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audentes fortuna juvat: if only all guys can write like this...

ABOUT ME:

chalkleight

chalkleight

Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines

usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]

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Tuesday, May 13, 2008







if only all guys can write like this...

if only all guys can write like this...

To Miss C.O. y R.

by José Rizal

(A Translation from the Spanish by Nick Joaquin)

Why ask for those unintellectual verses 

that once, insane with grief, I sang aghast? 

Or are you maybe throwing in my face 

my rank ingratitude, my bitter past? 

Why resurrect unhappy memories 

now when the heart awaits from love a sign, 

or call the night when day begins to smile, 

not knowing if another day will shine? 

You wish to learn the cause of this dejection 

delirium of despair that anguish wove? 

You wish to know the wherefore of such sorrows, 

and why, a young soul, I sing not of love? 

Oh, may you never know why! For the reason 

brings melancholy but may set you laughing. 

Down with my corpse into the grave shall go 

another corpse that's buried in my stuffing! 

Something impossible, ambition, madness, 

dreams of the soul, a passion and its throes  

Oh, drink the nectar that life has to offer 

and let the bitter dregs in peace repose! 

Again I feel the impenetrable shadows 

shrouding the soul with the thick veils of night: 

a mere bud only, not a lovely flower, 

because it's destitute of air and light  

Behold them: my poor verses, my damned brood 

and sorrow suckled each and every brat! 

Oh, they know well to what they owe their being, 

and maybe they themselves will tell you what.

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Madrama ang lolo mo!

O di ba? Yan ang ating babaerong pambansang bayani.

hehehe

source: http://joserizal.info/Writings/Poetry/poetry.lwp.htm#To%20Josephina%20(To%20Miss%20C.O.%20y%20R.)