book review

i have read Mcnaught's Whitney, My Love and Until You...it was great. I tried reading another book written by McNaught and i found it hard to choose from her books. I have to decided to read Almost Heaven.

The story was good though Whiteny, My Love is really better. It is about Elizabeth Cameron and Ian Thornton's romance. It shows that no matter how different you are and no matter how huge trouble and problems both of you faces, you will always end up loving each other if both of you could fight for your feelings and eventually sacrifice things just to be together.

Ian was Elizabeth's enemy. He was the reason why the "ton" gets rid of her thinking that at an early age she had been flirting with Ian (who is not considered part of the elite coz he is not a Lord or something..he is merely a Mister). Rumors said that they spent an afternoon together in a cottage in the woods, which was true. Elizabeth's reputation was ruined. In her debut, she received 14 proposals from men but when that happened, there were no more proposals. Since her brother, Robert disappeared after a duel with Ian, her uncle was her guardian. His Uncle needs to find someone to marry her to save Havenhurst (they do not have money anymore for they need to pay the debts of her father and Robert's due to gambling). Letters were sent to those 14 men who proposed to her before if they would like to reconsider their proposals. Only three responded and Ian was one of them...though the response was mistakenly sent to Elizabeth's Uncle.

The mistake paved the way to once again meet the lives of Elizabeth and Ian where they ended up realizing that they still love each other. Elizabeth is a Countess and his uncle will only allow her to marry someone who belongs to the "ton". Since Ian is the only heir of of Duke of Stanhope, he accepted the title as Marquess of Kennigston just to marry Elizabeth...and they did marry.Though the reappearance of Robert caused another trouble for them, they still survived it and lived happily ever after.hehehe..

His son, Jonathon asked him the meaning of heaven and Ian said it is the place where Elizabeth and her daughter Caroline is looking at the flowers in the garden. Ian's heaven is his family. His son then said that heaven "will have what one most wanted could have" and Ian called it Almost Heaven...

The novel tells us that what other people think of you is not important. Your own happiness and the truth, which you know, is what matters. Even if Ian wasn't liked by Elizabeth's friends, servants and family, he still pursued and fought for his love. Even if things between them was very chaotic, they ended up happy together. We just need to accept things as to what they are because no doubt, better things will occur in the future in exchange of that.

Embrace life and think positive.

Dubious Possession, Vague Realization

Roses unfolding the redness inside me

Swathed my heart…my entirety

These petals slowly undraping with glee

Trying to unveil the veracity.

Peeling the deepness…

Unraveling the emptiness….

Grip the stem of this forlorn petal

Sip all its sweet nectar…

Its yours.

Its yours to keep.

Its yours to cherish..

It’s yours to relish…

Open your heart

Glance at this redness

Stare beyond the vastness

Discern this emptiness…

Bisect the thinness of these petals

Caress all its brightest hues…

Its yours.

Its yours to marvel.

Its yours to adore..

Its yours to admire….

Mind this bud

Look into its uniqueness

Be thrilled with its highness

Pervade this emptiness…

Scrutinize the potency of these sepals

Test its verdant shadows

Its yours.

Its yours to dwell.

Its yours to lurk…

Its yours to skulk…

Neglect it and you’ll suffer

Desert it...you lackluster!

But its’ beauty you never could hinder

It’s sincerity you couldn’t vex forever

Grasp it in a jiffy….

Posses it mild and swiftly…

A n y w a y

Its yours.

Its yours to keep

Yours to marvel

Yours to dwell

Its yours…

Its all yours…

insanity

confused as I may seem

but ‘tis not true, my mind’s not dim

nor is it slim

neither thin nor lean…

evanescent as my love would appear

inside me its true, its clear, its real….

those eyes might sneer at me

it may tell me there’s something within me

but this heart discerns the veracity behind

they may not believe

nor adhere or mind…

their reproof is vain

for mine will take pride, I’m not insane.

Vague Skies

Years of yore I didn’t feel this

little pollen that made red roses

tiny tears that eyes discloses

minute moments, yes it amuses…

heart opens though its closed

mind closes though it doesn’t chooses

this urge abuses….leads to misuses…
but this heart still chooses

avoid amuses, misuse impresses, ensconce depresses…

severe as it may be, it shouldn’t be…it couldn’t be!

Murder this heart!

let this butterfly depart!

Oh…don’t play your part…

Please…disregard this art….

Kill…feel…unveil….kill…unveil…feel…

Kill!

Unreel…unpeel…it’s unreal!

Repel…don’t appeal….

Reveal...…yes….hope it’s unreal.

Fight….avoid those delight

look at where there is light,make it bright, give it might..

heal this sense of sight, wrap it with the light of night

grasp it tight, give it some height…

oh dear this I deeply fear….

don’t allow it, this beat I may not bear…

dear make this clear…deer don’t you get near...

fear, hear, tear….mere as it may appear…

I chooseth to kill…

vague isn't it? it may appear that way but i know what i am trying to imply...indeed, it is unclear but it is there. a writer or a poet doesn't need to explain his/ her writing for the words are there to explain it...the words and all those ellipses shows the emotion of the poet...hey, i wrote it pala...

vague skies for in the expansion-- in the wide expansion of emotions thier is great ambiguity....

Liquid Dreams

If confusion could kill…

I should have died today.

Locked in this empty room of blood and water, I opened my eyes trying to seek for light as I slowly crawled to the door. Inside me, I felt so helpless and alone. Deep within me, I knew the end will come...I swallowed a lump of fear…I blinked a strand of darkness…but nothing has changed.

The door was just few inches from me but it seems like the more I crawl towards it, it become farther to reach. My hands and legs are trembling with coldness. I needed arms to wrap my body…caress my deepest flesh and tell me its okay. But no one was around. Down in all fours I continued crawling like a newly born baby who was naïve of the things that is happening around her. Down in all fours, I never ceased crawling…crawling…crawling…my heart beats fast…my mind stopped thinking…my breath slowly vanishing…

“I won’t die…”, I said.

My hair covered my eyes as I struggle to reach for the light that appears before my eyes coming from that door. Yes, that door painted with white and gray, that door which I had entered a few minutes ago…I shouldn’t have entered this room of blood and water..

Blood and water flowing along the corners of the room…rolling on the edges of the walls…there was nothing inside. Just blood and water.

I crawled and crawled….breathed…breathed…breathed….breathed….

It was hard. It was painful. It was hurting.

Tears rolled down my cheeks thinking that my efforts are worthless for still, I cannot reach for the door. Pain wrapped my entirety…my arms, my legs, my knees were aching...my mind was confused, my heart was bleeding…

Pieces of memories run through my mind but none of them stopped me from crawling… I crawled more….I cried…I cried…I cried…I crawled and I cried…

My face was wet with tears, my body wet with sweat…blood and water was all around me…Every parcel of my body ached as I continued moving…Every cell in my body felt much pain as I force myself to reach that door of regrets…

Still I crawled…crawled…crawled….

I finally reached the door…but I wasn’t happy. I was tired…so tired…very tired….i touched the door and pushed it open as I slowly fell on the floor….i was numb. I forgot all the pain that I felt, I forgot how much I struggled to reach the door. I forgot that blood and water surrounded me. I forgot that I was in that room….

I blinked once. I blinked again. I closed my eyes for a while as I lay helpless on the floor wet with blood and water. I slowly opened it….

…..the light was gone…..