Gratitude Is the Best Attitude


Always in happy anticipation every morning;

Ever content in every evening;

Being thankful is to appreciate everything and everyone that comes your way .


Thankfulness is never tardy;

No need to be sorry;

Just dare set aside your worries.


Challenges and tribulations come with blind spots;

Look back a little, close your eyes for awhile-

And next thing you know; thanking won’t stop.


Every throb of your heart alone;

The air you breathe alone

Is a reason to be thankful to the Divine Lone.



Practice it everyday.

Strive to be thankful in every way.

To say “thank you” come what may;


Great things for you are on their way.


YouTube/Jon Batiste/What a Wonderful World

Aloha e


I haven’t had the chance to get back at you due to a very demanding and sensitive work that I just started; but with such a good company though. With all honesty, I need this job to finish my baccalaureate degree; because there is a very slim chance of me securing a scholarship this time even if I’ve maintained the GPA requirements of the University of Hawai’i. Maybe it’s due to COVID? Or our beautiful state is running short on fundings? I don’t know. I am just so thankful for having this job. Although it’s what makes me fall short of my responsibilities to you and our dear community. Please bear with me.

In this regard, and in spirit of brotherhood and camaraderie, please allow me to thank you, dear fellows for your understanding; but most of all, mahalo for your amazing generosity and kindness. However, despite my shortcomings, please note that I am always deeply humbled by your support. And I am ever thankful for your presence here. Last, but not least, I highly regard and applaud all of you for keeping up with the demands of our passion even during this very critical and stressful time.

Regardless, If anyone questions, why acknowledging the efforts of our fellows is important? The answer is simple: We’re a community. Although virtual, we are viable to modern society. Because amid the challenges and limitations of the very young Internet; amid the invisible wall that may pose doubts on our authenticity–it doesn’t mean we’re insincere here. Truth is, we’re making a difference. Because in every blog; in every post—our personal touch is enclosed. And blogging is way beyond social networking. We speak before the World Wide Web even our innermost thoughts. I see it as a privilege. But we also share to the world our passion, our culture and language, our experiences and more. We’re vectors of goodwill. And as members, we all take part in strengthening our community.

With that being said, please allow me to acknowledge you in my humble way for all the great things you do. Thank you everyone! Without further ado, my heartfelt gratitude to the following:



Ane of Arta Si Natura

Angelilie of Voyage Onirique


Ashish of Proxy Words

Astijake John of Willing Yourself To Win

Bon Repos Gites of Bonjour from Brittany

Brad of Writing to Freedom

Charul Chandak

Chef V of inthenameofseitan

CherieWhite of Chateau Cherie

Cindy Knoke

Danaiana of D-ale copilăriei

Desiree B Silvage of Literary Thruce

Dreams and Reality

Era of The Hidden Soul

Esther H of Hortus Closus

Gayatribagayatkar of How To Teach a Difficult Child

Geena George of My Journey by Grace

GraceBailey1500 of Find Good Vibes

Ibonoco of News from Ibonoco

Ivon Prefontaine of Teacher the Transformer

Jacob of Jacob @ Books and Pixels

KK of Kaushal Kishore

Koh of K’ Clips

M. Zeeshan Horani

Marina Kanavaki

Melie of La Page @ Melie

Mizou of Pe Blogs

Mystic Dee of A Phoenix Rising

Ore De Drum

Paul Militaru

Penumbra of Prenumbra Haiku


Rachana of Rachana of Dhaka

Rekha of Ruhanii

Roy Lando of PeoPlaid

Sedge808 of Noir


Shashank Narayan of Thoughts of the Day

Simona of Pensieri Sparsi

Superonrub of Refugio Dos Moinhos

Sushma of Just My Thoughts

Yolanda of Yolanda – “Det här är mitt privata krig”

Thank you, WordPress!

Mahalo nui loa!


Perhaps You Ought To Know



What does best means to you?
Is it something
That tickles your fancy?
A thing of beauty?
A head-turner who drives you crazy?

What does precious means to you?
Is it a hefty sum of money? Jewelries?
A mansion
At Hamptons maybe?
A Bentley?

What does forever means to you?
Is it a career?
A recognition?
An accolade
That brings you to the heights of ecstasy?

What does happiness means to you?

I wish I know. . .
Coz my eyes are burning
As I grapple with the answers.

And all I know:
Time is insensitive.
We’re always at its mercy.

But before you take that step
Out of the door;
Perhaps you ought to know.

What best means to me,
are the laughter and tears
we shed.

What precious means to me,
is that special thing
you gave me.

What forever means to me,
is this special thing
I have for you.

And what happiness means to me,
is you,
and only you.

For in my journey on earth,
The best walks were the ones
We had together. On roads and hills. . .
Though there were lots of climbing, still. . .


We stumbled on love.
We lingered on friendship.
And we gathered precious stones
Called memories along the way.


YouTube/Times of Your Life/Paul Anka/ Martin Nievera

To Fall

(Originally posted 10/11/18, 09:51 HST)


Hello, gentle soul!
Falling leaves are on the roll.
Vibrant scarlet, rust, and marigold
Cascading on top trees and down the roads.

Ivy blooms,
While melancholy looms.
In crispy morning mists and quiet afternoons,
Solitude is tuned.

Sweaters and blankets,
Hugs and embraces—
There’s magic in warmth
And nostalgia in fireplaces.

Pumpkins get botched faces,
Maples leave Canadian traces,
Oaks bear brown acorns,
Apples and tomatoes-the secrets of strong.

It has been weeks
Since the roses bid
‘So long-‘
Time’s up for summer; nothing’s wrong.


(Video courtesy of YouTube)

YouTube/Rod Stewart/‘That’s All’

The Ballad of Fall

(Originally posted 09/02/2018, 06:39 HST)


In scarlet, rust, and gold,
Stunners come forth in woods and roads
Enduring stories of grace in death unfold:
Humility is a thing of beauty—behold!


Meek polyps in pink, white, and light orange
Sway to the noteless music of ocean water
Following Luna so bright and gay:
Coral spawning is underway.


Bonfire, fireplace,
And warm embrace:
Comfort is in the air.
Doses of love are meant to be shared.


Pumpkins take the spotlight on Halloween
And Thanksgiving.
Vibrant beets, beans, and peas—
Harvest brings peace.


Brave snow geese pack the flock from Arctic Tundra,
Off to the greener pastures of South Carolina, Georgia, and Florida.
Casanovas in disguise, monarch butterflies bid sweet goodbye to Canada,
Take a joy ride in the air, hello California!


Tales of change in acoustic
Strumming, playing free of remorse,
Seizing the day—
Nature is bold taking place.




(Courtesy of YouTube)

“COVID. . .”

Copyright belongs to Smithsonian

(Updated 10/28/2020, 23:52 HST)


The most notorious

And infamous virus replies and brags:

“I am here;

I am everywhere.

I deprive the living of normalcy;

I deprive the dying of dignified and meaningful goodbye.”

To show respect and humanity; is

To flash your ego down; and mask up!


“Host, more

Hosts is my mission.

The numbers speak of my notoriety;

The numbers speak of my infamy.

like it, or

like it not—

Only doctors and

Only scientists

Can tame me down;

Can take me down.


With an index finger up:





Frontline health workers, who

Day and night wear scrubs–

I cannot undermine the doses of hope they bring.

I cannot take out of sight their overwhelming multi-tasking–

Hanging on to faith.

Guided by their formidable;

Guided by their knowledgeable,

Unwavering Surrogates–

Unwaveringly, they are trying

With all their might;

With all their hearts and souls, . . .

Their own lives–to save lives.”


Putting that index finger onto the temple:

“To deny me, is

To deny people

Of safety;

Of lives and livelihood.

And so, I thrive.”

And so, stop the lies.

Hypocrisy is as contagious.

Hypocrite is as dangerous.

Be Thankful for Our Past

(Updated 10/11/2020, 18:08 HST)


We can only turn our heads to a certain point; but never completely. And if we are to reflect this on our past relationships and old friendships—what it means to me, is that it is okay to go back and reminisce the good old days we shared with those from our past; but never to hold grudges.Sometimes, it is even inevitable to cry a tear drop or two, or three, as we reminisce; and that is okay. We are but humans capable and vulnerable to emotions for that is how we can tell that what we experience and feel in this virtual world is real.
In my eleven-years of blogging, especially on this blog, Lyrics, Sentiments & Me, I was lucky enough to have met fine people here in the blogosphere: Two was a couple from U.K., with whom I shared the same passion in photography and music. They supported me in every post. We exchanged hundreds of likes and comments, of course, to encourage one another, as we built friendship and nurture camaraderie. Another memorable past that I also cherished, was a man from Vancouver, with whom I shared poetry, music, photography too, the silly dream of undying love and the pure joy of romantic comedy. I believe he’s happy and fulfilled now with his significant other from the Philippines. And may they live happily ever after.There was also a girl from New York, who was such great poet as well. She named her avatar after a very unique and eccentric looking tree. Going back to her craft, she can easily express her loneliness without sounding miserable nor pathetic. What I admired in her the most, was her courage; her bravery exhibited by the burning passion to document her deep feelings towards her challenges in life–without even worrying someone would click like.
And I could go on and on sharing beautiful stories of the wonderful fellow bloggers I met. I honestly learned a lot from them—because imagine, eleven years, five hundred (plus) posts—man, I have really met a lot! Again, I still find time to visit their Sites and read, without disrespecting their choice for privacy, which is completely, okay.

Finally, when we cross paths with others: There is always a reason. And it is always for good—for as long we choose it to be that way. After all, it’s not so hard to view things in bright perspectives. Remember, our hearts are not sewers for us to be bitter and hold grudges. Parting or goodbyes are indeed sad, but good memories would always be there for solace. That if we remain on the positive side, the joy of touching someone’s life makes memories even more meaningful. And a sense of gratitude follows like a breath of fresh air, gently brushing your hair, softly touching your cheeks, then leaving you a sense of peace. Priceless!


Be thankful to our past, because without it there is no today, no tomorrow and thereafter.


YouTube/Thanks To You/Tyler Collins


YouTube/Times of Your Life/Paul Anka/Joanna Wang