Music is Art

Music is art and art is music. Let's have some break from poetry and short stories for this beautiful music.

Free Pictures- Baguio City

The Welcoming Arms of the Ocean

Deep, mysterious, enchanting;

plaintive cry in the arms of Morpheus.

What calm would it be to give in

amidst the fathomless depths,

dark, abysmal, wallowing;

hollow words in the bottom of despair.



How tempting to let go of the lifeboat;

be lost in the hypnotic, azure blue.

Let go and rest amongst the aged rocks.

Be part of the calm, harmless current,

where underneath nothing matters,

but a welcomed sleep of death.



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FREE PICTURES - Panagbenga

What If ?

What if the sun would never set,
and the night would never end.

What if the world would come to an end,
and you still have some things left undone?

What if I told you, I will be breathing my last today,
that you would soon see the last of me...

Will you forgive all the crazy things I've done in your name?

The answer remains unclear and uncertain.

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The Tadpole and the Butterfly

This is an anecdote recounted to me by a friend. It is not original, but let me present it via my own perception.

The butterfly saw a forlorn tadpole crying in one corner of the muddy stream, "Do you have a toothache?" she asked the tadpole.

"A toothache? Where did you get that ridiculous idea?" he sniffed, and turned his back at her.

"Because you're crying. Only a toothache could make me cry," she teased.

"I'm glad I don't have teeth like those two-legged creatures," he smirked.

"Then, you should stop crying. It's not the end of the world- whatever it is," the butterfly fluttered her gossamer wings and circled him.

"Because I'm so ugly. I don't have hands. I don't have feet. All I have is this long slimy tail!" he wailed out loud.

The butterfly looked at him quizzically and a smile slowly crept into her proboscis.

"You're so immature," she fluttered her forewings and settled atop a sprig. "You're beautiful. Look inside you and you will see the truth. Soon that truth will be evident, and you'll have your arms and legs, but will you appreciate them?"

The butterfly looked at the tadpole knowingly and then without another word, flapped his beautiful, colorful wings away from him.


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