All of us want to meet a true friend that we need. But only a few get the chance to meet someone who will stick by us without any doubt.
A true friend is made up of…
Head that thinks rationally about things, never judges and always thinks what is best
Eyes that see the goodness in your soul clearly and accept who you are
Ears that listen to what you have to say without interrupting
Mouth that never speaks ill about you as a person and gives you a handful of advice or scolding whichever you needed
Arms that comfort you during sadness and gives you a hug every time you need it
Hands that hold you tight especially when you are going to have an Arterial Blood Gas test
Heart that loves you purely and true and gives without expecting anything in return
Feet that always go along with you wherever you want to go
Melissa Sy, MD… You’ve come a long way. This one’s for you. I miss you. I would have been a MD like you had not for some circumstance in my life. You go on ahead, I’ll follow. I’ll cheer for your board exam.
Lots of Love,
Jaques
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Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 17, 2008
My Own Sense of Art
Some poems i compose are simply a simple expression of my feelings, thoughts and ideas. It does not necessarily mean I have experienced it or whatever. I just feel like sharing some things. Well here is one:
Make Friends with Shadows
i have longed to feel your touch, to see your smile
and make my wait and life seem worth the while
i longed to talk to you and see you laugh
to make my world survive the tough.
it seems a little crazy to want something like this
to watch while dancing not knowing what to feel
it seems like I'm making friends with shadows
i see you but you'd go away if i ever get near.
I, to be blamed; I, to be laughed at
wishing and hoping you'd feel the same for me
I, to be looked down, to be forgotten
my existence for you will never be significant.
but even then i still smile at the thought
that perhaps even just once I've made a difference
that maybe i had made your life colorful
with my craziness, silliness and most of all
the undying memory i had with you.
And just like that I have shared my deepest thoughts. Something that I haven't done for so long. Something that I always ignore; the other side of me.
i have longed to feel your touch, to see your smile
and make my wait and life seem worth the while
i longed to talk to you and see you laugh
to make my world survive the tough.
it seems a little crazy to want something like this
to watch while dancing not knowing what to feel
it seems like I'm making friends with shadows
i see you but you'd go away if i ever get near.
I, to be blamed; I, to be laughed at
wishing and hoping you'd feel the same for me
I, to be looked down, to be forgotten
my existence for you will never be significant.
but even then i still smile at the thought
that perhaps even just once I've made a difference
that maybe i had made your life colorful
with my craziness, silliness and most of all
the undying memory i had with you.
And just like that I have shared my deepest thoughts. Something that I haven't done for so long. Something that I always ignore; the other side of me.
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