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My Last Shot
by Ren Concha

I did anything and everything,
and there's one more thing left.
I shoot, aiming for the moon
purposely missing to land among the stars.

though, I purposely missed it,
I never expected that it would land in that place,
yet, luckily, I'm thankful, coz it landed
in the place where it really belongs.

and it's not just a star,
it's where the star was born.
it is your heart, your soul that shines.
it's where it landed to.

finally with that, my last shot,
my heart which I have used to shoot
have entered the world
where it really belongs.
where it is wanted.
Where it is not forgotten.
where it is needed.
and where it is forever loved.

and as I open my eyes,
I found myself in a paradise.
beside him, beside Jesus,
as he let me know, by dreams,
what treasure I have found
in the journey, I had back on Earth...
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Harapin Mo
Ni Ren Concha


Harapin ang bukas;
wag matakot;
matutong magtimpi.
Labanan ang pagkatakot.
Magkaruon ng tiwala sa sarili.
Nang tuluyan mo nang
malampasan mga hadlang
Na sa kinabukasan mo'y
pilit humaharang.
Matutong tumayo sa sarili mong paa
Nang hindi naa umasa pa sa iba.
Walang mapapala kung patuloy
kang magkukubli sa isang sulok
Pilitin mong makawala sa kadiliman;
sa iyong sariling pagkabusabos.
Buksan mo ang bintana nang kalinawagan;
nang makalaya ang siyang kaluluwang batid.
Huwag magsinungaling sa sarili.
Harapin ang katotohanan.
Buksan ang mga matang may lakas ng loob;
Hanapin mo ang katotohanan na bumabalot
sa kasinungalingan.
Nang maging maliwanag;
ang daang pinapatag.
Magmahal.
Magtiwala.
Maghintay.
Magsaya.
Umasa sa walang hanggang kasiyahan.


-REN. (akin toh) ;)
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Tell me How
by Ren Concha

tell me how am i supposed to live without you
especially now that i don't even know how to forget you
tell me how am i supposed to open my eyes
when all i've been seeing is what i call lies

i was almost near to being out of life
only your love is keeping me alive
everything doesn't matter to anymore
all i want is for you to come and open the door

coz no words can express how much i've been missing you
coz no feelings could tell how much i've been wanting you
coz no words can say how much i've been needing you
and no feelings could tell how much i've been loving you...
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"Eleksyon ba kamo? Dito naghahari ang kasinungalinan. Lumilitaw ang mga taong sadyang mapalinlang. Tukso ay lumalapit. Pera ang katapusan ng usapan. Panalo ang may pinakamaring pera."

Kaawa-awang ating ibang mga kababayan na habang sinusulat ang pangalan ng kanilang boto'y nakangiti't taos pusong umaasa sa mga salita at kung anu pa mang platapormang pinangako ng mga kandidato. Ngunit sa kabilang kamay naghahari ang utak na maraming planong lingid sa kaalaman ng masa. 

Kung iisipin ay nakakaawa rin ang mga taong nagpapagamit sa demonyo. Nang dahil sa pera. 'DAHIL SA PERA.' Magbabayad ng marami para lamang sila ang botohin. Gagamitin ang kanilang tauhan para subukang patayin ang kalaban. Gagawin lahat lahat
para makuha ang puwestong magpapayaman sa kanila. 

Hindi ko tinutukoy lahat. Ngunit ang iba rin ay mapipilitang maging ganyan. Kung hindi man mapalitan, pag sila ang nasa puwesto ay tiyak kong sinasabi lilitaw ang kanilang kaswapangan. Hindi ko rin sinasabi na ganun sa lahat. Ngunit kung sa kailalim-ilaliman ng iyong kaluluwa'y ninanais mong serbisyuhan ang mamamayan ay walang alinlangan ikaw ang tanging pinunong nararapat parangalan.

Isa nating mahahalimbawa ang ating yumaong Corazon Aquino sa isang magiting na pinuno. At ang isang halimbawa ng tukso at kaswapangan sa pwesto ay ang yumaong Marcos. Nuong una'y oo, gumanda ang ating ekonomiya. Nararapat siya. Ngunit nilamon siya ng kanyang kaswapangan at nagdeklara ng isang kasuklam-suklam na pangyayari ang martial law. Kayraming tao ang nawala sa dilim.

Kawawang Pilipinas na wala nang inasenso. Mga buhay na nasira. Mga kaluluwang nasusunog sa impyerno. Mga nilalapitan ng tukso. Mga pusong umiiyak.

"Pilipinas, akin lamang masasabi. Huwag magpalinlang sa pera o popularidad. Kilatasin ang kaloob-looban ng pinunong inyong bobotohin. Huwag matakot na makitilan ng sariling buhay kung ang maililigtas ay ang isang bilyong buhay."

Ngayon, nagtataka ba kayo o natatakot sa mga magnanakaw, rapist, kidnapper, drug addict, o kung anu pa man. Kung kayo'y natatakot ipapaalam ko lang kayo rin ang gumawa ng sarili niyong multo. Bakit may rapist kung ang pinuno nang ating bansa ay mahusay magpatakbo, na magagawan pa niya ng paraan na ang bawat sulok ng distrikto ng Pilipinas mapaaraw o gabi man ay laging may nagbabantay. Bakit may kidnapper o magnanakaw kung ang pinuno ay tiyak na maaasikaso ang mga buhay ng kanyang mamamayan. Isipin bakit may mga tambay na nagiinuman na kapag malala ay nakakagawa ng mga karumal dumal na krimen kung ang pinuno ng bansa ay makakausap ang bawat pinuno ng probinsya o distrikto na bigyan ng marangal na trabaho ang mga ito. Hindi ba? Hindi lamang dahilan ang pagiging tamad. Isipin kung bakit naging tamad. At higit sa lahat nagtataka ba kayo kung bakit tayo hindi umasenso, dahil ang boses nati'y hindi iisa. Lahat ay nagsisimula sa pamilya. Eh tingnan nga natin, kung mapapansin maraming mga batang kalye na tinaboy na ng kanilang magulang. Maraming mga magasawa na laging nag-aaway na minsa'y hantong na sa pagkakaroon ng maraming kabit. Mapalinlang na simula pa. Kung ang pamilya ay ganoon paano na kaya ang buong bayan! Kaya Pilipinas simulan nating muli. Tiyak ko. Mahihigitan natin ang Amerika o Europa!

-Renlay 
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There's inevitable pain and sudden happiness. There is a reason for every single thing. Even the most senseless ones. There are thousands of lies scattered among the few truths. There comes the fun adventures and escapades. A moment of romance, a sparkle of flame with sweet serenades. Serendipity works when two souls meet. Love in any form, is the key to unlock the unknown colors in one's life. Everyone has their own key, their own love, they just need to find it along with those obstacles.™

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