tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16803700728837027692011-08-27T05:08:12.763-07:00I never thought to cross bridges the way where you belong Never in my life I dream of spasmodic reel that I’ll pass by your next door.Hector Miñozanoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680370072883702769.post-38427469659344687082008-02-05T08:58:00.000-08:002011-07-06T22:53:02.572-07:00I never thought<br />to cross bridges<br />the way where<br />you belong<br />Never in my life I dream<br />of spasmodic reel<br />that I’ll pass by<br />your next door.<br /><br />Such fleeting view<br />I still remember,<br />there was laughter<br />in your face so brilliant<br />like Venus at night<br />you’ve told me<br />to place far away.<br /><br />As I look over<br />deeply in your eyes,<br />there was life<br />I saw waded through.<br />Vivaciously, I’m dancing<br />with Capricorn<br />almost like real childishness<br />caress to be sang<br />a lullaby.<br /><br />When I ask you<br />a cup of coffee,<br />there’s splashing smile<br />of veneration<br />like sweet as honey<br />I can’t forget.<br />And both of us<br />play oneness within.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dadiangaspix/4246886640/" title="THE FARM @ Carpenter Hill by Dadiangas Snapshot, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4246886640_f85f906d13_z.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt="THE FARM @ Carpenter Hill"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Sudiipta 93-02-05 | 4:05 in the morning</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680370072883702769-3842746965934468708?l=myista.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hector Miñozanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680370072883702769.post-80567512952578496362008-01-01T08:14:00.000-08:002011-07-06T23:23:48.310-07:00As the year end there is change<br />But life will still continue to flow without end<br />Just like the day has to face the night and wait for another day to come.<br /><br />You might ask why life keeps on moving?<br />It is not because of change, but it is because of dream<br />And such fulfillment of once dream is called change.<br /><br />But remember, life is not just a dream, <br />it is an ideological flow of once dream<br />You have to love and play for it.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Sudiipta 93-01-01</span><br /><br /><a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6Crs9cNyR-9gnp5ssEQHcg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xdGDhQGvLik/ThVPfNhUxEI/AAAAAAAABu4/zcmkOb0tIrA/s640/01_flower.jpg" height="377" width="640" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680370072883702769-8056751295257849636?l=myista.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hector Miñozanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680370072883702769.post-86032118471891150312007-11-30T22:35:00.000-08:002008-08-18T00:34:28.350-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yXOQ8xPUVSg/SCmgi20LGSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0u1_ev1Xrbg/s1600-h/13b0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yXOQ8xPUVSg/SCmgi20LGSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0u1_ev1Xrbg/s320/13b0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199863765466290466" /></a>This blog is dedicated for my personal creative expression. <br /><br />Kindly try also to visit my other blog: <a href="http://writingedge.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Writing</span>Edge</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680370072883702769-8603211847189115031?l=myista.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hector Miñozanoreply@blogger.com0