SOCIAL MEDIA

Showing posts with label My Works. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Works. Show all posts

Friday, July 19, 2013

Voluminous Weakness

Voluminous Weakness

--Flordeliz Fullo

In this new door I entered, there is a large mighty tree
It has strong built with colorful leaves of wisdom
I was a savage little grass flower sprouted as you see
The shades of that tree supported me giving me freedom.

In a world of new things I am not sure I could survive
There you are giving me a hand making me feel alive
Your wisdom waters my tiny stem to firmly stand
You might be mixed up but you are a gem of the land

Day by day your extravagance weakens me
Those strong branches of you feel so hard to climb on
Stubborn, I am, for I feel nearly lost to losing on your shade
I want to feel you sway again but I am faint and afraid

Please forgive me for this flaccidness in me
It might not matter to you but now you matter to me the most
This tension of conflicting battles deep inside
I am still tugging these clashing things I have to set aside.

Meeting you once in a lifetime made me learn
You are one of the strongest and brightest trees of your kind
Thankful, I am to have witness your wit and charm

My apology for everything, this waywardness made me blind.

Turning Back

Running in the middle of nowhere
Not knowing the direction, I am lost.
Seeing those enchanted stars yet no one is there
Oblivion and strange emptiness in everywhere

In this forever-like and exhausting journey of escape
Sudden impulses and temptation of looking back with gape
Destroying tiny fragments I tried to glue
Shattering my heart once more to becoming blue

This waywardness from weaknesses protrudes my desires
In spite of my other protesting convulsive sides
Seeing him not knowing me anymore with bliss

This old person in me gnaws in twist.


About The Poem:

Once in our lives, we become stupid never minding our pride, we look back into things which had make us happy. We are fools of our own confinement because we have loved and as tragic as things may seem, we will never forget that moment in our lives when we gave everything. Turning back is difficult, they say only strong people are those who won't look back but maybe it is our hearts. Recently, I tried to look back and I saw the world which I am not existing anymore, the world that became my world once, it shattered me. From that moment, I promised myself to never ever look back and continue running along this rocky journey. Soon I will find happiness, I decided to just keep on running even my feet are sore and my breath is short, maybe someday, someday, God will give me what I deserve or the one meant for me.

--Flordeliz Fullo

Friday, May 18, 2012

Sketching a Wedding Gown with Charcoal Pencil



Since I was a child, I was fond of drawing clothing designs especially gowns and it was my lifetime hobby to draw and express my feelings in them. My favorite medium is charcoal pencil because I'm fond of creating dramatic shadows. Earlier this morning, the fashion designer-wanabee in me just made use of my old charcoal pencil and sketchpad in my room and sketched some sort of a wedding dress. The design is simple and what makes its special are those cabbage roses in the waistline which represents my love for flowers.