Poetry

Poem 1: My mum, My Heroine. A woman who truly nurtures me, teaches all I’m trying to see, guides me in all the way, So I’m thankful all day. You’re a kind of a living heroine, Who directs me what I need to be seen, All this awareness that I know, These are all deeply offered to you. The reasons why you let me see, You show the way you care and protect me, This world that is full of misery, Your words motivate me to face the reality. You’re an inestimable present He gives to me, You’re a great woman who holds the key, Even the rains that tried to hamper, Are all disappeared in your loving and tender care? I pretty much know the way you heal this blue, My real heroine, oh I love you so, This strength and laughter that I bear, Thanks, mom for being always there.

Poem 2: Thank You. Thank you for letting us see. The green world that we want to stay. But sorry for the reality. Sometimes we disturb your special day. Papa and Ma, We love you so. That’s the only thing we can only do. We hope to stay always with you. To heal the times that you feel so blue. This little Ej and Dianne smile. We hope it pays all for a while. We know your heart tells very true. You love us like what we do. We know our daily role. We are the gifts that feed your soul. Father God teaches us ever. To love Papa and Mama forever.

Poem 3: You Are the One. You are the music in my silent night, You are the pillow that I can hug so tight, Your smile is as glowing as a sunny day, It gives me strength that I cannot repay. You guide me like a compass in my journey, Your kiss is as sweet as a mystery, Like a dancing flower that invites me to pray, and calls you back again in my life and stay. Like a bird that sings and whispers to me, It gives life to my dying glory, This dazzling breeze that touches me, It gives me hope to endure my day.

Poem 4: The Voyage. It was a day when I get over. An exciting venture to remember. This query in my inner core. Why did I let myself to a new soar? The mind was filled a little bit worry. For commencing a strange and a brand new story. Yet, this eagerness inside of me, Revealed an insight of what I want to be.

Digested things which I didn’t know before. I tried myself to wield for more. This knackered mind that I never looked for. Wishing this unrelenting voyage would endure.

Poem 5: The Creations. In the Genesis that I have read. The wonderful beginning that he said. All amazing things that He did, I was incredibly shocked the mystery that He led. His creations beyond description. Man cannot measure through his own imagination. All superb things that he created above on earth. Let us all preserve to avoid from the dearth. On the first day of his creation, He felt good on His own notion, An infinite world won’t be lonely, Since Adan and Eve would care it scrupulously.

Until sun and moon shone there endlessly, they gave light to the whole vicinity, He felt overwhelmed when He sees, when the fishes freely swim on different seas.

When He finally made the whole conception, Man obliged to care with an impeccable direction, Mountain, plain, plateau, and valley, These are the places that a man could live freely. As He about to go the Zion, He bestowed a costly word to remember, Love, care, and evade to any sin, so for a man will live forever.

Poem 6: A Dedication to My Mum. A woman who truly nurtures me, teaches all I’m trying to see, tries to guide me in all the way, So I’m thankful all the day. You’re a kind of a living hero, Who directs me what to do, All these awareness that I know, These are deeply offered to you. The reasons why you let me see, You show your care and protect me, This world that is full of misery, Your words pushed me face this reality.

You’re an inestimable present He gives to me, You’re a great woman who holds the key, Even the rains that tried to hamper, they were vanished through your loving, and tender care. I pretty know the way you heal this blue, My mom, I care and love you so, The time of ups and downs that I bear, Thanks mom for always being there.

Poem 7: My Teacher, My Hero ( Haiku). In my empty mind, you filled up this very kind, and you are not tired. You did to save me, from a wrong path in each day, I listened when you say.

You taught me to pray, to be guided all the way, show me sanity. You told me to try, If myself can now rely, so eager to fly. This dedicates you, a poem for you my hero, in heart is so true.

Poem 8: A Knackered Heart. In the middle of the night. I was looking for a light. These feet that are so tired. No one heard me as I tried. A trouble world where I live. Many things pushed me not to believe. A lot of scenarios to understand, just to survive in this very chaos land.

I'm searching for a savior, since my soul needs a favor. Why won't you try to get closer to me? this knackered heart longs for your glory. I tried to evade this misery. Yet, I feel you're so far away. I tried to reach out to you. This knackered heart feels so blue.

Where are you my majesty? Let me now see your mystery, and heal this gutted heart with your glory. Let me feel now your sincerity.

Poem 9: A Mighy Hand. I used myself knocked at the door. My heart is gutted in its core. I tried to wish and rebel. Yet, decided to be advised by an evil. I need somebody to guide me. To a right way that I want to see. I called for help to anybody. Help me dodge this kind of tragedy. Before I was scared of darkness. Now I evade His light and righteousness. Deep inside I badly long His holiness. How could I stop this kind of foolishness? There no laughter but fury, Help me find an angelic company, I'm afraid to stay a Fire Island, Thanks, I’ve found a mighty hand.

Poem 10: Just Dreaming. Looking for something so long. This heart keeps trying to be strong. Tired to start and face a new battle. And now I’m afraid to leap and fall. In this sole journey, It seemed these feet crumpled on the ground. No word that I ever ample to say. Only am I dreaming for a helping hand? Their filthy mouths that laughed at me. I don’t really know what I need but pray. His amazing glory that I wanted to see. Then I’ll care dreaming it all the way.

Poem 11: The Sun. Sun that smiles at me, like a wind that touches my body, invited the birds that sway, oh, what a wonderful day? Sun that asks the river, for a peaceful life forever, it suggests man to dare, and to love someone and care. Oh, it’s a sun that gives me hope, A lonely creature that loses his road, Things that are uneasy and burden, The sun carries it all to heaven.

Poem 12: If I Only Could. If I could fall the verge of a green mountain, If I could catch all drips of a heavy rain, If I could count all stars from heaven, Then I would do all the best to be free then. If all the past will be back again, I would correct all the faults to regain, If I could heal the scarce of a wounded heart, I would rather lift up you to start. If life is not that unfair, If a day won’t end forever, If all people know how to care, A world will be more peaceful and much brighter. When all people have thoughs of sincerity, All would live in a wonderful vicinity. If all human beings are full of love and unity, Then, heaven would reveal a planet of liberty.

Poem 13: My Dear Inopacan. I was born in Cabulisan. One of the villages of Inopacan, This is my dear hometown land. That binds each one hand in hand. Since I was in Grade one, My mind was partly empty at once. But through the molders in this pretty town, I know how to smile and face when I’m down. My beloved town of Inopacan, I’ll do all that I can. To be proud of me all the time, Like a kind of juice of a lime. It’s a wonderful thing to remember, When your central school taught me, dear. There I’m so eager to discover, It dressed me up when I was bare. Long ever dream came true, When you let me practise and do. Profession that others are longing too, I civilized young citizen for them to grow.

Poem 14: Hopes of Glory. Leaves were fallen from the tree. Birds were crying as I see. Longing the sun again to rise, and give a pleasant surprise. These mountains, hills, and valleys, They are hoping for more possibilities. As the seas and oceans continue to roar, They dream to soar at the deepest part of the core. Every morning brings a brand new day. It anticipates the one's practising liberty. Man fears of all the downs is the reality. Behind all these are the hopes of glory.

Poem 15: The Wind. The wind that touches my way, the wind that cares my day, It gives one's life so freely, As He pays what all I pray. Little creature on the grasses, It plays while it buzzes, Oh, wind that brings mystery, Please heal now every one's misery. When the time that you whisper me. It remains fresh to my soul's territory. Oh, wind who always guides my way, Fill my soul with your glory.

Poem 16: A Narration. During our first untimely meeting, Saying sweet “hi” and shaking hands that trembling, "How are you" the first time my heart seemed jumping I was so amazed the way your eyes staring. Every night time I used to pray, In my mind, you’re the best company, There is a space in my heart that whispers You are the one that my heart cares. Past days that passed by, We laughed together and tried not to cry, Some stuffs from us that are not compatible, How to make these become more sensible? What if I’ll say no? When you'll ask me to do so, To say franky that I love you too, Oh, I’m so now crazy for you! We are still at young age, Innocent to discover at this stage, Like a new born dove in the cage, Hard to evade out from the rage. What if I’ll say no? Would you feel some heartaches too? What should I do and who to follow? To stick our friendship or to love you more that I can do? The time you asked, how do I feel in you? My heart was eager to say that I love more that you can do, How do we know that we are meant to be? Can you wait for me until I would be free?

Poem 17: If He Closes the Window, He Opens the Door. A wonderful life I pretty know, does not intend for a much sorrow. pains that beat my inner core, Wish my wings to evade and soar. If other said it’s too late, If other told me learn to forget, If he closes the doors in a morning dew, Then I’ll knock his window for another tomorrow. Man is born to be a slave of a sin, That’s silly reason to happen, Feel free sometimes to invoke in heaven, And ask Him for a serious intervene. Let your hope be a living soul, Dilemma in life as what we call, face and beat it to fall, There's a window that's open for all.

Poem 18: Insatiable. Bucks of golden stone, Bunch of fragrant flower, This entire precious throne, Reckon nothing by the bearer. Lying in the bed of roses, Thinking for what is best, This silver cotton that I’ve wore, I rather feel nil than to soar. Man feels hard for satisfaction, Inestimable diamonds for my delusion, Pleasure here, there and everywhere, Insatiable heart that I care.

Poem 19: The Search. I look for love in the dimness, But I only found some messiness. I quest for affection in the highways, and tried even in the bays I’ve found nothing except His holiness. I quest for love in the mountain, I even searched under the rain, I gazed for love in the ocean, But the wave faded all that it can. I’ve searched love in the whole world. I've tried myself to be always bold. But I've never found as what they told. Until I decided my soul to be sold.

Poem 20: The Beauty. As a dreadful maggot that crawls, No use, no value at all, It seemed nobody cares, Looked like leaves that fall. On each day journey, Met such kind of misery, Because of its peripheral difference, No one gives its sense. In spite of difficulty, Continue facing the cruelty, Its ugliness from outside world, but its heart’s pureness and bold. There are who so many, Pretend to be chaste but filthy, This world limits the reality, To which or whom seize the real beauty.

Poem 21: Behind the Valley. Winds whisper on my keen ears, Rain that grows in misty eyes, A deep ground that bears and blooms, Grasses may ruin by the storms. Rivers that tried to flow, Beside the valleys, it threw, Crumpled feet that tried to show, It was wet by the abundant dew. Let every bird be free, From this kind of pain and misery, Reveal this incredible valley of mystery, For sure a triumph hides behind the valley.

Poem 21: Wish. A charming smile, Of a tiny cricket, From a thousand mile, Lips seem kissable for a bit. There’s a fly that whispers, twinkling its eyes, and the river of tears, That quickly banishes. A roar of a deafening sound, As lion ramble around, In a roomy wilderness, Wishes hugs and kisses.

Poem 22: Every Blink. I saw within the emptiness, Your brown profound crying eyes, Crystal deep penetrating sense of sight, That no one gave light. Every twinkle is a miracle, Saves the human who so cruel, The shine it brings, Makes heartache heals. There’s a joy behind the pains, A glitter that defeats, Sadness and loneliness, Each of them vanishes.

Poem 23: Dots. Something that reminds of me, When someone is passing his day, His words that I could only remember, That was the last idea that in mind I bear. Everything starts with a single period, Try to imagine a line on a road, There’s no ending without beginning, Dots how wonder it may bring. Who wants to be up will be down, Who wants to start a dot? Is the one who is prone to rot, Oh, how hard to acquire a crown.

Poem 24: You're A Part of My Destination. He is the one who teaches me. He is the one who I wanted to be, Your words that I always care. Your words that I always bear. The first day I felt so empty. Your first move was so amazed me. Your kindness that I could only see. It pushed me to see you every day. At the moment when I encountered so hard. Your willingness to reach out when I felt so bad. You filled in the empty part of my system. You open the door to achieve my dream. Teacher, wherever you are right now. I will forever show to you my only vow. Your words truly changed my direction. And so you're always a part of my destination.

Poem 25: Wishing You. In my very deepest heart, I felt bad about how to start. A kind of lapse that needs to keep away. I tried not to recall even in my reverie. To forget you is a kind of loss. It deems the road that I wanted to refuse. To live a life more profuse. My soul is wishing you so close. Your presence I wish daily, The only thing I always pray. Whatever things come on my way. Help me Lord, I can only say. Many times I used to overlook you, are the moments when I felt so blue. This kind of emptiness within me, Wishing you and your presence, I wanted to be.

Poem 26: Baby's Cry. Early in the morning I heard, A cry of a baby for the bed. Then I started to question my mind, What’s supposed this time to unbind? A peculiar cry that pesters me. A helpless baby that I wanted to see. I asked what's strange Is going to be. An innocent cry that bothers my sanity. A baby that lives with simplicity, has an innocent mind that a man should be. Humans who forever ruin the vicinity. that causes the cry of a newly born baby. Why not trying to keep this world to be empty? An empty place from a kind of misery. Like a pure heart and mind of a baby. Free from a kind of self-motives and adversary.

Poem 27: Proud To Be A Teacher Lies on my hand, The future beyond, A struggle of mankind, to survive on the land. A little innocent mind, I shaped so kindly, To make a path upright, For tomorrow will be bright. Here I am now, To commit and vow, Build the nation, And change the old notion. Though tiresome task that I venture, But there’s a reward for sure, Fill up the empty brain, And make life into sane. Who can compare to a teacher? a promising doctor or an engineer? All of them are just a pioneer, They were all moulded by a valued teacher. Let me say this simple word, Knowledge is like a sword, I love to rebuild your road, I am a TEACHER who’s so proud.

Poem 28: A Nightmare Romance. You have told me to do so, to forget you though I love you. These tears that I used to show, A sign of sincere love that in you I bestow. I never had a mistake in our romance, I tried to ask you for another chance. to fill the gaps that I’ve done, and show the love more than he can. If only I can make a dim world bright. if only I can hold you again tonight. The memories we've shared amid the night. It reminds the nightmare in my very own sight. Then I asked heaven to prevail. To let you back here in my life and reveal, I'm longing for you now and then. Please love me, babe, once again!

Poem 29: A Renewed Mind. Mixed with muddy clay, Lived in chaos place, Strived to sustain the day, So I face a difficult race. To His illimitable kindness that I always pray, Chosen me for what I want to be. Every single word that I say, Oh, Lord, change me through your mercy. Many past days that I missed. I wish again to be blessed. Your kind heart saves me. Let me feel always your glory. There's a chance that comes my way. I’ll never waste this awesome day, All the gifts that I cannot repay, In my renewed heart, you'll forever stay.

Poem 30: The Story There were two lovers, Tend to love each other. Meant to be one forever, But one thing that bothers me. Since then they made a wrong decision, At the wrong time, a baby was born, The man was changed for the bitter, The woman gave way and found a new dear. Days and years passed by, A baby knew how to fly, Questing the root of all suffering, And he found it so confusing. Till the time comes to discover, That his blood relation did not recover, The tragic that had happened ever, They lost their lives together. Walking, crying and disparaging, Inner hope was completely losing, But heaven told to standing and trying, Life now and tomorrow must be forever moving.