Tuesday, April 28, 2009

So, who are these kindred spirits Mark and Rona?

Here is a short simple compressed video of our wedding. This is another way to see who we are and to kind of get know who we are besides from our works and pictures. Our wedding was simple, but well coordinated and everyone was genuinely happy. We wanted to invite more people but we had to keep it close and didn't have time to plan because I had a bun in the oven! But for those who missed out here's a glimpse of what happened that day. Anyone there you would feel the love in the air! So here it is, enjoy!



mark and rona's wedding

Monday, April 27, 2009

No Longer

I will no longer take the abuse you hand me day and day,
No longer will I sit while you destroy all that I may.

I will not shed another tear, no more on your behalf,
For I have learned to stand up, alone without your hand.

I will not take your insults nor will I listen to your plea,
So many years have passed only now do I feel free.

You took away my pride and you caged me like a beast,
No longer will I lay here infected with your disease.

I suffered unbearable while you doubted my will to try,
No longer will I deal with you and your deceitful lies.

It will take 500 more like you to hold me down this time,
This time I will not hold back my punishment for your crimes.

You will not hold me in this fortress, no matter the obstacle given,
I'm not the same weakling you knew, as now my life is charged and driven.

Id rather starve alone and cold and homeless with the flu,
Than stay and live another day imprisoned here with you.

I'll survive the challenges thrown my way, may heavens bare witness to see,
For I will no longer give myself to you, I set my spirit free.

~Mark

Monday, April 20, 2009

Lust

In the beginning it was easy, to resist
the urge to prowl,

No mixed emotions to consider, when the
scent of you was fowl.

I trapped you in the closet, 3 garbage
bags and a rope,

Be gone!! I told you once, because new
love just gave me hope.

Through the night I hear your whisper,
In my dreams your voice was loud,

Turned away the best I could,
All I could up until now.

I feel afraid to set you free, not
knowing how you'll turn a bliss,

But the sensation that you used to do
was something that I've missed.

I'm confused, I have it great, should not
be urging what I need,

But is it need or just a greed for more
attention that I seek.

I know its bad, I know its wrong, I know
the consequence of this,

But still I walk close to the closet thinking
should I fulfill your wish.

I have my hand holding the knob, then
slowly open the door,

But then I wake up from my slumber,
sweating & smiling, thinking more.

~Mark

Thursday, April 16, 2009

The fall of the Fighting Spirit

Created from the pit of a fiery soul, grows a spirit full of life,
Potential limitless to all challenges given, a glow shining through the far horizon light.

Troubled past builds the strength, lessons taught to give wisdom,
Longevity equals experience, minimizing the unexplored to be seldom.

Some call it rage, call it fearless, call it courage in the dark,
Others call it an overwhelming emotion causing adrenaline in a spark.

Yet for every single pro, comes a negative in return,
Like the fall of Achillies, in Troy where he burned.

For a spirit is as strong as its will to survive,
But the moment it gives in, suffering will arrive.

For as great as it may be, the shine will then fade,
Overwhelmed by the power that its opposed had made.

Killing softly, slow and steady till the day it loses will,
As the years turns into decades, like what rust does to the steel.

Then one day far from today the little fire will try to glow,
Looking for the path it once walked, seeking redemption to help it grow.

But the poison has already spread to thick, its broken from the lack to bother,
The fighting spirit once full of life, is drowning in the water.

Yet a ray of hope comes once a lifetime to change the road that was taken,
But closed eyes, and deaf ears will end up in the direction of its forsaken.


Mark

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

this is a good song


glory of love - jessa & dingdong

trying to lessen the clutter of my works

these are all mine including this one found on ronaobiniana.2ya.com

in my sleep dreams come true,

when i'm a awake i think of you,

looking forward to closing my eyes,

to escape the reality my heart cries.

in my sleep there is no need to hide,

what's impossible will be fulfilled tonight,

hoping not to wake from this dream,

and this helpless desire cease existing.

-rona llanos

To The Love Of My Life

If today was our last day together, I leave you with these words,
I will love you always for all that you're worth.

If tomorrow we take our final breath, then I want to share it with you,
So we can see each other one last time before our spirits fade in the blue.

If this is my final week to be in this earth, I will cherish only one,
We would travel the world to see you smile till the call to kingdom come.

If a month is all I was given, I would plan to explore the world,
with you by my side, my one and only baby girl.

If I was told that in months all I know would be meaningless,
I would do everything in my power to find meaning at my best.

If granted only a year, by the grim reapers arm,
I would be your action hero and keep you safe from all harm.

I've been blessed in my life, by having you here,
granted me a family, making my heart shed a happy tear.

I promise to be true to the best that I can,
And maintain hard efforts to being your man.

I will love you each year to the last of my days,
And give appreciation to you always for all of your ways.

Mark LLanos

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Fool's Love

To you I give this poem to enlighten your day,
May the wish this one hopes, will stir you this way.

To you I give this joy, though companionship and love,
May the joy be returned back, for that alone is enough.

To you I give riches, through materials man made,
May the riches be shared, with the heart shall be paid.

To you I give protection, my castle, this knight,
May protection be given by laws of love, through the nights.

To you I give my soul, through sickness & well being,
May the future hold strong, through evolution I'm seeking.

To you I give freedom, so you will not feel caged,
May you forgive my mistakes, for bruising the heart filled with rage.

To you I give all, nothing less than the world,
Will you give me the same, or is it I who's been fooled.

By M.LLanos

Sunday, April 12, 2009

heal this broken being...

Heal this broken being and make me whole,
do the impossible and capture this soul,
take me under your wing and hold my hand,
include me in your future and in your plans.

It's impossible to love me and for me to make you mine,
but if you choose to I will give my entirety to you,
give you happiness like no one else can do,
I can do the impossible, too.
-Rona

Gasp! there are poems by me on the internet in ilovepoetry.com

So here they are:

you give me the greatest gift of all,
when you said those words you said,
not only did i need to hear them,
but needed for the serenity of this love.

you give me the greatest gift of all,
funny what three little words can do,
how beautiful your voice can carry them,
giving me something to hold on to.

-Rona


to all our readers

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thanks again for taking the time to read our piece.


Mark~