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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Optimistic. Chocolate lover. Sports enthusiast. Walker. Shopaholic. Gerry Butler fanatic. Daughter. Good friend. Bossy. Manipulative. Superb GF. Moody. Fighter. Attentive. A NURSE.</description><title>piwee</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @iampiwee)</generator><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>The #converse #lovers.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/bca6110c223550cc62a0bd2ab260d67e/tumblr_m8mtwopl871rpt03fo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The #converse #lovers.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/29253398229</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/29253398229</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 02:38:04 -0400</pubDate><category>converse</category><category>shoes</category><category>lovers</category></item><item><title>According to bee… The #MBS is really amazing kahit sang angle mo...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4e154691b0b4ae158b1fe6b22cc7faf8/tumblr_m8sogvlF9P1rpt03fo1_r2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to bee… The #MBS is really amazing kahit sang angle mo pa kunan… I couldn’t agree more. (Taken with Instagram)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/29475762445</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/29475762445</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 02:37:16 -0400</pubDate><category>mbs</category><category>singapore</category></item><item><title>North and South</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re a morning kind of person&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Everything is spic and spa&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I could live with all the clutter&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Stay so late at night I can&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I would often think it out loud&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Say whatever&amp;#8217;s on my mind&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You would rather keep your mouth shut&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Leave the details all behind &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You would rather choose to follow&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I would rather lead the play&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I would do it all tomorrow&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You would do it all today&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I just want the nitty-gritty&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You would rather summarize&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Every detail of the story&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That you never emphasize &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You take me just as I am&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;No more, no less, just as I am,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I wanna go right, &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you&amp;#8217;d rather go left&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I wanna go fight,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; you&amp;#8217;d rather be quiet&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I wanna be right, &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you&amp;#8217;d rather be wrong&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I wanna be weak, &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you&amp;#8217;d rather be strong&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Movin&amp;#8217; along, singin&amp;#8217; our song&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Opposites do attract&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Needing each other,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; always together&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Opposites do attract&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50924002895</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50924002895</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 15:04:37 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>poems</category><category>poem</category><category>couple</category><category>opposite attracts</category><category>tuesday</category><category>rizzi</category><category>prose</category><category>tula</category><category>pinay</category><category>pag ibig</category></item><item><title>Itchy Fingers ....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I miss writing…&lt;br/&gt;
Here i am free…&lt;br/&gt;
Here there is ME&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I miss doodling&lt;br/&gt;
Here i am flooded with creativity&lt;br/&gt;
Here there is ME&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I miss reading…&lt;br/&gt;
Where i can explore all possibility&lt;br/&gt;
Where negativity is being ousted by ME&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Itchy Fingers on the loose.&lt;br/&gt;
Writing,&lt;br/&gt;
Doodling&lt;br/&gt;
And you? Reading.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/46720259630</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/46720259630</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 06:19:56 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>boredom</category><category>people</category><category>life</category><category>books</category><category>doodle</category><category>girl</category><category>love</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>14 is for Us... 17 &amp; still counting... Iloveyou</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If I were a painter &lt;br/&gt;
I would paint my reverie &lt;br/&gt;
If that’s the only way for you to be with me &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We’d be there together &lt;br/&gt;
Just like we used to be &lt;br/&gt;
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And I’m dreaming of a place &lt;br/&gt;
Where I could see your face &lt;br/&gt;
And I think my brush would take me there &lt;br/&gt;
But only… &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If I were a painter &lt;br/&gt;
And could paint a memory &lt;br/&gt;
I’d climb inside the swirling skies to be with you &lt;br/&gt;
I’d climb inside the skies to be with you&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/21023658465</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/21023658465</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 06:04:22 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poems</category><category>poet</category><category>poem</category><category>love</category><category>lovers</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>Ironman2 and pangsai</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Busy taking vital signs…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;An SN approached her and said; ” hey can you go down and see the patient in ear clinic? They called just now, they want a staff to stand by her.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She said oK and went to lower level of the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She almost got lost.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;After asking almost 10 people to show her where is the ear clinic she finally got there,.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;a bit tired and sleepy.(blame that big lunch she just devoured in 5 minutes)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She immediately went to the person who called for her, introduced herself and smiled only to find out that she’s about to be scolded over some minor mistake.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;After a while….&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She saw her patient sitting in the wheelchair and smiling sheepishly in the corner of the receiving area.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Hey Mrs. Co, how are you?”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The patient just smiled at her.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She tried again. Then the patient said, “ok lah”.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She tried to make conversation with her but all her efforts were futile, mainly because the patient can’t speak english well. So they resorted in silence.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;They watched the Trailer of IRONMAN 2 in the big screen mounted in the ceiling.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When she almost memorized the leading actor’s lines for it was being continuously played right before their eyes„,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She tried another conversation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;: saw a vendo machine dispensing milo and coffee.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Mrs. Co you want some milo or coffee!?”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“No lah” she said smiling.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;:saw some scattered old newspaper.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“You want me to get something to read for you? A newspaper perhaps?” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Auntie cannot read english lah.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She gave up. Resorted again in silence.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Then suddenly…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Patient: ” MiSsy auntie wants bera, go toilet, pangsai.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Paksyet!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/21370959987</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/21370959987</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:56:13 -0400</pubDate><category>story</category><category>short story</category><category>nurse</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>Istorya ng atchi kang #hoymekeni</title><description>&lt;p&gt;ISTORYA NG ATCHI…ü &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kabug-kabug-kabug &lt;br/&gt;
Ana ning salung pakiput &lt;br/&gt;
King salu na atin lingo&lt;br/&gt;
Dyos’ko bala tin trumpo&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Ing Atchi ene pinatugut &lt;br/&gt;
Kareng lalaki pane nyang maranup&lt;br/&gt;
O aliwa neh ing isipan da &lt;br/&gt;
Ay aliwa pu katawan ing pantuNan na &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Lugud mu naman kanu, &lt;br/&gt;
Ita bang pang fairy tale keng yatu &lt;br/&gt;
Ali na balung alang makanita &lt;br/&gt;
Minasa yapung sobra-sobra &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Bandang talwi ginaga ya &lt;br/&gt;
Uling sawi neh nanaman ing Dara &lt;br/&gt;
Ali ku balu ot makanyan ya &lt;br/&gt;
Sadya nyang tanga kadatang Karela&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Linipas ing aldong masagli &lt;br/&gt;
Oras mu yata ing alti &lt;br/&gt;
Pusu na kinabug ya &lt;br/&gt;
Tuturu Ne ing barkada na.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Ining atchi pipigil ya Bala tutu, &lt;br/&gt;
ali naman naydana! &lt;br/&gt;
Ali na balu nang isipan na&lt;br/&gt;
Makananu ya kayang pacute kaya?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Puso ng malungkot,biglang mesaya&lt;br/&gt;
Medinan yang kule bala kanta &lt;br/&gt;
Medinan yang rhythm bala painting &lt;br/&gt;
Migrambol ya bala kambing &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kabug keng salu ayni neh nanaman &lt;br/&gt;
Siguro uling mikit tana nanaman&lt;br/&gt;
O sya aryan tane ing istORYA ng atchi&lt;br/&gt;
Siguro naman agets na neng koyang ini. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;#cabalen #love #hoymekeni #pinay&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23171127135</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23171127135</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:49:45 -0400</pubDate><category>hoymekeni</category><category>love</category><category>poem</category><category>pinoy</category><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>prose</category><category>poems</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>Im afraid. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am afraid to love, and yet I love you.&lt;br/&gt;
My fear is like a wall I walk right through.&lt;br/&gt;
The wall is there, and yet it doesn’t stop me. &lt;br/&gt;
I need it still, and yet I still need you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know someday we will be in a field&lt;br/&gt;
Surrounded by the blessing of the sky.&lt;br/&gt;
I’ll dance with all the freedom of pure joy, &lt;br/&gt;
Needing you without a reason why.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But now I’m still afraid that I might lose you, &lt;br/&gt;
That you might not accept my desperate need. &lt;br/&gt;
You make me laugh and cry and be complete. &lt;br/&gt;
You are the water and I the desert in need.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23171588194</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23171588194</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:49:05 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>poem</category><category>fears</category><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>poems</category><category>rizzi</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>Uncertainties.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;you, the man i’ve been waiting for.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;to love, cherish and adore&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you, the man i prayed God so hard&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;to be my lover even for just a while.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i love you the minute you held my hand.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i breathe with you instantly when you touched your lips with mine&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i care for you every single day&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and i miss you every time you’re away&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i tried not to show you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;my true self that’s feeling blue&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i tried not to hold you too much&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;because im afraid i’ll strangle you with my love so vast&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;my heart’s beating tonight is fast&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i dont know but i have ruined my night&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i can’t help it if you got me alright&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;heart and soul screams for you not to take a flight&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;im afraid to lose you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;im afraid you’ll find someone better for you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;how can i stop myself from dying?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;when you’re gone i’ll stop breathing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23172106224</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23172106224</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:48:25 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>poem</category><category>sad</category><category>heart</category><category>poet</category><category>poetry</category><category>poems</category><category>rizz</category></item><item><title>Ssssshhhhh GO back to sleeP.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;text messages:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;girl-wanna go out 2nyt?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;boy-nah, i think i’ll stay home nalang…dead tired na eh &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;girl- ok. ill do the same nalang..^^ love love&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;she flipped her phone back to her bag then inhaled deeply… she looked around, looking all those people crowding Mc Donald’s but not really seeing them. she really wanted to see him, she grudgingly convinced herself that he’s really tired from their 6-2 shift. but something is wrong.. something is not right..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;he used to be so “kulit”, used to be sweet and attentive to all her needs, always by her side whenever she needed her… she ate her food quietly, not really tasting that dry burger and soggy fries but what the hell…she can’t just care anymore.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;the familiar bing from the door sounded as if rousing her from deep sleep, a couple came, the guy was tall with fair complexion and ruggy hair his arms comfortably snaking the small back of the girl, a petite , pretty girl wearing a skin thigh dress, what a lovely couple.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;suddenly the guys’ gaze met hers… the girl teary-eyed, silently questioning what she’d done wrong to feel this..the guy silently pleading her to shut up, then walked past her hugging close his petite girl.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;sweaty…screaming…she threw her bed covers…cried really hard….&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;after few minutes she looked around looking that oh so familiar surroundings..her bed damp from her own sweat, a guy was sleeping peacefully beside her…inhale…exhale…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;the guy stirred from his sleep…saw his gf sitting, looking intently at him…he knew she had another of those nightmares…he sat then held her close and said ” shhhhh…it’s not going to happen, i’m not like them, go back to sleep babe.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23172846769</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23172846769</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:45:38 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>goodnight</category><category>short story</category><category>pinay</category><category>dreams</category><category>rizzi</category><category>poet</category><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>story</category></item><item><title>Buhay nars sa Pinas</title><description>&lt;p&gt;2am na,wala na sya’ng pasyente. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Naglinis, nagligpit at siniguradong walang naiwang kalat bago nya pinatay at ni-lock ang kanyang stati0n.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; Dahil sa 2 nyang pasyente kanina naisip nya, di pala talaga biro ang manganak, tama ang sinabi ng mga matatanda na pag nagsisilang ka daw ng bata ang isang paa m0 nakabaon na six feet under.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; Habang papanik napapikit ang babae, said a little prayer thanking God for having a wonderful m0m who never ceased loving and taking care of Her.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; She saw Christina and Izia laughing out loud sa joke na di naman nya maintindihan. She waved at her two friends and promised na babalikan nya ang mga ‘to. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;As she entered an0ther stati0n„, an awful smell assaulted her n0se, sinuot nya ang cute nyang cloth mask na bigay ni Habhie and settled herself to the nearest chair. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kwentuhan, tawanan over s0mething na c0medy-t0xic-c0dey-blue thing that happened to jessa. Halos di sila lahat makarecover pati na si christian and DeBBIE di Mapigil ang impit na tawa.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; habang busy ang mga kasama„,binuksan nya ang chart ng pasyenteng nasa harap nya„, bata, payat, maputla at mukhang weak. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kahit malayo-layo ang kanyang distansya sa mga to,dinig na dinig parin nya ang mahinang iyak at pakiusap nito sa kanyang ama. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;”pa, nagugutom nako.” ,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;”pa, ang sakit-sakit ng tyan ko”, wika ng bata. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pinilit nyang iblangko ang utak, mgbingi-bingihan ngunit nilapitan sya ng Ama,tinan0ng kung maari ng pakainin ang bata. Pinilit nyang ipaliwanag ang kahalagahan ng hindi muna pagkain ng bata at kung an0 ang pros and c0ns nito. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Bagsak ang balikat na bumalik ang ama sa kanyang anak, pinaliwanagan at hinagod nito ang tyan ng bata„ di ko lam kung nawala ang sakit kaya’t nakatulog ito o sa s0brang pagod sa kakasuka’t kakadumi ng dugo kaya’t tuluyan ng kinuha ng antok ang diwa bata.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; lumabas sya…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pinilit kalimutan ang nakita, pilit sinasabi sa sarili na may mas grabe pa sa kanyang nakita,di na bago diba?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; Ngunit hindi„, alam nya sa sarili pag bata ang usapan,bumibigay sya. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23869718452</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/23869718452</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:43:35 -0400</pubDate><category>prose</category><category>story</category><category>poet</category><category>poem</category><category>pinas</category><category>pinay</category><category>nurse</category><category>nars</category><category>bata</category><category>kwento</category><category>istorya</category><category>buhay</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>for 37, the HAPPY-Sometimes-GRUMPY-OLD-DEMENTED-GUY.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Cranky Old Man….&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What do you see nurses? ……What do you see?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What are you thinking .. . when you’re looking at me?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A cranky old man, … …not very wise,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Uncertain of habit .… … . .. with faraway eyes?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Who dribbles his food .. . … . . and makes no reply.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When you say in a loud voice . .’I do wish you’d try!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;‘Who seems not to notice …the things that you do.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And forever is losing … …… A sock or shoe?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Who, resisting or not … … lets you do as you will,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;With bathing and feeding … .The long day to fill?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Is that what you’re thinking?. .Is that what you see?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Then open your eyes, nurse .&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you’re not looking at me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’ll tell you who I am … . .. As I sit here so still,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;As I do at your bidding, .… . as I eat at your will.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’m a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Brothers and sisters .… .. . who love one another&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A young boy of Sixteen … .. with wings on his feet&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Dreaming that soon now …… a lover he’ll meet.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A groom soon at Twenty … ..my heart gives a leap.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;At Twenty-Five, now … . .I have young of my own.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Who need me to guide … And a secure happy home.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A man of Thirty . .… . . My young now grown fast,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Bound to each other …. With ties that should last.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But my woman is beside me . . to see I don’t mourn.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;At Fifty, once more, .. …Babies play ‘round my knee,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Again, we know children … . My loved one and me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Dark days are upon me … . My wife is now dead.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I look at the future … … . I shudder with dread.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;For my young are all rearing .… young of their own.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And I think of the years … And the love that I’ve known.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’m now an old man … … .. and nature is cruel.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’s jest to make old age … … . look like a fool.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour,depart.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There is now a stone … where I once had a heart.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And now and again … . . my battered heart swells&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I remember the joys … . .. . I remember the pain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And I’m loving and living … … . life over again.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I think of the years, all too few …. gone too fast.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And accept the stark fact … that nothing can last.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So open your eyes, people .… . .… open and see.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Not a cranky old man .&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Look closer … . see .. .…. …. . ME!!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;REST in PEACE UNCLE.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;_THE MiSi with a Fence on her TEETH.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/27630392868</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/27630392868</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:35:15 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>love</category><category>nurse</category><category>dementia</category><category>sad</category><category>poems</category><category>letter</category><category>fence</category><category>hospital</category><category>home</category><category>family</category><category>people</category><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>Unhappy thoughts</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s in the midst of this sinking ship&lt;br/&gt;
I lie awake beneath my sea&lt;br/&gt;
Of demons and monster i cannot see.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Lay my hand at the top of my head&lt;br/&gt;
Sink my teeth in that fleshy flesh&lt;br/&gt;
Of burgeoning bubbles of acids please.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Gurgling in drunkness i flee&lt;br/&gt;
Mark my word i’ll fight until you heed&lt;br/&gt;
Of my desires, my need for salvation in deed.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50681396881</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50681396881</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:32:32 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>poem</category><category>desire</category><category>saturday</category><category>needs</category><category>unhappy</category><category>random</category><category>friday</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>The LOVE LeTtER</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s in this morning dew&lt;br/&gt;
I found you&lt;br/&gt;
It’s beneath this glorious sun&lt;br/&gt;
You bask all of you&lt;br/&gt;
It’s within this noise&lt;br/&gt;
I hear you whisper&lt;br/&gt;
It’s the violent touch of my world&lt;br/&gt;
That lead me to you&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Don’t leave&lt;br/&gt;
For you will leave this apathetic me&lt;br/&gt;
Don’t leave&lt;br/&gt;
For this ugly world of mine will sinks with me&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Listen to me&lt;br/&gt;
For i owe this words to you&lt;br/&gt;
Listen hard&lt;br/&gt;
For I love you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50788496435</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50788496435</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 05:31:34 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poem</category><category>poet</category><category>love</category><category>random</category><category>sunday</category><category>rizzi</category></item><item><title>The better half lost.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tonight i won&amp;#8217;t open my eyes&lt;br/&gt;
Tonight will be the last goodbye&lt;br/&gt;
If you can only quench that thirst inside&lt;br/&gt;
Maybe, maybe it will be alright.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The great mind is swimming in vain&lt;br/&gt;
Drowning it&amp;#8217;s multitude of pain&lt;br/&gt;
Swirling in an endless black hole&lt;br/&gt;
Dreaming hard and hard to be whole.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50894675919</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50894675919</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 04:20:36 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>poem</category><category>prose</category><category>love</category><category>sadness</category><category>monday blues</category><category>monday</category><category>pain</category></item><item><title>Gracious Words.: all warnings signs ignored.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://graciouswords.tumblr.com/post/50331915505/all-warnings-signs-ignored"&gt;Gracious Words.: all warnings signs ignored.&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://graciouswords.tumblr.com/post/50331915505/all-warnings-signs-ignored" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;graciouswords&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am oatmeal and raisins,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He ate me for breakfast for about a spoonful then he left me to spoil,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He is a sucker for strawberries and I am plain. I am not enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are more secrets inside my ribs, but my mouth won’t offer them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His ears won’t listen; they are hearing the moans of other…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My own thoughts… reflected.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50814682825</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50814682825</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 08:23:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I’ve been asked by several people what does my ink “Lust For...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/de828be966dbf64d4f609bd4c5a5f272/tumblr_mn1fmqr5ql1rpt03fo1_r2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been asked by several people what does my ink “Lust For Life” means… i tried to answer them with the best explanation i can muster and most of the time i am a failure. And if most people were blinded by the mere word LUST it’s i guess my lack of ability to fully explain it or their inability to delve deeper with the realms of its meaning.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is not originally designed by me nor tattooed in this specific area but nevertheless the words struck me to my core. I NEEDED THIS, I WAS DYING TO HAVE IT INKED IN MY SKIN AS WELL, and so i did.It simply explains the reason i am existing.The infinite desire to live it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My tattoo “Lust fo Life” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Essentially, it means that you really dig it here on Earth, and that you are compelled to absorb and savor every ounce of every experience that constitutes your existence. you want to expose all of life’s pleasures to the fullest. You want to taste all her fruits, bitter and sweet. It means each night you long for the next day. It means too much is never enough, and sleep is inessential, non substantial. Eventually, when you die, hopefully at a very ripe old age, you will be content with the knowledge that you gave it your best shot, you never let your enthusiasm wane, and you never lost your grip on reality&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’m not asking people to fully accept it for i know being criTicized, judged and laughed at is part of this wonderful circle of life.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50800519057</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50800519057</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 07:16:05 -0400</pubDate><category>lust for life</category><category>ink</category><category>inked</category><category>life</category><category>lust</category><category>tattoos</category><category>tattoo</category><category>script tattoo</category><category>text tattoo</category><category>girl</category><category>woman</category><category>desire</category><category>poetry</category><category>poet</category><category>love</category><category>pinay</category></item><item><title>whisperedverse:

prettystuff:

secretedsins


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13,8...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4v90lenFr1r4nnhro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://whisperedverse.tumblr.com/post/50776872226/prettystuff-secretedsins" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;whisperedverse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://prettystuff.tumblr.com/post/32297030463/secretedsins"&gt;prettystuff&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://secretedsins.tumblr.com/post/24106595183/you-are-the-page-the-ink-the-poem"&gt;secretedsins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13,821… Unbelievable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50789056499</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50789056499</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:50:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Dr. House.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b79282e2efa8ec9d7c841611b096d484/tumblr_mmucmum70L1rpt03fo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dr. House.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50493884404</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50493884404</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 09:18:27 -0400</pubDate><category>dr house</category><category>house</category><category>nature</category><category>trees</category><category>love</category><category>earth</category><category>black</category></item><item><title>DERANGED</title><description>&lt;p&gt;BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
Can you hear it?&lt;br/&gt;
BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
Do you feel it?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There’s something within&lt;br/&gt;
Something that’s weighing in&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
Hoping you’ll see it&lt;br/&gt;
BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
And taste the pain in it&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There’s something within&lt;br/&gt;
Something that’s struggling to get out within&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
A small voice you’ll surely hear&lt;br/&gt;
BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
A sole violent touch will soothe the tear&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;BEEP-BEEP&lt;br/&gt;
BEEP-BEEP&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Its fighting to be seen&lt;br/&gt;
That vengeance that’s been lashing My sanity within&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50427074284</link><guid>http://iampiwee.tumblr.com/post/50427074284</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:45:17 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>sinister</category><category>dark</category><category>revenge</category><category>poet</category><category>silent</category><category>deranged</category></item></channel></rss>
