#by plaincreamdot

[angsulatnieli]

19 AUGUST 2020

Para kay M,

Hindi ko akalaing mayroon pala akong mga salitang gustong paulit-ulit na iparating sa iyo. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit nga ba sinusulatan kita ngayon bagaman hindi naman tayo personal na magkakilala. Nakakatawang isipin na pasasalamatan kita para sa mga bagay na wala namang kabuluhan sa totoong mundong ginagalawan natin ngunit maikokonsidera kong napakahalaga para sa akin.

Nababanggit ko na rin naman ito noong mga nakaraang buwan sa tuwing magkikita tayo sa isang mundong buhay lamang para sa iilan. Salamat. Isang salitang nangangahulugan ng napakalalim. Isang katagang nagagalak at nagbibigay-pugay. Hindi man tayo lubusang at buong magkakilala ay nagpapasalamat pa rin ako sa napakabuti mong pakikitungo.

Isa ka sa mga estranghero sa buhay ko na masasabi kong hindi ko pinagsisisihang makasalubong. Napakababaw man ng leksiyon na naituro mo sa akin, malaki pa din ang naging parte mo sa istorya ko. Isa kang 'kaibigan' na hindi ko naman hinihingi pero dumating. Kaya naman maraming salamat.

Salamat sa pagsama sa'kin sa isang lugar kung saan maaari tayong maging bayani ng mga sarili nating buhay kahit na ito ay isang panandaliang libangan lamang. Kung sino ka man at nasaan ka man, gusto ko sanang malaman ang iyong katotohanan kung mamarapatin ng pagkakataon. Sa ngayon, lagi kang mag-iingat at sana sa araw na muli tayong magkita, sana maging totoo na tayong magkaibigan.

Salamat, M!

Hanggang sa muli,

Eli

[plaincreamdot]

Rain rain don't go away: Percentage Chance of Raining

The rainy season is here. My mother calls me. “Do you have your umbrella?” You should’ve brought it. “Do you at least wear your jacket?” You know you easily get cold. “How about your cap?” It is your favorite accessory. She knows every detail and would remind you every single day. “Don’t go against the rain or you would be sick.” You checked the weather and there’s no chance of raining. Not today. But still, you would always have those keep inside your things. The wind blows hard. It might rain later.

[re-writing-h]

Simple anwer

RULES: simply answer the following 21 questions and then tag 21 (or however many) people you’d love to get to know more!

Tagged by @forsaken-leo

name/nickname: I use my initials Re.H so it’s also my nickname here. If we talk a lot, I can tell more

zodiac sign: Libra

height: -

hogwarts house: Ravenclaw

last thing I googled: Google translator. A black opal   

favorite musician/s: Very variable. There is Miracle of Sound, Brunuhville and Nomy about Nightwish, Scorpions and  Shakira etc.

last song I listened to: -Music Inspired by The life and Times Of Scrooge, written and produced by Tuomas Holopainen and a song name is The Last Sled. 

Song stuck in my head: Look up.

followers: 25

following: 106

amount of sleep: Maybe 7-8 h 

lucky number: I haven’t any

what I’m wearing: T-shirts and a shorts

dream job: A writer doesn’t sound bad.

dream trip: “Around the world”- trip

favorite food: Macaroni and fried minced meat mixed together. 

instruments: I played kantele when I was younger but I stopped.

languages: Native language Finnish. English and Swedish is okey and a few word different others language e.g. the style phrases; “Hi, goodbye and thank you”

favorite song/s: Moonlight Shadows - Mike oldfield, Nate themes 2.0 - Greg Edmonson, Daily- Rival, Cadmium, Jon Becker. There’s many others songs but this some.

random fact: I own (the steel pen nibs) quill pen and I can write it.

aesthetic: Check this 

People I’d like to get to know more about: @kaatiba @caz-writes @plaincreamdot @liesofbooklamora @humanslikeme  and everyone else who want to do this

(About you who I tagged. Do if you want or ignore.) 

[angsulatnieli]

Sino si Eli?

Si Eli ay isang taong nabibigo sa buhay ngunit nagtatagumpay din paminsan-minsan.

Si Eli ay isang pakiramdam na hindi pa nabibigyan ng pangalan at naipapakita ng hayagan.

Si Eli ay isang istorya na naghihintay maisalaysay at mapakinggan.

Si Eli ay isang sulat na hindi pa naipaparating sa dapat patunguhan.

Si Eli ay ako, maaari ding ikaw at maaari ding kahit sino o ano pa man.

At si Eli ay napadaan lang at hindi rin magtatagal gaya ng ibang bagay.

[angsulatnieli]

13 AUGUST 2020

Para kina R at E,

Maraming salamat. Mga katagang hindi ko madalas nababanggit pero gustung-gusto maiparating. Hindi man ako ang taong hinahangad ninyo nitong mga nakalipas na panahon, alam kong kahit paano'y nagagalak pa rin kayo sa aking pagdating.

Hindi tayo ang pakahulugan ng salitang 'perpekto' ngunit alam nating ang bawat isa ay isang mahalagang parte ng kabuuan. May mga pagkakataong hindi tayo nagkakaintindihan at minsa'y humahantong sa puntong hindi nagkikibuan, nangingibabaw pa din ang ating pagkakaisa at ang pag-unawa kahit na maraming pagkakaiba.

Kaya naman, ako'y nagpapasalamat at patuloy na magpapasalamat para sa lahat ng bagay. Isa kayong malaking leksyon sa buhay ko at isa sa mga piraso na bumubuo ng aking pagkatao.

Maraming maraming salamat sa inyo!

Hanggang sa muli,

Eli

[angsulatnieli]

11 AUGUST 2020

Para sayo na nagbabasa nito,

Kumusta ka? Salamat at nakarating ka. Salamat sa pagbabasa. Ang mga liham na mababasa mo ay komposisyon ng mga pag-iisip na hindi naihatid sa kanilang mga patutunguhan. Mga salitang hindi masabi sa mga padadalhan. Mga sulat na maaaring para sa mga taong tulad mo, tulad ko mismo at mga taong hindi pa nagagawi sa lugar na ito. Inaasahan ko ang buong puso mong pag-unawa sa iyong mga mababasa sa mga susunod pang pahina. Salamat sa pagdaan mo rito.

Hanggang sa muli,

Eli

[plaincreamdot]

Rain rain don’t go away:Tropical Depression

The rain is heavy. It makes us crazy. Took off our coats and started dancing. It was cold but we endured it. Warmed our bodies by the way we’re touching. Hugs and kisses, we all get flirty. It was sexy and liberating. Thought we can’t do it. A bizarre sensation as the rain drops lightly. And we began laughing. It wasn’t funny, we just badly like it. Wishing it would rain hard once more so we can do everything.

[plaincreamdot]

Rain rain don’t go away

Rainy days are coming. Remember when they used to say, Not to play under the rain. “You could catch a cold. It would make you sick. So, take cover when it poured.” Rainy days are coming. No one’s reminding you now. You start to care less. You tend to forget. You begin to like the rain. Rainy days are coming. You have always thought of the noise, the smell, the temperature. With hot chocolate and the comfort of your bed, snoozing off until you fall asleep. It is cold but somehow it gives you warmth. Rainy days are coming. The rain is pouring. Someone told you, “I like it, the rain. I want it, the taste of bitter and sweet. I love it, as much as I love you.” He grabbed your hand, spins you around, caressed your cheeks and hugged you gently. Rainy days are coming. They say, “Keep your umbrella. Bring some raincoat, a jacket and a cap.” But never mind them, July is here and the rest of the months. The rain is falling. Enjoy it, feel it, dance along with it because now, you love the rain more than ever.

[plaincreamdot]

Rain rain don’t go away: Exiting the area of responsibility

The rain stopped. The season is ending. We are in our last days. We will remember. Reminiscing our precious memories, how it seemed bitter and sweet, happy and sad, the trueness of the saying, ‘everything comes and goes.’ Bidding their farewell as it all ends here, the story of our innocent youth, of our little adventures with old friends, of our unforgettable and exciting moments with a lover. The downpour will constantly remind us. We will never forget. But then, tomorrow is always a new beginning.

[plaincreamdot]

Rain rain don’t go away: Typhoon

The rain is still falling. You’ve gotten some colds. He brings you your medicine but he isn’t holding anything. He playfully says “I’m your cure” and wrap his body on you. It is beyond warm like fire and you do love it. He hugged you tightly and cuddled together inside the blanket. You told him “You might have my cold” but suddenly, he leans in and teasingly kisses you. The rain is getting heavier and louder. You both smiled and stole another taste until you dozed off, asleep beside each other.

[plaincreamdot]

Wrong Side of the Fabric

The world unfolds. Its mask falls. It has its flaws. Its true color shows. It isn’t pretty as we know. It isn’t perfect as we call. It is corrupted up to its core. But nevertheless, it still goes.

[plaincreamdot]

Flowers on the Grave (2020 version)

September is ending

and I'm still here.

How do I stop this feeling

of dying within?

Tell me the place I'm going

before I continue to breathe.

Is there hope I'm not seeing

covered in dusty wind?

Is love existing

inside the hearts that beat?

Is faith always living

in those who believe?

I don't know anything.

But please,

don't start weeping

by the end of the week.

[plaincreamdot]

More than a Queen

They told you to be yourself but they are offended when you’re too lovely or too daring. Tell you, you must change and fit in, please them.

They said that you should love yourself but they perceived you as selfish and conceited. Tell you, think of others first, please them.

They encouraged you to speak yourself but they won’t lend an ear to the infinite possibilities of things. Tell you, stop overthinking and being immature, please them.

They believed in solitude, go and take time for yourself but they demand your words when you’re silent. Tell you, state your story and say something, please them.

They always insisted it’s for yourself yet they wouldn’t let you because nobody has the right to have anything for themselves, please them.

And the truth is, everything you do for yourself will never please them.

So, do it and go against the flow of everyone else, no need to please them.

[plaincreamdot]

Tried and Found Wanting

I’ve been trying to write but the words I knew aren’t enough to phrase what I’m thinking. I’ve been trying to draw but the strokes I created aren’t enough to depict what I’m seeing. I’ve been trying to bake but the goodies I prepared aren’t enough to describe what I’m savoring. I’ve been trying to sing but the lyrics and their melody aren’t enough to deafen what I’m hearing. I’ve been trying to dance but the beats and the steps aren’t enough to express what I’m feeling. I’ve been trying to love and understand but I felt like it wasn’t enough to heal our wounds that keep bleeding. Lately, I’ve been trying to— but either anything or every single thing wasn’t enough to change something.

[plaincreamdot]

Soul and Sole

I wished you have walked with their shoes. For you to feel how it fits, For you to feel how cramped it is. I wished you have walked with their unfitted shoes. For you to feel how uneasy they walked, For you to feel how hard it is when they run. I wished you have walked with their worn-out shoes. For you to feel how it slowly cracks when the sun is out, For you to feel how it would flood inside when it rained hard. I wished you have walked with their only shoes. For you to feel everything they went through, For you to feel where they would always lost and wandered in. I wished we could walked somebody else souls through their soles.

[plaincreamdot]

Scribbled Path

Wandering alone, looking like we’re lost but enjoying the ride without even knowing where we’re heading.