Monthly Archives: March 2016

People Stay. People Leave.



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People stay, people leave
What would the two of us end up to be?
Would we stay to wait and see?
Or would we leave to explore and be free?

People stay, people leave
What would the two of us choose to be?
Would we be together for eternity?
Or would we be separated permanently?

People stay, people leave
What would they leave us to be?
Would they leave us whole, body and soul?
Or would they leave us scattered and foul?

People stay, people leave
What would the state of our mind be?
Would we find peace and harmony?
Or would we find wreckage and agony?

People stay, people leave
What would our hubris be?
Would we remain to be in superiority?
Or would we turn to be the notorious entity?

People stay, people leave
What would the fate unfold to thee?
Would it be fame and ecstasy?
Or would it be obscurity and misery?

People stay, people leave
Whatever choice we choose to keep
Will say what we will end up to be:
A man of prosperity or a man of poverty.

© Thy Hephzibah 2016


Two People Stand and Wait


Two people stand and wait
From opposite poles they stay
In every waking hour of the day
In every turns and cycles of the earth.

Two people stand and wait
With each passing day,
They wait and wait.
When will their waiting comes to its end?

Two people stand and wait
For the time of the day they will meet;
For the time of their hour to be still;
To capture the moment they wanted to steal.

For this time of the day
They both stop, to say:
“Seize the day!”
Both walk to each other’s nigh.




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Bakit ka pa nagbalik sa buhay kong ito?
Kung sarili mo’y di pa rin buo at totoo?
Nais mo bang ako ang sa iyo’y magbuo?
Upang ang puso mo’y kailanman’y di na magdurugo?

Di man lang ba nasagi sa isipan mo?
Itong iyong ginagawa ay ikadudurog ko?
Di man lang ba nasagi sa isipan mo?
Ang iyong hangad ay pansariling kaligayahan mo?

Di ba mahalaga ang nararamdaman ko?
Na sa iyong pagbabalik ay paglalaruan mo ako?
Muling pupukawin at pag-aalabin ang damdamin ko?
Ngunit sa huli’y muli’y dagliang iiwanan mo?

O kay hangal naman ng puso ko
Na sa tuwina’y ikaw pa rin ang iniisip ko!
Naghahangad na pagdating ng tamang panahon
Ikaw’y magbabago at magpapakatotoo.

Iiwanan ang pansariling hangarin
Upang wagas na pagmamahal iyong matamo
Subalit ako’y tumatangis, nalulungkot para sa iyo.
‘Pagkat hanggang ngayo’y walang nagbago sa iyo.

Di ko na hinahangad na ako’y iyong paglaanan
Pagsinta mo noon na aking inaasam
‘Pagkat pagal na ang puso kong sa iyo’y maghintay pa rin —
Hintaying pagbabago’y makakamtam mo rin.

Kung dumating man ang takdang panahon na iyon
Alam kong wala na ako sa tabi mo
‘Pagkat ngayon pa lang kita’y nais ng pakawalan
Tuluyang limutin, palayain na ang puso ko.

Di dahil sa mahal kita, kundi dahil sapat na
Ang pagmamahal at pagmamalasakit sa iyo’y aking inilaan.
Sapat na ang damdaming sa iyo’y aking ibinahagi.
Sapat na ang mga salitang sa aki’y namutawi.

Ngayon, panahon naman na sarili ko ang aking mahalin.
Tama na muna ang iba ang aking paglaanan ng pansin.
Ito na ang panahon na buhay ko naman ang ayusin.
Upang pagdating mo buong ako’y maaalay ko sa iyo.

Ang bagong ako, may lamat ma’y alam mong iyong-iyo.
May lamat man, alam mong buo at totoo.
Kaya kang mahalin ng aking buong pagkatao.
At ang masasabi ko lamang sa iyo…

Mahal ko, salamat sa pagtanggap sa nasirang ako.
Mahal ko, salamat sa pagtanggap sa kasalukuyang ako.
Mahal ko, salamat sa pagtanggap sa magiging ako.
Mahal ko, salamat sa pagtanggap sa buong ako.

© Thy Hephzibah 2016

To Be Owned By You



Photo by Nikki Soto. Retrieved from Google Images.

To be owned by you means to be able to grow in untoiled soil.
To be owned by you means to be able to stand the strongest storm.
To be owned by you means to be able to be free from the shackles of life.
To be owned by you means to be able to be ‘me’ in spite of all the corruption in the world.

To be owned by you means to be able to achieve the best that I can be.
To be owned by you means to be able to face my fears with all bravery.
To be owned by you means to be able to accept any forms of reality.
To be owned by you means to be able to love unconditionally.

To be owned by you means to be able to express myself more.
To be owned by you means to be able to share myself more.
To be owned by you means to be able to see the world in multicolor.
To be owned by you means to be able to enjoy the deafening silence.

© Thy Hephzibah 2016




You are a star too far to reach;

In the vast sky I dare only to seek;

To see your light shine above me even at a glimpse;

Gives me delight now that I can speak

Oh distant star, tonight I only want;

Is for you to cast your light;

Twinkle for me in the dark and give me a sign;

As for what this feeling might be like.

I know how insane this thought might sound

But I fear that I might be falling out of love

As the days we spent every night

Comes closer and closer to its nigh.

© Thy Hephzibah 2016



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You told me words I couldn’t believe;

Told me those are truths you perceived;

Asked me why I couldn’t believe;

And told you the truth I just couldn’t see.

Again, you asked me how I couldn’t see

Something as real as I can be;

Am I a blind who doesn’t see?

Or someone who just chooses not to see?

© Thy Hephzibah 2016

Life is Worth Living.


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Too many literary, auditory, visual, and audio-visual works have already been made to express, elucidate, and present what life means — why life is worth living for. That it having varied and diverse medium of presenting to the people, started to diminish it’s real essence. It has become a common word, concept, or topic that people do not really give much attention to the core of life — to the core of their lives.

People have been too preoccupied with the worldy things; even bombarded with the mountainous tasks in their respective fields that thinking how they should be living their lives are already being set aside. They started to act like machines, following only the orders that are programmed in their system. They started to become slaves of time which in reality, must be otherwise.

People are put to the extreme pressures their working spheres and people surrounding them have bequeathed. These things made them feel that good was never enough. It MUST always be perfect. These things made them want to achieve MORE just for the merits of recognition and acceptance in our flawed society. They always felt the need to go with the flow of things that to contradict it would mean more pains and hurts to resist. It is a thing that to do so would require so much energy and motivation that they almost always wanted to give in, just for the sake of being free from the burdens of suffering.

That nowadays, so many people are thinking of killing themselves just to escape the pressures the society has pressed upon them. But really, is killing yourselves a viable option? Aren’t doing so only proves that one is a coward? One only run away from it but the problem is not really addressed. One just escaped from it but NEVER face it.

To face the problems especially one’s fears means one is being strong. Doesn’t a person want that for oneself? I know people might say that these things are easily said rather than done. Yes, I know because I have listened to the many stories of my closest friends who have thought of doing so. That it just pains me deeply in my heart that because of these norms in the society, it made them to think to do such unforgivable acts at the stake of their lives.

I always plead them to change their mindset. Everyday I make it to a point to ask them how they are doing? how they are coping? Have they found another motivation? I tried every words and means to convince them; to make them realize that they are loved, valued, appreciated by their family and friends. To say whatever things just to put a stop to their recurring thoughts of death. But my approach seemed to be worthless. I  believe that it is even not convincing. My attempt was futile.

They already know these things. They’re not dumb people who need constant reminding of the good things life has brought in their lives. What I believe are the things that they need is another person’s company; another person’s genuine love; another person’s understanding. They need someone who is willing to help them not judge them. They need someone who will listen to them and not criticize them. Let them tell you their sufferings. Be their comfort and shield in this harsh and crooked world. Be their strength.

Also, always offer the problems to the Lord Almighty, for by prayer and petition, a great change will happen. As the Lord has said:

“So do not fear, for I am with you’ do no be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” – NIV Isaiah 41:10

What the Lord God only asks from us is our TRUST (Psalms 56:3 “When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.”) — to surrender our lives to him for he is our creator and He knows what is best for us. More importantly, He knows the reason of our sufferings. He alone can reveal what these seasons/stages mean in our lives. He is the ONLY ONE who can reveal it AT THE RIGHT TIME.


There is time for everything,

and season for every activity under the heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die,

a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,

a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,

a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

a time to search and a time to give up,

a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,

a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,

a time for war and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV




Let’s get things right.

I have been creating blogging sites for years already. But nothing seems to be right.

There has always been this feeling of incompleteness. There has always been this feeling of emptiness. It’s like something is lacking. But I could not really grasp what is that ‘something’ I am missing.

Not until this time…

I used to write blogs just for the fun of it. For self-gratification, yes, maybe I did. For people’s recognition — Oh boy, I really did. I tried to look at my stats on how much my blogs could get viewed by other netizens. But unfortunately, I failed. The visits were at its minimum. And I thought back then, maybe, I was not interesting enough. I thought I was not really mature enough to compete with the number of talented, creative, and clever minds over the internet. Furthermore, I thought I do not have the writer’s skills to start with which made me sadder.

However, my family and closest friends proved me wrong. They made me believe about the possibility that my voice can be heard even with these millions of users around the world. I definitely have something to say! Maybe not that intellectually crafted as most of them did, but something that I will be able to give my point — my stand as a free individual. Who doesn’t want to have such privilege?

And with this blogging site, I am taking my stand, putting forth my beliefs and will to be a genuine person with the right intention to serve a certain cause.

Yours truly,

Thy Hephzibah