Anonymous Love Letter for Secret Loves

a love letter

Dear A,

Hi, it's me and in the hopeless longing for something to fill my mind, I suddenly remember you. Remember seems to be the wrong word to use, for the truth is, your memory never left me. For quite some time now, you are constantly a part of my consciousness. I am always wondering where you are, what you are doing, and who are you with (agonizing) or what is on your mind (wishing to high heavens, I am there).

Well, let us say I have been somehow hoping but with eyes wide open so I am no longer expecting. As they say, "It hurts to expect too much." Especially to a person you may never see again.

By this time, I guess I have finally accepted the fact that you will not be coming back. Well, I am still hoping to  see you again, but I think I have to start dismissing the possibility that there can be anything deeper between us.

For me, you will remain just that. A once upon a time friend (?), acquaintance, and love interest (uh oh!).

After all, the feeling of pain and slight bitterness is still not enough for me to regret ever known you. You are one person who made me real happy once in my life and I will always be grateful for that.

I don't care if what you had shown is genuine or not, or maybe everything is simply a product of my imagination. Smiles and laughter come by hard these days and the happiness you made me feel refreshed my withered and lonely soul.

Once upon a time, you made me feel whole and special. How I wish we have been given time to get to know each other better.

But still, there are dreams we create and realities we have to face. For me now, it is the painful realization of a life ahead without you, of a love lost, and of a seemingly endless debate within of what could have been.

Some may wonder why I even have to go through all this when there has never been us. I myself wonder but I can never explain. For I don't want to question the mysteries of love. 

Weird as it may sound, I am enjoying the pain. And why? Why do I want to prolong the pain? How come I am no rushing to forget? It is because I do not want to forget or forget that quick. The pain is actually an assurance that you are still the one, that my feelings for you still exist. 

As with the rules of nature, I know that however intense the feelings I have for you now, all of this will most likely fade. I may even start wondering what I ever saw in you and what made it so difficult to let go. That moment will be like an awakening from a deep slumber. And I dread that day. Right now, I cannot imagine myself totally over you.

I started this letter looking for a way out and it seems like I cannot stop. I do not know to end this just as I do not know how I would like our end to be.

Yet amidst the confusion and bitterness, I chose to end this letter in a calm mind and a happy heart. With a vow to remain strong, I am letting you go. In all sincerity, I am wishing you the very best. And I hope that even just for a while, even if it is seems impossible, you will at least remember me with fondness...

Edgar Allan Poe's A Dream Within a Dream.

A Dream Within a Dream

by  Edgar Allan Poe

I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand-

How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep- while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?

The Rainbow Fish by Marcus Pfister

The Rainbow Fish By Marcus Pfister

Far out in the sea lived a fish. No ordinary fish however. He was the most beautiful fish in the entire ocean. His scales shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow.

The other fish admired his colourful scales and called him Rainbow Fish. “Come on, play with us, Rainbow Fish But Rainbow Fish was proud and swam past them.

A little blue fish swam along behind him. “Rainbow Fish,wait for me! Please give me one of your glittering scales. They are so beautiful and you have so many.”

“Give you one of my scales? What are you thinking of?” cried Rainbow Fish. “Get away from me!” Shocked, the little blue fish swam away.

Still excited, he told his friends about it.  From then on, nobody wanted anymore to do with Rainbow Fish. They turned away when he swam past them.

What use were Rainbow Fish’s beautiful scales if they were no longer admired by anyone? Now he was the loneliest fish in the entire ocean. One day he poured out his troubles to the starfish. “I’m so beautiful. Why doesn’t anyone like me?”

In a cave behind the coral reef lives the wise octopus. Perhaps he can help you,” the starfish advised him.

Rainbow Fish found the cave. It was very dark here. He could hardly see anything. Then suddenly he saw two glowing eyes.

“I have been expecting you,” said the octopus in a deep voice. “The waves have told me your story. Listen to my advice: give every fish one of your glittering scales. Then you may not be the most beautiful fish in the ocean, but you will be happy again..”

“But…” Rainbow Fish began to say, but the octopus had already disappeared into a dark cloud of ink. Give away my scales? My beautiful glittering scales,? thought Rainbow Fish.  “Never! No! How could I be happy without them?

Suddenly he felt the light touch of a fin. The little blue fish was back! “Rainbow Fish, please, don’t be angry.  Please give me one of your glittering scales, a small one” Rainbow Fish hesitated. A very very small scale, he thought. Why not? I will hardly miss it.

Rainbow Fish carefully pulled off the very smallest of his glittering scales. Here, I’ll give you this one. But now leave me in peace.

“Thank you! Thank you very much!” burbled the little blue fish excitedly. You are kind, Rainbow Fish. Rainbow Fish felt quite strange. He watched the little blue fish for a long time as he swam away happily through the water with his glittering scale, turning this way and that.

The little blue fish darted through the water with his glittering scale. Soon, Rainbow Fish was surrounded by other fish. All of them wanted to have a glittering scale. Rainbow Fish shared out his scales and he felt happier and happier as he did so. Finally Rainbow Fish had only one glittering scale left. He had given away all the others. And he was happy, happier than he had ever been.

“Come on Rainbow Fish, come and play with us!” called the others.

“I’m coming,” said Rainbow Fish and went happily with the other fish.

OPM Love Song - Harana by Parokya Ni Edgar English Translation

Check out the English translation of this popular Tagalog and OPM love song from Parokya Ni Edgar

Harana (Serenade)
by Parokya ni Edgar

Is serenade still a thing?
You may be wondering
Who is this fool
Stumbling in an effort to sing
And sounding off-key with fright 

He even brings roses
Yet clad in faded jeans 
  And the whole gang is here 
Dressed to the nines
Wearing traditional polo
Belting out a song
to beat minus-ones and sing-alongs 

A sky full of stars
And the wind's blowing cold
I get lost in your stare, my dear 

In this song of mine
I really hope you'd like
Pouring my heart out 
In this simple serenade for you. 

Isn’t this like a movie scene?
A romantic movie
Aren’t you the lead star? 
And I happen to be the leading man
In a story that ends in true love.

A sky full of stars
And the wind's blowing cold
I get lost in your stare, my dear
 

In this song of mine
I really hope you'd like
Pouring my heart out
 In this simple serenade for you.

Harana (Tagalog lyrics, original version)
by Parokya ni Edgar

Uso pa ba ang harana

Marahil ikaw ay nagtataka

Sino ba 'tong mukhang gago

Nagkandarapa sa pagkanta

At nasisintunado sa kaba

Mayron pang dalang mga rosas

Suot nama'y maong na kupas

At nariyan pa ang barkada

Naka-porma naka-barong

Sa awiting daig pa ang minus one at sing-along

Puno ang langit ng bituin

At kay lamig pa ng hangin

Sa 'yong tingin ako'y nababaliw giliw

At sa awitin kong ito

Sana'y maibigan mo

Ibubuhos ko ang buong puso ko

Sa isang munting harana

Para sa'yo

Di ba parang isang sine

Isang pelikulang romantiko

Di ba't ikaw ang bidang artista

At ako ang 'yong leading man

Sa istoryang nagwawakas

Sa pag-ibig na wagas

Puno ang langit ng bituin

At kay lamig pa ng hangin

Sa 'yong tingin ako'y nababaliw giliw

At sa awitin kong ito

Sana'y maibigan mo

Ibubuhos ko ang buong puso ko

Sa isang munting harana

Para sa 'yo

Inspiring and Anonymous One-Liner Quotes About Life And Love

Above all else, guard your affection for they influence everything else in your life.

A hug is better than all the theology in the world

As long as you find pleasure in life's simple joys, you'll never be lonely.

Ask why until you understand.

Your mind is a terrible thing to waste.

Exit the room with your pride.

Each day is a little life. Make the most of it.

Expect miracles.

Life will sometimes hand you a magical moment. Savor it.

Live small, but always, always dream big dreams.

Life is the best teacher.

Love is work in action.

What's certain is uncertain.

You have to be first , best, or different.

There is a God.

Inspiring Video - Listen by Joshua Ortiz

For some boost of inspiration, check out this short film by Joshua Ortiz which is HBO’s Project Greenlight Winner for Most Unique Short Film. 

 Listen by Joshua Ortiz

 How you react to failure would determine whether you’re a
quitter or a winner 

And I promise you -- If you do what you love and you never give up,
 you’ll realize that failure doesn’t mean you lost
It’s just a reminder to get back up
And If you have the courage to try again,
you already won

Greetings and Messages for Anniversary

Life has been so much happier the moment I met you

So happy to continue our journey to forever

Best wishes on our anniversary

May our love continue to bloom

more beautiful than ever

Happy Anniversary

Heartwarming Birthday Greetings

I may fill your day with cakes and treats

but nothing can be sweeter than a smile from you

Have an awesome birthday! 

Just so you know, 

your presence makes the world a better place

Happiest Birthday!

What an awesome day this is
for today,  a cool, awesome, and gorgeous person is born
Happy Birthday!

Phil. Lit Poems by Patalinjug, Deriada, etc.

IN DEFENSE OF YOUNG MEN WHO ARE LAUGHED AT BECAUSE THEY INSIST They ARE POETS ALTHOUGH THEY HAVEN’T WRITTEN ANYTHING BUT SIGNS

By: Ricardo I. Patalinjug

The young who let their souls wail on walls

Are poets too, frantic for recognition.

Signs are poems: gaping wounds to fondle.

Latest vintage architecting syllables,

Native strangers alienated from the womb.

The young who let their souls wail on walls

Challenge the wisdom of proud wrinkles

What dwell within the crevices of destitution?

Signs are poems:gaping wounds to fondle.

Fresh as headlines, these signs. A cool

Deviation from what old poets have spawned.

The young who let their souls wail on walls

Advertise the cold fever of their souls.

Reach out. Loneliness is a corroding venom

And signs are poems: gaping woumds to fondle.

Poets are their poems, of that there’s no trouble.

And what is written demands rapt attention.

The young who let their souls wail on walls

Imply: signs are poems: gaping wounds to fondle

I Vialed the Universe

By: Leoncio P. Deriada

I vialed the universe

And laughed at the concentrated Gods.

But the genie escaped with His halo of riddles.

I pondered anew and unslept.

Thought were strange with the strangeness of new towns.

Thoughts were as vast as the unvialed god.

I could not bottle or battle Him.

There: I saw Him mark in the matutinal mist.

I surrendered.

Change

By: G. Burce Bunao

Things change:

No longer do I,

Recovering from the shock

Of a huge branch falling

At my feet,

No longer do I

Cower in fear,

No longer run to my altar

In the woods,

The fire of prayer in my mouth.

No longer between my teeth

Te tremble, the I have offended.

Newton as a habit of centuries

Inhabits my skull; I know

Of gravity

And rot—

And no longer

Does a falling tree frighten me

The Rural Maid

By: Fernando M. Maramag

1

Thy glance sweet maid, when first we met,

Has left a heart that aches for thee,

I feel the pain of fond regret---

Thy heart, perchance is not for me.

2

We parted: though we met no more,

My dreams are dreams of thee, fair maid;

I think of thee, my thoughts implore

The hours my lips on thine are laid.

3

Forgive these words that love impart,

And pleading, bare the poet’s breast;

And if a rose with thorns thou art,

Yet on my breast that rose may rest.

4

I know not what to name thy charms,

Thou art half human, half divine;

But if I could hold thee in my arms,

I know both heaven and earth were mine

After a While Poem by Veronica Shoffstall

After a While
by Veronica A. Shoffstall

 

After a while

You learn the subtle difference between holding a hand

and chaining a soul

And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning

and company doesn’t mean security

And you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts

and presents are not promises

And you begin to accept your defeat

with your head up and eyes open

with the grace of an adult, not a grief of a child

After a while you learn that sunshine burn if you get too much

so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul

instead of waiting for someone to give you flowers

And you learn that you really can endure

that you really are strong

and you really do have worth