Informal Theme #7

Nothing without you.

When all hope is gone

You are there to give me one

And when the whole lot fails

I sense nothing but your warm embrace

You perceived everything good in me

Just when I’m about to relinquish

You showed me things I never see

And made me a brand new start

Each little thing that you do

Constantly motivates me to pursue

To achieve everything I know

And go wherever I desire to go

You are my inspiration

You made me complete again

And now, I witness your intention

To show everyone, the finest that I can be.

Informal Theme #6

When the Clock Stops Ticking.
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     Magnificent concave mountains, deep blue oceans, and untouched forests filled with animals living harmoniously. This was the Earth we saw upon opening our eyes to reality. Hence, in recent time, this depiction of Earth could only be seen on picture books. Why? Because humanity had deteriorated it before they thought of the possible consequences.

            This terrene we are stepping on today had served us for countless years: nurtured us and provided our necessities. Yet, in spite of all those sacrifices, we never gave back a thing to her, instead, bunged our eyes and continued our actions. As a stubborn child, as well, we did things only for our good. We never thought of the damages we could cause her.

            Now that we experience the real penalties of our destructive works, we ought to find solutions to this; hence, truth is there’s none. We could never erase the devastations we have caused and bring back the nature as it originally was. Yes, we oath to be stewards but instead of preserving nature, we led to its doom.   

            These past years, news on world’s end kept on coming. They say that this matter is hopeless; we would never find a way out of this. Though it’s hard, I’ve already accepted the fact that it’s too late for us to save the Earth. There is no remedy for her malady, what we could only do is to extend her life.

            Tragic it may be, but we are the ones who chose this path, so we must ready ourselves for the paybacks..

What a Wonderful World 

By Louis Armstrong

I see trees so green, red roses too

I see them bloom for me and you

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white

The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people going by

I see friends shakin’ hands, sayin’ How do you do?

They’re really saying I love you

I hear babies cryin’, I watch them grow

They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Informal Theme #5

Romeo and Juliet. (Version 2) :D

Paris enters with his page.

Paris: Oh God why! (the page handed him a handkerchief), Why, Juliet! Whyyyyyyy!

Audience cries as well.

Paris: Go ahead my page, bring that torch with you. I want to stay here alone, in this cold dark night, together with the cadaver of my Juliet. (He cries again) Juliet, whyyyyy? (towards the page) and besides, Romeo will come and I’ll die later. I don’t want you to see me bleeding, keep, keep, bleeding in love, (‘Bleeding love’ song plays)

Page: Okay sir. (Whispering) what a brat. With that music, huh! He is such a dumb, fool, insane, big mouthed… (Suddenly he slipped) Ouch!

The torch went directly to Paris’ mouth so he burned.

Page run quickly and exit.

Romeo and Balthasar enter.

Both slips.

OUCH!

Balthasar: Look at these ashes, sir. They seem familiar. Hmmm. It smells familiar too.

Romeo: Hmmm. Aha! Maybe it came from our chimney. The one Santa Claus used to enter the house last Christmas.

Balthasar: Oh yes, I remember! He kissed your mother last time..

Romeo: (Poker face) Nevermind, hand me the potion now so I can murder myself now.

Balthasar: Okay, here you go. (Balthasar drinks it)

Romeo: WTH did you do?

Balthasar: I drank it. Maybe there is poison in it. You might have been killed by now if there is.

I am sooooo intelligent sir. Imagine, I thought of that!

Romeo: It is indeed a poison! (facepalm)

(Balthasar’s mouth bubbled and died)

Romeo: Oh God! What will I do? A dagger? Is that a dagger?

(Romeo seizes the dagger and Friar Lawrence enters)

He slips.

Friar Lawrence: Awwwwwww. Ahhhhhhhh. Oooooooooooooooh.Ouuuuuuuuch. (he died of heart attack)

Romeo: Noooo! (He struck the dagger to his chest and died)

(The Prince, the Capulets and the Montagues enter, and slips)

All: Ouch!

(All dies of head trauma)

Suddenly, Juliet awakens. She opened her eyes and guess what.

Exaunt. Sad music plays.

Informal Theme #4

Romeo and Juliet.

        Juliet awoke from the deep sleep, the potion, Friar Lawrence gave, had caused. She opened her eyes and saw the cadaver of her beloved Romeo next to the corpse of Paris. She could not believe what her eyes were seeing.

Friar Lawrence: Come with me. I’ll place you in the sisterhood of nuns. Don’t ask                                        anymore questions. There is no sufficient time for that.

           

            Juliet found a dagger alongside Romeo and thought of stabbing herself so she could be with him in the after life. Juliet seized the knife and pointed it to her chest. However, before Juliet had continued her action, the priest had injected a sleeping potion to her back so she fell asleep. Friar Lawrence took possession of the blade then carried the sleeping maiden out of the tomb before the Prince and Paris’ page came.

             

            When Juliet awoke, Friar Lawrence let her realize that if Romeo had to choose, he would prefer Juliet to have a prolific life rather than to slaughter herself to be with him. It took years before Juliet surpassed the feeling of sorrow and came to apprehension that there are countless opportunities to let pass.

            She went to Mantua and started a new life. She changed her name and devoted herself to theater. She wrote numerous plays and turned to an incredibly famous woman whom most men wanted to marry. She pledged to another man and had a daughter she named, Rosaline. But unfortunately, her husband died in an accident.

           

            Decades passed, seasons had changed and Juliet’s hair turned white. But, the memories of Romeo still remained. She asked Rosaline to bring her back to Verona and reminisce all the moments she had with Romeo. Juliet died with a grin on her face, hoping to see and kiss the man she loved for her lifetime once again from above.

            Years after, Rosaline met a younger man named Romeo and had a wonderful life with him.

Romeo and Juliet 1968

            If I had a chance to alter the end of the story, my version would run like that. It is because true love could not be measured by murdering yourself if your dearly loved passed away. It is in loving the same and only person in your entire life. However, I believe that there would be no greater conclusion than the one Shakespeare did. Though tragic, it taught me a valuable lesson: Do not make quick, hasty decisions without thinking about possible outcomes and consequences.

Informal Theme #3

Light at my Darkness.

           Feelings of worth can flourish only in an atmosphere where individual differences are appreciated, mistakes are tolerated, communication is open, and rules are flexible -- the kind of atmosphere that is found in a nurturing family. - Virginia Satir   

    The weather was extremely scorching; however, the day seems to be well. There were clowns, balloons, jovial decorations and, unusual people I’ve never seen before. Everybody seems to be hectic. Most of them used their time chatting and entertaining people; while some, on the other hand, prepares more food for the other guests that would come. The party seems to be flawless and I saw bright grin on everyone’s faces. The crowd is having a great time until this unexpected tragedy came. A sudden explosion banged the mob. The next thing I knew was I was lying on the floor, having a hard time to breath. I can’t barely see anything that time but I felt my sister’s arms trying to carry me. My family was the only one who survived and was able to withstand the disaster. We were about to go home when I saw this black car chasing us. It’s like death is trying to hound us. I heard a gunshot then BAM! I fell out of bed.

            I had this strange nightmare when I was a kid, and up to this moment, the terror and fear I felt before is still existing. I don’t know what it has to say but it taught me one thing; to value my family better than before.

            Ours is a usual symbol of a standard Filipino family; sharing the whole lot that we have, from food and drinks up to problems and triumphs. Though complications come, we learned to handle them. We never squabbled on small things such as money. We are not rich though, we just worth our relationship rather than wealth.

            To be honest, I find more enjoyment with my companions. Before, I’m more excited to go to school or bond with my friends rather than go home to see them. But now, as I grow up and learn to walk by my own, I’m on my way to comprehending their importance. Maybe without them, there would be no one writing in this blog. There would be no one to have an ear to listen to my problems and no one to comfort me during my downfalls.

            Nothing would be more ideal than to my family. They are my source of strength when I’m about to give up. They are my greatest cheering squad in times of struggles. They encourage me to continue trying and keep on going. And most importantly, I love them more than myself because I know when everybody has left me and when I see myself in a road to nowhere, just a glimpse to my back, I know they are there for me