getting dry.
insects all over the place.
cobwebs and dust completes the ambiance.
what a scenery!!! i hate this place.
A man from behind, cough hard.
do you really need this space? he asked.
i nodded. i really dont want to give a reply.
but my mind answered.
yes, i need a space. but not this kind of space.
i need a good one. the one that is clean and tidy.
who looks good and sensible. a space that can give
me a peace of mind. but those words cant come out.
He shakes his head. and give me a smile.
as if, he knows what im thinking.
then he breath deeply. and started to move in.
he turn the lights on, and said. this light will be your guide.
to do things right. while inside this dark space.
he opened the windows, and said. this will be your eyes.
where you can see the world around you.
now, this space will be your temporary shelter.
i know it is messy. but it is now your obligation to clean it up.
i will now leave you, to do your stuff. I just live next door.
so, if you need anything. you can knock on my door anytime.
then he left me with a smile and said,
oh, before i forgot.
this door
is the entrance
of your soul.

A rIDdle Of My OwN

2008-07-22T22:59:00.000-07:00

No. 1

A cell in a bell, that cracks after 9 spells.

hiGH!!!

2008-07-18T03:49:00.000-07:00

You're so high! I 'm too Low!
I can't reach you! You can't catch me!
You Aim so high, I dream so deep.
Who are you? and Who am I?

You walk so fast, I walk so slow.
you want a race, I want a fast pace.
I am a gambler, you're a money maker.
I'm uncertain, and you were sure.

You're a winner, Im a loser.
I'm so boring, and you were laughing.
I think of death, You live and breathe.
You believe in God, and I am a God.

PoLyMeR, what Can Replace you?

2008-07-11T02:51:00.000-07:00

Everyday, tons of garbages are produced.
and almost 12% of this according to statistics as of 2006 are from plastic wastes. see>>>http://www.epa.gov/msw/facts.htm
recycling is one way of saving this planet.
but not all people are doing this. especially the lazy ones.
or they are simply not concern with the environment.
From a simple plastic bottle of softdrinks to sophisticated plastic bags with designs are recycleable. Our generation now, are plastic dependents. because plastic is a very light material, easy to use even wet or dry and very easy to manufacture.
But who will suffer in the end?

the human, the robots.

2008-07-10T23:57:00.000-07:00

i feel strange about this.
it was like a comic strips.
what can i see are illustrations.
drawn with pencil.
you can execute anything u want.
u can change any scenario u want, with your erasers.
it was time to play. where you know you can just always win.
you're just wondering why youre not getting hurt.
you're numb. you're in a worry-free world.
no soul to get burned in hell. no flesh to turn into ash.
and reality failed to fullfill its mission.
this is where the tower rules. and the pain is a wayof living.
this is the time, where all are deaf. all are on the same purpose.
where rusts, are wounds with bloods.
and the body has electricity.
but it's still the same.
it has a life span.
that anytime your keeper wants to turn you off,
you'refinished.
and its time to tell everyone.
goodbye.

-kiko sevilla

sinking illusion

2008-07-10T23:55:00.000-07:00

the day i've been waiting had just arrived.
it seems, very familiar to me.
i know this happened already in the past and just repeating by itself.
i hear some voice, whispering, telling something, but, i can't understand.
then a very loud laugh bounced into my ear.
then my mind stop thinking.my emotions stop on expressing.
my feelings subsided. an abrupt change ofsequence falls in.
it was a floating me. i can see it. its was a glowing me. i was dazzled.
it was like running to nowhere. an enourmous shadow going into me.
covering me. my body is shaking. my blood is rushing.
and nothing i can remember.
i dont know how does it happen.

-kiko sevilla

WhY the WOrD PLeaSe?

2008-07-10T11:02:00.000-07:00

"Please" a very strong polite word used as a "command".
why do we usually use this word, instead of "kindly"? Let's see.....
"please" has now different kinds of meaning, base on how you will use it.
For example, "Mr. blog, Please Settle the Amount of ______before___or else you can receive a letter from my attorney" this is some kind of a threath already. Another example is, "Mr. sue, Please forgive me for i cannot pay the said amount on the exact date" here, he is now begging for some mercy.
"Please" its meaning in the dictionary is to gratify, to satisfy or to be agreeable to. that means
it is one way...and not a win-win situation.
But whatever, "Please" means to you, Kindly use it, with heart, full of emotions and respect, to make it meaningful and reflects a humble virtue.

MergINg CrisiS?

2008-07-08T03:32:00.000-07:00

Politics......government......politicians....corrupt?
poor.....jobless.....poverty?
tragedy.....calamity.....disaster......fate?
oil.....rice......crisis?
what do people think....if they think of this?
when i was a kid, i become aware of this problem.
when i was a teenager, i learned to swallow this problem.
and now that i'm already a young adult.
I get numb with it.
for me, it was nothing i can do.
but to go with the flow.
How About You? can you do something about it?

sumting about my works!!!

2008-07-07T23:59:00.000-07:00

A green apple.......in this world.......

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2008-07-07T23:55:00.000-07:00

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Eternal Submission

2008-07-07T01:34:00.000-07:00

Is life a gift? from where? Do souls really get burned? how? do you believe in this? What is reality, if you dont know what is real? why do you always blame yourself, if you did something wrong? if you know their is forgiveness, why do you always worry about tomorrow, if you know that their is a promise of eternal life? why do questions, sometimes dont have an exact answer?
We often regret to ask, what is the truth. But we often seek for it.
We always submit ourself......to whom?