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FOUR-STRINGED GUITAR
by achagurl


I listen to your music
Can't find what I've been searching
Bass hiding inside the beat of drum
Cannot hear even your guitar strum.

I scribble a little poem
With a rhyme intended for you
All memories I tried to recall
Pouring it to my page where they fall.

You compose a heartrending song
With a melody towards her
Your guitar strings express, as you play
Love only for her, as your heart sway.

The irony of finding you
Looks as if I lost something new
Drama inside the face of a clown
Laughter and smiles mingle with frown.

I still listen to your music
As I scribble a little poem,
Mending the poet's weakening soul
Listening to someone else's song


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BIG GUY IN THE SKY
by achagurl


The Lord is my poem
I shall not be in pain
He makes me realize the truth
Tell it undoubtedly
He sees every inch of my soul
Grant me with ease
He leads me to my self-worth
The path to truth and happiness

YOU ARE MY WRITER
and I am your words
Words are slaves of a writer
And so You are my Master
A writer gives breath to a word
and so You give me breath to live

I have been born again with You
You are the freedom of my wisdom
You are the Lord I believe


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NOW
by achagurl


As I am afraid to live in the future
I stop for a moment and search in my past.
Since remembrance of a life surpassed may cure-
A wondering heart ached by the love gone fast.

As I am afraid to live still in the past,
I plead for the courage to look for my future.
Since pursuing a dream, waking is a must-
Before gathering might to make my heart endure.

As I strive to live freely in my present
I dispose all the uncertainties of life
Believing that past and future are married then
Creating a new born being as both collide.

I am now,,, whoever I see,,, I am now.
Future unseen,,, Past gone,,, all I am is now.
Love gone fast,,, Dream of waking eyes,,, both are empty
Set them all free because now is all in me.
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BRAVE HEART
by achagurl


When I feel the deepest desire of reaching for your heart
I look up for ways wherein I could engrave on it my mark
I never would have wanted to be a filler in your hole
Nor a tailor fixing up your shattered soul
But through my desire of keeping you into my sight
I go on and stay amidst the fears of being left behind
I may not even exist in your wildest dreams
I may not even be in your deepest secrets
But life has always been this unjust for a brave heart like mine
And if I must struggle again and lose the fight
I will lose with a memory at hand
That somehow I did not just admitted my defeat
With all my might I lent you my hand
So that your heart will once again rhyme with life
Your heart that became breathless
When your treasured love has died
And if this deepest desire of mine
Will before long put my brave heart in a burial
Let it be buried in your arms then
And feel the blood of love rushing in its veins
My heart- brave enough to bleed for you
Will never be ashamed of its tears
For being in your arms will be its sure consolation
Knowing I existed in your life somehow
And through it you shall witness
That being fearless was not at all a flaw
And you must soon be like that courageous heart of mine
Unafraid to proclaim love-
The love only brave hearts could show


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EMO
by achagurl


The shadow of your past keeps lingering into your soul
And I couldn't walk in- as much as I would want to
For you are trapped inside that prison wall
I never know if you would want me to rescue you
Or just another visiting nurse giving you comfort against pain
Am I just a little nap from your restless heart?
Or am I your awakening side of life?
Am I your restless warrior giving you rope to climb that wall?
Or am I soon to be just another broken soul?
Where will I place all my garments now?
You are too tired mending your own wounds
Left me being confused and alone somehow
Who am I to you...
Who am I to your world...
Who am I now within your world...

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SILHOUETTE
by achagurl


To my chagrin
I lay my bleeding life
Into thy cold arms-
Where it had stolen
All hopes and desires
Inside the frame of my blinding eyes.
You came...
And awaken my sleeping thoughts
But all I see
Was nothing but silhouette
Of your sealed heart.




***---(mga tagalog...)---***

BAKLA
by achagurl


BAKLA.

ANG TUNAY NA MUNDO

MAY NAGTATAGO,

MAY NAGLALANTAD

MAY MAHILIG MAGMAKE-UP (PARA MAITAGO ANG TUNAY NA ITSURA)

MAY NAGBIBIHIS BABAE (PARA MAITAGO ANG TUNAY NA KURBA)

MAY DISCREET

MAY EFFEMINATE

AT MAY BISEXUAL

MAHIRAP MABUHAY SA BAKLANG MUNDO.

MALAYA KA PERO MARAMING BAWAL

HINDI MAGANDA ANG pa-MEN-ta

MALIMIT MAHUSGAHAN KA

(KAHIT ALAM NG NANGHUSGA NA MASAMA ANG MANGHUSGA)

KAYGULO...

LALO'T NABUBUHAY KA..

SA MUNDONG MARAMING NAKAKAALAM

NGUNIT HINDI INAALAM

MARAMING NAKAKAKILALA

NGUNIT HINDI KINIKILALA



TAMA.

ITO ANG MUNDO.

BAKLA.



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PISO
by achagurl


Piso...

kay hirap maabot ang tunay na kahulugan

Marami..

Iba iba ang pagtimbang

Isa isang pagpapahalaga

ngunit

sa isang banda

ay makikita

Na ang MALILIIT ang may pinakamalaki

at ang MALALAKI ang may pinakamaliit

Ang pagtingin

Ang pagtimbang

Ang pagpapahalaga

Sa pisong malimit magpakasasa

bakit?!

Bakit hindi magkatugma

Dahil ba sa walang gana

Ang bawat isa

Na lumingon sa kung ano ang totoo

Ito ang pagtingin ng bawat tao,,

Piso.

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`--* other guitar strings



[`--*oan*] [`--*marthachic*]
[`--*toick*] [`--*poy*]
[`--*realjan*] [`--*sublimegirl*]
[l`--*lucky] [`--*chynnabunny*]
[`--*grech*] [`--*badstar*]
[`--*walongbote*]
[`--*dystopianreality]
[`--*cjdeguia*] [`--*yeopgi*]
[`--*pixtudio*] [`--*guitarkidd*]
[`--*mhellow*] [`--*andrea*]
[`--*japzsie*] [`--*japzsie*]
[`--*katikat*] [`--*jheid*]
[`--*keiichi*] [`--*yanella*]










`--* chord chart
"can't u see that everybody seems to be moving forward... except you... who seems to be all trapped inside the past..."



`--* sayonara&ty




I, achagurl, the owner of this simple bloggie, thank thee, my dear reader, for hoppin by and taking a peek at my little place in this World Wide Web. Let me then thank the following people (and guitars) for making this lunacy possible..

  • Joyce, my proofreader, the real html genius. Thanks for the nameplate you created 4 me.
  • Martha, for all the codes and instructions. You are in my prayers.
  • Bahista, for lending me nine eleven, his bass guitar (shown above). Steady lang.
  • ABK. My dazzling sorority.Thanks for making me a part of your tentacles.
  • Cielo, my first guitar ever, to whom the tides sings. See you soon.
  • Jay C. Mahal kita.
  • Press Angels Mahal ko kayo.
  • Yumburger and Glena toick for nothing actually. Just wanted to greet you. Rock on.
  • Poy, John, Ghem and Cza Just a special mention
  • BMC IV-2, 2006 Just another special mention.
  • Betpend for the friendship
  • Forrest Gump for being my hero.
  • Otsong bilog for always answering my yes and no questions.
  • Moon and the Orion, for visiting my window sky
  • Shakespeare and Elizabeth Browning, for the influence.
  • Finally to Big Guy in the Sky, my Heavenly Father and The Creator of Everything Good... Thanks for all the blessings!


  • That's all folks.. again, thanks for droppin by...
    Till then my dear reader...
    This is *ACHAGURL* shouting with closed-fist in the air...
    **acha!**










    daily strings



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    November 21st, 2006

    i played my guitar at [ 12:39 AM ]


    BLOG LEAVE ...

    hahanapin ko muna sarili ko... pasensiya na... distansya muna si boreche.










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    November 3rd, 2006
    INTERBYU

    i played my guitar at [ 03:58 PM ]


    Suki na rin ako sa mga interviews. Sana nga lang album launching ang dahilan ng interview na un at hindi ang isang posisyon sa trabaho. Yung iba, ndi na ko pinabalik, ung iba naman, pinabalik balik pero napunta rin sa wala (charge it to experience na lang), ung iba naman isang paspasan pasok kagad. Malas nga ata talaga ako pagdating sa trabaho- pakiramdam ko kasi ang dami dami kong gustong gawin, ang dami dami kong gustong hanapin-- ung nga lang hindi ko mahanap at hindi ko magawa...

    Pero kung meron man siguro akong ipagpapasalamat sa mga interviews na un- siguro nga ang experience na makilala ang sarili ko. Nung unang graduate ako, medyo plastik pa ang mga sagot ko- pakiramdam ko lagi akong nagsusuot ng maskara. Pero ng tumagal tagal na rin, nagiging kumportable na rin ako sa pagsuot ng maskara- hanggang sa naisip ko- naging parte na rin ng mukha kong yon ang sinusuot kong maskara, ndi ko na pala siya sinusuot- mukha ko na pala talaga siya.

    Marami rami na rin sa king naibatong mga tanong na medyo nahirapan akong sagutin. Ung bang, todo tingin ka sa mata ng interviewer mo pero nung tinanong niya ung tanong niyang sobra sa pagka cerebral- bigla na lang umikot ang mata mo sa dingding at kisame para doon hanapin ang sagot. Minsan kasi, ang weird ng mga naiisip ng interviewer, ndi mo rin alam kung may rason ba ang mga tanong nila o talagang gusto lang nilang magkalkal ng pagkatao mo.

    eto ang ilan sa mga tanong na medyo tumatak sa utak ko...

    1. KUNG AAKYAT KA SA MOUNT FUJI... will u take it slower or faster?

    Answer: slower po... just to seize the moment. mas maaapreciate mo ang tuktok pag nahirapan ka paakyat... at tsaka isa pa, ang hirap pag dating mo kagad sa tuktok-- kailangan mong matutuhan kung papano bumaba...

    2. WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN "OBSSESSIVE COMPULSIVE" AND "RESPONSIBLE"? SINO KA SA DALAWA?

    Answer: mmm... ung OC po parang OA. Ung responsible, ginagawa lang niya ung sa tingin niya dapat niyang gawin. Pero wala naman pong masama kung magiging OC ka habang nagiging responsable ka e...

    3. IKAW BA TO?

    (titig na titig sa picture ko sa resume tapos biglang titig sa mukha ko)

    Answer: Opo-- ako yan-- wag na kayo magduda-- medyo photogenic lang ako kaya ganyan.. ahehehehe

    4. IF YOU WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE IN THE PAST- where would it be.

    Answer: College life po. Miss ko na po kasi ang video cam...

    5. Q: WHAT MAKES YOU MAD?

    A: if i feel that life is unfair...

    Q: ANO ANG "UNFAIR" PARA SA YO?

    A: wasted efforts

    Q: How can you say na wasted ang efforts mo

    A: < pag po... amm... ano po... am... >

     

     

    Hay,ilan pa kayang mga tanong ang maririnig ko sa buhay ko na mahihirapan akong sagutin... Mmmm...


    guitarist's vibe: hala bira lang...









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    September 19th, 2006
    INTERNET TREASURES

    i played my guitar at [ 09:54 AM ]


    MGA ILAN SA KAYAMANAN NA NAKITA KO SA HARAP NG COMPUTER MONITOR...

    (kinuha ko mula kay bahista- nagulat ako kasi nakalagay pala sa photos niya yung inedit ko na gitara niya)

    kinuha ko kay bahista

     

    (nakita ko naman ito sa primary photo ni lheng. Regalo ko to sa kanya nung birthday niya...)

    lheng's bday

     

     

     

    (eto naman si Poy, hulog ni LORD sa kin... mahirap iexplain pero magkasama kami niyan sa HIRAP ng post graduate.. hayan.. nabuo na rin ang tabulas niya... hulaan niyo kung sino nakaimpluwensiya?)

    poy's tabulas

     

    Ngayon alam niyo na kung bakit ako adik sa computer?!

    May katwiran naman diba?!

     

     










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    September 19th, 2006
    .....

    i played my guitar at [ 07:58 AM ]


    Gusto ko lang mag thank you kay BIG GUY in da SKY sa lahat ng blessings na binibigay NIYA sa kin. Kahit na maraming problema ang pasan ni boreche ngayon, ayos lang dahil alam kong hindi NIYA ko papabayaan. Nasa loob man ako ngayon ng isang giyera laban sa mga kasinungalingan ni satanas,  masaya ako dahil pinili NIYA ako para manatili sa pakikipaglaban. Mahirap maging sundalo para sa KANYA, pero nagkakaroon ng "significance" ang lahat ng problema, giyera at pakikipaglaban dulot ng lubos ng PAGMAMAHAL NIYA.

    "As Christians, our fulfillment in this life depends not on our skills to AVOID life's problems, but on our ability to APPLY God's specific solutions to those problems..." (Search for Significance by Robert S. Mc Gee)










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    September 13th, 2006
    RESIGNATION LETTER

    i played my guitar at [ 08:30 PM ]


    Many people are asking why am I leaving my first job. The reason is very simple, I am NOT happy anymore. I know it is a lousy reason, very unprofessional indeed, but I do not care anymore of losing my reputation or being connoted as unprofessional, all i want now is to be happy. I may have disappointed many people and I should say I have disappointed myself either. I am not even sure if I will find the contentment and happiness on my next job, but I dont care now. I just want the way out of this pressure. I just want to let loose.

    I remembered reading this article about college students who float around after graduation. I have decided till then that I will not be that kind of student. I will not suffer from twenty-something's miscarriages. I promised myself to pursue what I want, try so hard not to float, stand for my decisions and look for positive things on what life has to offer on my way.

    However, things changed when I set foot on the real world of bosses and supervisors. I float. I wander. I should have quitted my job since the fourth week, but because I have this idealistic attitude of being optimistic, I stayed. I didnt want to disappoint other people, my family, friends and colleagues, and even myself. I thought if I accept the reality of unhappiness, I am a quitter. So I move on till the fifth and the sixth week, then, little by little, I started counting the clock, I started doing delaying tactics to kill the time, I started being irresponsible, incompetetive and unprofessional. Worst of all, I started feeling empty within.

    One of my friends told me that I should not put limitations on myself. It means I should always strive for the better and never give up the job but I started taking it as I should not think of this job as my only option, this job is not my limitation, there is other job than this. You see, at the back of my mind I wasn't into this job anymore but at first, I pushed  the thought aside believing that if I entertain the thought of resigning, I have put limitations on myself, I am a loser and a quitter.

    I also realized that pushing the thought of resigning was, in a way, an escape to start another fight. Since giving up on this job means another chapter of being unemployed, job hunting and self-finding. I know life after resigning was darker and steeper but I started seeing it as a better option and bigger challenge rather than seeing it as punishment on being a quitter.

    I realized that dreaming of contentment on my first job is very very very unrealistic! I realized that my promise not to float after graduation is not my destiny.  I may not like it this way, but it is the truth. I should accept that I have to learn the dance of yuppies in a hard way (and I often called myself a dancer- what a shame!).

    Even if this resignation that I am talking about is not yet officially signed by my supervisor, I remain firm on decision. Now- am I being childish? Maybe. But I dont care now so long as I step out of that trap and move on to whatever forrest will I be in- maybe next time will be a better forrest than this..

    And I hope.. this will be the last time I will ever excuse myself about my resignation. (if ever there will be another person who will ask me about this, I will just refer them to this entry. ahihiihi)

    Well then, goodbye to my first job. I just hope you'll activate the resignation faster. I am excited already to move out.

     

     

     


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