From Leia's Beautiful Mind

This is a creepy/horror poem I just wrote.  I got inspired from reading Gothic novellas from the 19th century.  So here goes.  I hope you like it. Dear, I write to you to inform you of my demise. You may have heard the news from a friend that I had passed- my life sufficed. (Or have you?  You never cared enough to bother while I lived.) You made me so blue I cut myself when I think of you. One day soon, very soon, you will beg I'll carve my name on your leg So that you'll never ever forget the day you decided that I'm your pet - I'll make you regret. Yes I'm already dead my dear, Though I cannot rest for I want you near. I love you - always have, always will... Whilst I know this is a love to kill. Quick! See who is at the door knocking Don't try to run I'm outside waiting.... from Leia's beautiful mind to my Dearest... 06/30/12

This was a script I wrote almost for a stage play three years ago. This is in Ilonggo/Hiligaynon language and I want to share it with you. Plot Summary: Alyana or “Yana”, a girl who believes she is locked inside a psychiatric hospital who claims that she is not actually insane and was placed there by her parents to separate her from her lover whom they do not approve of.  Inside the hospital, she meets the patients with different stories to share about how they ended up there.  She also converses with the doctor and the nurses trying to persuade them that she is not crazy and to let her out. Once, a patient went ballistic and started to pick a fight with Yana until she fainted.  When she woke up, she sees that she is not confined in a mental hospital but is in her own bedroom.  Thus, revealing that Yana is in fact, insane.  She has been talking with inanimate objects in her room seeing them as patients.  The doctor and the nurses are actually h...

Once upon a time, there was a bird.  He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers.  In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him. One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him.  She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement, her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement.  She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two traveled across the sky in perfect harmony.  She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird. But then she thought: He might want to visit far off mountains!  And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.  And she felt envy, envy for the bird's ability to fly.   And she felt alone. And she thought: "I'm going to set a trap.  The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again."  The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell in...

 Okay. So let me explain my absence from the blogging world. Sickness galore aketch!  I just had an eye surgery yesterday.  The doctor had to remove the infection in one of my eyes.  Eww! I know right?  I learned one thing and I hope you'll learn from this too: NEVER TAKE A STY (in vernacular: "timos timos") LIGHTLY.                                                   Medical term: Hordeolum (Sty) When the term "timos timos" comes to mind, teasing usually follows. "Hala sin-o gin ling-ling mo?"  Believe me, I wish I had someone to peep at. That would have made my sty worth all the trouble. LOL Anyway there is no truth to this and for your information a sty results from blocked glands within the eyelid. When t...