Kailangan ko pa ba talaga ipamukha sayo yung mga pagkakataon na pinababalikat mo sa akin yung mga sandaling di ka makatayo sa sarili **** mga paa.
Gayon pa man tiklop-tuhod akong tumatalima sayo kasi nga mulat ka sa pagiging bukas-palad ko.
Ako naman pikit-matang nilulunok yung mga pride na meron ako kahit pa Alam Kong mapapasubo ako doon sa mga kamay na bakal kung saan hawak tayo sa leeg.
eh Kasi nga kargo kita. Kahit ano pa mangyari hanggang sa Huli , ako pa din ang magsisilbing kinatawan mo !
mga binti at sandugo sa braso
pati nga saradong kamao
ang tinataya ko kahit wala yon sa aking plano
Para lang mapugto at mapanuto
ang bawat buntong hininga mo

pero bakit tila yata
Kulang pa rin aking panlabas na anatomiya
Daig ko pa ang nananahan sa turok ng anestisya...
Lamang-Loob ko ba ang siyang dapat na
maialay o konsensya?
Sabihin mo mang wala akong puso sa tuwinang pawis at luha ang aking batayan Kung bakit ang bigat sa aking pakiramdam na ikay nabibigo ng mga payo ko sayo na kinakasama ng yong kalooban marahil Kung minsan.

Tulak ng bibig
Kabig ng dibdib
Hanggang kailan mo ako paninindigan ng aking mga balahibo sa balat ?
Kapag huli na ba ang lahat ?
Sana naman dumating na sa atin
Yung mga araw at oras na ating aralin
Mga hiblang gabuhok para wala na tayong susuyurin..
Kasi nagkakatotoo rin ang pahiwatig ng pulso at mga maseL,,,
Di lang Anghel at kaluluwa ang pwedeng magmensahe ng mga dapat nating tulak-kabigin !

Ngayon sana Langhap mo na yung parirala kahit hindi buo ang diwa...
Kasi.....
may tainga ang Lupa
may pakpak ang balita
Bukas makalawa di ko na magagawa pang sa harapan mo na.. magsalubong ang mga kilay ko kasi... siguro tinik sa lalamunan mo ako kung ituring.
Pero ang lahat ng pangugusap Kong ito ay talata na ngayon ng bawat kabanata na minsan ko nang pinalipad sa hangin bilang isang Pasaring.

" sibuyas "
ni : © solEmn oaSis
The february 25
EDSA day commemoration

written- 02-21-2024

.......Nang
umamen
Marunong ,
Hindi lang ikaw
Tumalima
kasi nga....
Ikaw lamang
ang dehado,
sa madumi
obligado,
Pihadong
kakapit ka
muli at tiyak
nga babalik ka.
ayy puta tang-ina
Ang bawat pahina
Kahit pa maibenta
Ikaw Ang Kwento na
Wala ka mang Kwenta
Para ka na lang sa akin
kahit pa sa loob ko ay
labag pahalagahan
walang iba na
yaman,
kundi
Binabagtas
nag-iisang lawa
sa Sagwan at Bangka
Yaring Ako ay Panimpla
Ganyan ka ba talaga
Waring mala-mapa
rumehistro na
sa wankata
na di mo pa
mahahalata
Batid ang maha-
hatid pa Lalo
kapag ito
ay hina-
yaan
maging
kuwintas
na bi🌟uin
OO !
Hindi nga Siya.

Pero mali naman na sabihing

Tama ka !

Bagay na bagay na talaga kami sa isa't isa.

Gaya baga ng mga kaibigan ko sa kanilang salita...

" kahit Wala Naman Siya

Mabubuhay pa din Ako Nang Wala na Ngang Patumangga ! "

Sabi sa mapag-imbot na tibok ng puso kong hugis-mangga !

Siya na nga daw
Ang naturang

Pag-ibig Ng aking Buhay
at Giliw na hinirang

Subalit sa aking magiting na Diwa

na tanging saad ay hayag na hidwa

Hula sa Amin ay Laho

kahit na humadlang pa ang Tadhana...

Halo sa aking nangingilid at napupuwing kong

pananaw sa pigil na pigil Kong

Luha na may umaapaw na paniniwalang

Siya pa mismo ang nagpahayag ,

na di kami patuloy na MagLalayag !

Alam ko naman

Kahit di na kami tatagal sa 'ming pagsasama ,,,

Sinasabi ko lagi sa aking loob

Ang pabulong na ...

mahaL kitA !

" o o t o t o o "

Wala na ngang PatLang
na diringgin mo ,,,
lamang na ika'y hibang
Sa Binabasa mo ...

" atiK lahaM "

Mga sambit Kataga Bali-baliktarin man,

sa larangan ng Agos Ng Kabalintunaan,

Itong aking pinaglalaban

tunay at mananatili

alaala na Lamang ,,,

sa radar ang pawang

sukat sabihin ko hanggang

sa aking Pagsigaw.... !!!!
Siya ay Ikaw !

Pagtatapat kong muli

Mahal Ko Siya !

Minsan pa...

ay huwag mo na lang muna

Tangkain pa ang Pagbabasa

Buhat pa dun sa pinakababa na kinakatok sa Tinanikala
Patungo sa nakakalula na pagtutok Don sa tinitingala

Try to start reading verses from the bottom of a Loving heart ,
All the way into up above until you reaches in top of a hurty part !

magmula pa sa salin-wika

Binabaybay at binibigKas
Tila Binalatang sinKamas

Pagkat nawala sa itaas,
ang hinahanap ko po na Titulo...
Panustos ko pinapatas,
taimtim ang inaalyas sa Liriko...

Wala na ngang PatLang
na diringgin mo ,,,

habang Ikaw ay Libang
Sa Binabasa mo ...

" o o t o t o o "

G 💥 💥 D Monday mourn hey 👋
U knw who U R... 🤗💫😘
Even at night, tomorrow's poetry shines upon me.

however we aren't that far apart.....
I always missing you a lot !
As a matter of light , as I flashback , Aura of yours were so intact,

u were just a poem with a blind 🦯 rhyme
bringing out the mimic mime out of the inner me
a six to one 🕐 counts obviously is a countdown synergy
ages of sixty one taunts edges from downtown👇 energy

last year I am your forty-five years old sweet lover
until this very moment of our lifetime together
still you and you and only you treated me like a star ⭐✨
not in the night 🌉 and in day time neither

for you might really get of what you wish for !
when my eyes feels your gorgeous looks
as I close it during the longings of my 💘 loving heart ! 💖
**** I'm a little big Aladin scrubbing 🪄🪄 magical lamp 🛋️🪔

It may took a couple town drive away distances everytime I hook for a book just to reached the precious lap between us,

no matter where I make a sight focus of those sparkling scatter bouncing back from my visor...
I'm not bother by a destructible hearsay about that little detour.

Because there's no new into a head-turning sound of a hard-fall hitting bang made by the shattered glass...

Faster than the four o'clock
I'd rather be came like that...
Colder than unloaded glock
I never be able to put a dot !

maybe or Someday Soon
you'll fly me to the moon
Afterwards, we will Cherish our Silhouette
Ain't before paint barnish hour with a seal of wet

not 🚫 that bad
spot and 🛑 stop
I'mma 🦜 talk ****
s o  W h a t

(" solEmn
     oaSis
            wants
             her
                           affection
                                            termlessly ")

I try and tried to read every Rhyme of that kind
for my tired spare tire was trolling in my mind
because I just got hooked by a puzzling word not just that Easy to find
beyond that little title is like a chime, that for me seems an Essay to bind

7 days ago or even more than not a long way to go
24 hours hit and run and ruin my ego doing the lego
I'll be loving reading your right and wity poetic words of wisdom
I'd rather either be your stalker or a Wanna Be r y n with seldom

somewhere in any Comment
Somehow eerie way i meant
through constructions of your concrete days work of art
though I had been deeply fallen unto a crate Shallow Chart

~ ~
! ! !
|
( /_. )
. . .
∆

I might be coming back always good in here
a night or two consecutive days I can dare
triangle with exclamation that joints without a Dot of Doubt
terrible width of auction catch points to washout lot of bout

going once
going twice
going trice

rolling dice ...

🎲 🎲 🎲 🎲 🎲🎲🎲
🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵
🍒🍒🍒🍒🍒

yet....

yesterday is friday the 13th
yesteryears maybe seventh
decade of the eight wonders of the world 🌎
cascade daily five capital of deary word 🅿️

Oct . 14 Saturday 2023

i just taken for granted the letter " r " inside the word L i t u r g y 🙏 🎵
that is why there is unwanted whisper here in my heart , ❣️❣️❣️
unavoidable jumbling regrets in my puzzled wondering mind ! 🤕🤕🤕
until the work done on behalf of the people became G u i L t y 🙏 🎼

"Tayo ay magsikap upang makamtan natin ang kasaganahan"
Bagong umaga, bagong pag-asa
pinapahayag ng masiglang kantahan.
nasa Pilipinas ka man o nasa Hongkong,
adobong manok man o adobong kangkong,
Natatamasa **** bunga ng iyong pinagpagalan
at Kung ang tigatig ng tugatog **** pinagtagumpayan
ay tila ba kalatas na kinuyumos ng anluwagi
Pakaingatan **** mainam ang iyong nararamdaman.
Awon ! Tama lang na madalas dapat magpunyagi,
Mautakan nawa ang puso sa halip na Balantagi.
Kung ang bago ay naluluma at ang luma ay mapapalitan,
Ganon din naman ang hirap...ginhawa kasunod ng pighati.
Asikot man ang mga lalim ng hiwaga hatid ng mga paham..
sila man ay mistulang ulap na sadyang sa tadhana ay wingkag,
tila ba pasakalye ng pananambitan na galing pa sa kalye ng tungag !

it is not emergency but so
merging epic getting-in to
" T M A L M " episode 2
          were
reminiscing and heading
on the way too,
right inside the ride
            where
i picked packed boom,
as i rewrite my old poem
entitled tic tac toe
           wears
a single syllabication
of chosen words' lyricism
narrated from start to end and
          bears
a no beware bars set up
until i care to dare
the bottom bares on top !
       fear
neither nobody nor elses foes
and heaven knows good son
who does one hell of a bad
       near
unproven bundled doses of unrhymed
lines made by those unarmed farmers
gonewild with unarmored poetries .
                    T  E  A  R ! ! !
             h  r  r  e
             r  a  r  p
            o  s  i  e
            u  u  v a
            g  r  e  t
             h  e  s  s

( episode 2 )
tic tac toe

from dusk till dawn
there will be no two
or more than three
pairs of drops would shown
so let me note this down
and then tight to point it out
that this kind of game shall last
when i poem you up so fast
though i know that my rhyme
may not sound so good*  to your calm ears
hence, i am quite sure,,  you would not quit by your eyes
for you might get lose
on the  time you have got to move
your pen from one place that had not been done
with a seen scene clues.
Mean what i say
if i were you, try to look at your ink
and have a guts to throw your turn so you'LL have a bright shrink
Quick! don't waste time, don't dream a blind bout to less your waist
line
hold the cry of lies, roll my dice as you feel my arms
on this sheet of blank curve so sheer!
Come to think of it and then read my lips...
SET A WAY OUT FOR THAT GUILT
THERE IS ONE MORE TRY!
NEXT TIME, BE WISE LIKE A CLERK
IN A FOUGHT THAT BROUGHT
US ON THE TOP OF THOSE HILLS SO BREEZE
FALL NOT, WHILE I BRACE YOUR SELF.
WE TOOK A SEAT AS WE GET TIRED
AND MET HER IN A MID OF OUR WALKED
NEAR TO THE FLAT FORM LAND
AS SHE JOINED IN A #PLAY OF JOURN
AS I DARE...WHO WINS TAKES THE BOLD PEN
WHICH IS FULL OF GLANCE
THAT ***** MUCH MORE THAN HIGH GRADE PRICE
AND SO IT WAS A DEAL TO CLAIM THAT PRIZE
gone once,
twice thrice
but hey, what a heck
would you mind not to void your O
cause my X will win this tic tac toe
come on, fight for our #
can't you see? If you do,
A trick of our own
shall hide the mark when she goes wrong.
You know what, if you knew her much as i did
you'LL find Anne how sharp she is
now that we're on, the two of us might not give a chance
to draw a new phase if we won't win next game flows
two to none, raise to three...
her seal crave to win that pride all at once.
I can not go back to drop that counts!
real talk...i do not want to miss a thing!
you are my brand new O
you are so dear to me!
we must beat that X
for there is no y does it like  u
yet we are one verb flew like a free bird
who aimed that goal
on our tic tac toe
thee thy thou
thus the last ought
now tied at two.
Seems it was her fault
looks like she does not pick
the right place as if she is not our foe.
This is the hour of truth
no time for her to beat our
"no hint two way-reach rank trace"
O X O
X O X
O X X
At last we won, with out my help
Anne failed,  Gem has
the badge now
on my ***** pen
I am blessed to have you Gem.
God Gave Me You
i can now shout out loud
verse to verse
through this kind of mind game
that brings out the hype
on us once we get jive.
SOON
PRIEST
OR JUDGE
SHOULD SAY
YOU MAY
KISS THE BRIDE
MOON WILL LIGHTS OUR NIGHT
ON THE DAY WE'LL WED
AS YOU AND I GOES TO BED
GEM MY LOVE, YOU ARE MY WILD CARD!
THAT CAME IN TO MY LIFE!
AND NOW YOU ARE MY WIFE!
**THANKS BE TO GOD OUR LORD!


a true to life poem of mine
Gem is the girl in my poem---
" *** "

( Episode 1- Putong )

Poong may Kapal
Kalong po'y Dasal
Noong ako'y pagal
Tulong mo'y Bukal

KulOng pa naman at sakal
dahong binasbas ay banal
Payong ay bukas sa lokal
Balong iniigiban ay moral

kay tagal sinasalubong ng daluyong
Kay bagal umusbong ng Kamagong
Dumatal na at lumipas rin ang dagundong
Kumintal pa rin sa akin hampas ng bagumbong

Ngayong patayo na nga si Pangulong Digong
Tayong mga Pinoy pa din ang pihong bayong
may layong muling maLulan ang panibagong pinunong
Mayroong Tapang sa Pagsulong ng Totoong PagkanLong

Mala-Antonio Luna ang dila,,,hinding-hindi umuurong
Andres Bonifacio naman kung sumugod,,pag itak ang umiiral
Samantala tila Apo Lakay kung umakay ng talino sa pag-usbong
At buwis benepisyo sa sarili ang ikararangal kapara ni Jose Rizal

Sa ngalan ng ama na naging kasing-tatag ng bumbong.,..
Paupo na nga at buong pagpupunyagi sa pagitan ng tipikal kontra kritikal...
Ang anak na itinakda walang iba kundi si Presidente Bongbong...
Ang ika-Labing pitong Pangulo ng Pilipinas , sa inang-bayan ay mapagmahal !!!

© June 8, 2022
Pen by soLemn oaSis


it is not emergency but so
merging epic getting-in to
" T M A L M " episode 2
          were
reminiscing and heading
on the way too,
right inside the ride
            where
i picked packed boom,
as i rewrite my old poem
entitled tic tac toe
           wears
a single syllabication
of chosen words' lyricism
narrated from start to end and
          bears
a no beware bars set up
until i care to dare
the bottom bares on top !
       fear
neither nobody nor elses foes
and heaven knows good son
who does one hell of a bad
       near
unproven bundled doses of unrhymed
lines made by those unarmed farmers
gonewild with unarmored poetries .
                    T  E  A  R ! ! !
             h  r  r  e
             r  a  r  p
            o  s  i  e
            u  u  v a
            g  r  e  t
             h  e  s  s

since no inspection** from the untaming spectator

corruptor said, sinkhole may not have abduction

governing through the skills and power of possession

manipulation of resources gains from the uprising.

hence person of interest
created a Triads of crest
no more - no less
go for it, do mess

fence with a perimeter of staplings indulgence

keeping the dark secret floating by influence

bitter-sweet memories punctuated in by offense

higgledy-piggledy moments
of so true lies to dispense

sense of time and chime framing into a collage
not knowingly the insight of the other conspiring colleague
hot stuffy might get play by the edged ruler
*** of a golden word tightly encoded bolder

dense heritage is one of the hesitancy

privacy of those possibilities dare to disperse

inverse and reinvest the so called benefit of the doubt

sought out the figuring depth of outcome versus rehearse

sa paglikha ng tuwina kong katha
madama mo din sana ang kakatwa
ngunit nakasanayan ko nang pagtatwa
hinggil sa himpilan ng tagong lubha

naririnig kahit di man pakinggan
nahihilig saglit kundi man tanggihan
inaaliw pilit ang sarili sa kundiman
bumibitiw singkit kong ngiti panandalian

dahil sa dingding lang ang pagitan
hilahil ng singsing dagliang pasakitan
walang pasakalye kang papanigan
humarang pa sa kalye silang marasigan

sapagkat ang magtengang-kawali
sa pangkat ay sadyang balewala rin
kapit sa patalim talagang tatanggapin
kahit pa maitim pawang palipad-hangin

wala kasing malaking nakapupuwing
ika nga nitong napipintong
pagsalubong
niyong yaong paimbulog na daluyong
tila halinghing, pakiwaring
may naduduling

dagundong ng kulog kung maihahambing
ang gulat na sumilay sa mga mata mo
sa halip ang kalakip yaring halukipkip
namulaga't humimlay di nais matamo

yun bang sa kabila ng pagka tulog-mantika
nakuha pang magbuhat ng silya-elektrika
tagos sa buto ang hiwa ng pahiwatig
halos tanto ang tugatog na matigatig

may tainga ang lupa, may pakpak ang balita
ganyan ko maikukumpara Ang Mala - Palara
na sistema ng isang walang muwang na puwang
pag sa sandaling mag-pasaring ang ingay ng kulay

mala-abokado ang sapak' na mau-uLinigan
mansanas sa pagkapula sa kabalintunaan!
mga paksa na may pasak natutunghayan,
tuwing ang kapas ay sawing masasaksihan

" Ang dapat ay isang Wika sa Magandang ibubunga "
pambihira naman ang mga dalahira ,
wari bagang mapupunong inuugatan !
Martes pakatapos ng Lunes ! Linggo lang ba ang pahinga ?

tangan ng sinapupunan
pinuhunanan larangan.
matapos ang walong buwan
simula ng kabuwanan.
palaisipan sa duyan
ugoy ng katiwasayan
gabay ay katahimikan
tungo sa kapaligiran

bago pa man ang inunan
hiwatig ng panubigan
matibay pa sa sandigan
na mas meron sa kawalan
kakatwang halatang dala
ay may biyayang sagana
tila panday umapula
pusod ay pinagdugtong pa

nasan ang sagot sa bakit?
di problema kung paano?
ang tanong ay kung kailan?
kung hindi ako ay sino?
pagmumuni ng paluwal !
pataba na nang pataba !
lupa niyang tinubuan...
oras na ng pag-aani.

binhi nya na ipinunla
sumibol ng pagkasigla
katulad ng parirala
may aral sa balarila
kapwa merong pakinabang
hindi pa man humahakbang
ang hiwaga na may yabong
abot-kamay na ang Labong

Sintas Man Ay Kalas
Luma Na At Pigtas
Sapatos At Medyas
Dibaleng May Pintas

Kamisetang Butas
At Maong Na Kupas
Pigtal Na Tsinelas
Hindi Pa Parehas

Tinotonong Kwerdas
karakrus ang kwintas
sa sugal ay utas
pati pato hulas

bahala na bukas
tawagin mang takas
hihiram ng lakas
tatagay ng wagas

nalango sa wakas
kamay lang may hugas
bahid, patak, tagas
palay naging bigas

kahapon ay bakas
sing-linaw ng habas
nahinog ang prutas
ngunit di pinitas

bagsak mula taas
sabik na pumatas
kahit pa lumabas
tinatagong Katas

Tinukso Ng Ahas
Yinapos Ang Angas
Kinapos Sa Alas
Nilukso Yung Dahas

Natisod, Nadulas
Kasi Nga Nangahas
Kung Dati Minalas
Nadapang May Bangas

Babangong Matikas
Sa Mali iiwas
panata kong tagos
dalangin ay lubos

payak man ang lapis
yakap Di Pa labis
sugat na may hapis
ginamot ng kapis

Tila Tala Lihis
Kutitap Sa Bilis
Araw May Silahis
kidlat ang hagibis

mukha na manipis
nagpalit ng bihis
hahakbang sa libis
Layon Ay Malinis

Patama Ay Daplis
Ngunit May Hinagpis
Pinawi Ng Haplos
Animan na agos

Timplang Nalamukos
Animo Ay Musmos
Siglang Dinaraos
Biyaya Ay Puspos !!!

sa unang hanay
dapat may Limang Punla
madaling gawin

when I write
my feet soaked
it feels like
I'm going down
again into a flooding surface
of those aired headlines!
enough to construct my thoughts
in to an evident words,
trying hard not to get frowned
with how am I supposed to rhyme
telling my self ...why I let my self listen
to the whispers and wails wanders in-depth
even though I just want my flow be clear and shallow!

when I am reading
it pours many horizons I used to love and dwell
those poetry whereby hunger and thirst were filled
everytime I am indeed here in this mysterious world,
incomparable to one another.
just like the most beautiful view,
I can not fled because even whenever
I failed to visit for a long period of time
I just can't reside away from here fellow

I really just don't know when and how
but i am quite sure I have a will to sow
my reads and my writes not to get lost.
relief and lightness wanting to impose
free my heart and mind about my sorrow
fulfill my being in times of a road narrow

when the unseen preQueL
meant to be realized...
perpendicular way will Lead
the road to riches somehow

unless the strange seQueL may
seems to be paraLLeL with
the sunshine that will absolutely fame.
therefore the lunar month shows of  ...
a great start !!!

when in the wilderness,* then the portal seems so long and wide
no matter how heavy the distance is, let go of your deepest sigh ...
at the signal of the time, the wounded mind will exhile in the heart and heal any sore!
because for every success is worth the celebration!
no matter how big or small
even when the lines are not rhyming anymore!

do not be afraid, do not be discouraged, do not let your words slip,
express how you feel by looking up or kneeling.
and when you hold your pen and its loose ink ...
kindly convey your thoughts to a lifetime place that can grow around different corners!
someday,
howsoever ...
selfishness can correct the colorless mixture of fire and water
covered by heaven and Earth
and made thru the collision of Love and hatred
until a massive light fades, and obscures the limit of fading *views

open up Less upclose hint:
upsidedown absorb unwet waves of silent noise,
otherwise Loud silence moist more !!!

not a question mark
had seen by my naked eyes
but the great Savior

Smile in between mileS
Heart revolves the eartH
skip what we must escape
face our fear to reaf it in all phase

i just can't remember the exact date
but yes i can still recall when was the time
i saw you walking across that aisle
because from then on i found you sublime

what a sunny day on that very moment
and it so funny that i was born
as if my dark skin felt so dry
unto your look so wet

yet the significance of essence
was relevant when we get inside
hand in hand you and i
meet and greet so sigh

wala akong ibang inisip kundi
ang paano kita mapapangiti
nang mayroong kislap sa iyong mga mata
gayong sa mga hugot at banat hindi handa

yaong mga piraso at piyesa
nitong mabulaklak kong dila
nagkusang tumimo sa aking puso
dahilan para makasumpong ng sulo

sa sandaling matamang kong napagmasdan
malinaw kong imahe habang ako'y iyong tinitigan
wala pa akong sinasabi noong tayo'y nasa hapag-kainan
wala mang nakahain,sarap-sarap na ng ating mga tawanan

as a matter of fact
we don't care about clock
as we alter our talk
in the middle of flock

minamahal kong dalaga naa-alala mo na nga ba?
how much we had important fun
on that prominent fast food-chain
iyon yung mga panahon nawala ako sa talababa!

YOU CAN LOVE ME AS LONG AS YOU WANT ( choking )
THAT'S ALL I COULD GIVE! ( with teary eyes already )
JUST ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS --- ( sighing )
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE  AN " US "... ( sobbing )
BUT I WON'T PROMISE YOU WHAT I AM LONGING TOO! . . .
( taking a deep breath )
. . . . . A "WE" ( heart breaking )

days became week
weeks became month
months  became year
years may passed more than a decade
but still... i am with you!
You who had been reading
my over flowing ink that links
from a poem after the other!
Just like this one brother and sister
I wish any one of you won't bother
Let me tell you again- i had this feeling inside
that i always try to hide
which i just can't really set aside
my personal life from what i have to tide
maybe that was just my style
to walk by your path
and discover your file
for me to release my uncontrollable wrath,,,
hype, joy and happiness
anxiety, fear and loneliness
mess, beauty and madness
Light and shade over darkness
what ever it is
that's the way it was.
Yet we can ease up all of these
especially through our sixth sense.

Generation to Generation
we are the hope of our Nation
defense is our first offense
don't let your self conquer by someone else
but if the emotion want something to go on
then Let it be! Don't hang on.
Choose to be open
no matter how often
the interval has
Free your self just like a gas
accelerate if you must
Don't quit but rest so you can last
after the break, try to hold that intangible liquid!
focus on every turning point,it will make you solid!

concentrate when you are about to fast or meditate
despite of hunger or literally there's no food on your plate
for Man shall not live by bread alone,
but also on the Gospel of our God we shouldn't condone!

We All know that The body achieves
what the mind believes
always be true to our selves
there are so many lessons in that bookshelves!

one by one learn to move
Let your imagination groove
move to learn! Laugh out your heart
outburst the Soul of your unique art

Word For World Begin that foreplay
don't end it suddenly without a forecast
prefer to be YOU no matter how you hide your foresight
What Matters Most You have THE EYE in Your forehead

determine to use that God-given talent
shout it out in whatever accent
dare to share it and never be narrow
From THEN ON And UP TO NOW!

i

think that

i shall never see

A Poem lovely as a Tree

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast,

A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her

Leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose ***** snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are

made by fools like

Me, But only God

*can make a tree

there comes a time
i don't intend to look at my self
there comes a time
i do pretend that i am okay
until one day in my life
i decided to come across such traces
Whereby I can Allocate My phrases
What goes up and down, but still remains in the same place?
What gets wetter & wetter the more it dries?
What's there beyond the blue skies?
What's there behind the faint glaze?
despite of all its emptiness
i just can't find the answers.
Maybe because my vision shown me less
or possibly because of the Lost* ..... Tears in my Eyes ....
not even how i tried to Reach that mountain's peak
still i am not tired to Search those lines of mine i chose to pick!
Though I know it was not that hard
for me to get down back on the yard
through taking the landslide experience
with no one catching as i fall
except for the hunger and thirst of my soul
every time i heard the loud whisper of nature's call!

And so i took a rest yet having TINY pierce
on the shirt seen on my left bleeding chest
not knowing for a LITTLE while
until the Fairy Wind told Me so.
It hurts me seriously like a burn heat
when i uprooted the ****** thorn on it.
But some kind of relief
when i held that  grief!
and started to draw
Whenever i saw
a falling dry leaf
once there was eye.

once there was eye
i used to paint recently
thru the blood flown
straight from A loving heart
where tears were dropping apart!
And suddenly here comes my line
conspiring with my mystery rhyme
once there was eye full of emotion
i had been delineate with a notion
there's something i wanna share
here i am walked closer to shore
thinking out loud about my vow
that I Must Have to Take a Bow
for me to see my own real complexion
Right Down to the Image of reflection
made by swaying waters
on The River of Dreams!
And once there was eye
watching unto it like the way i did...
someone will learn how to look deep up above
and can exercise when to visualize what is Hidden,
yet for those eyes who can only see what is Given
blessed are they, for they need not nothing to dig what is written!

once there was eye
who wants to untie
that thick blind fold
"come on give it a try"
OPEN IT UP !
i will be grateful for sure!!
and my glad will become so high!!!
once there was eye emphasizing his sigh
to give this poem some light.
once there was eye who also wants
their own style and interpretations
of this solemn piece i entitle...
~ ~ once there was eye ~ ~ (the untold story)
*LET IT FLOW !

i wiped it...
and i wipe it again
not because i am so dreary!

it just that...
i really loved the feeling
every time i dropped it out from my heart!

the thing is..
all of what you are
and all of what you're not!
(©)
is what I've been thinking of
are you gonna come out
once again?

                                    *and
        ­                                if
                        ­             you
                                        do?
     ­                                     i'm
                  ­                      sure
                                ­           there
                                                is­
                                              joy!
    ­                                     but
                                  if
            ­                  you
                                 don't,
                                    i
        ­                                knew..
                    ­                       i..
                                       ..ahhaamm
                                        i ah...
                                      i
          ­                                    know
                  ­                                 you
                                                       ­   aren't
                                                 ­                the
                                                       ­    rea-
                                                  s­on
                                            why
     ­                                     am
                   ­                 i
                                        ­    crying
                                           *!
                                           !
                                           !

  because if i do
cry,there is only one thing
  it may cause! it was the LOST...
(©)
......Tears in my Eyes....
which has been and always be
i am longing for
                               to
                                     let
                                           it
                                       loose
                                 pain-
                                 les-
                                    -sly
       ­                               !
                            ­          !
                                      !

    ­                                 !
                                     !

                                     !
                                   be
                                   cause
                       i
                                bel-
               ­               ieve
                      tears
     ­                       is
                                 ­     Gift
                            of
            ­              **God

buhay natin ay ano nga ba?
kung walang lagyo ang musika
kagaya ng isang A capella
ang bawat simula
ay may kataposan
ngunit sa bawat kataposan
ay may panibagong simulain
isang prinsipyo na di kayang tuldokan
isang nakaraan na di mapaparam
sapagkat ito ay binantasan ng tandang pandamdam!
kaya naman halina kayo SAGLIT
samahan ako sa pasakalye ng aking DALIT
dahil tulad ninyo...di ko rin nais na wakasan
itong himno ng aking kaluluwa na di ko mapigilan
mailapat sa papel ng aking hapag sulatan
at marubdob na papangyarihin ang taos-pusong koalisyon
ng aking Pag-asa, Pananampalataya at Debosyon
sa pamamagitan ng aking Isang Libo't isang Awit
na pinapag-sanib ng samot-saring kudlit at kuwit
hanggang sa aking maabot ang liwanag sa dilim
at kayo ay aking handogan bago ang takip-silim

winter of perturbation
spring of emotion
summer get away
fall from blue sky

we started with love
then swayed by lust
gradually severed by lies
finally we EnD up losing

But that is not how my 90th poem goes
nevertheless if only I ain't got no foes
however for whatever reasons
this one will go slow for all seasons

Because often times
I used to look like this
I say what I think
specially thru my ink

those figures of speech
chase by waves on the beach
that bounces back on the seashore of my poetry
which went to the distance in between of your scissors' story

fall,summer,spring and winter
no matter how my rhymes floats wilder
my heart and soul will never sink in reading your own masterpiece too
as a matter of fact,,no climate change has been exhausted for times two

Yes! Back at one... i will start all over again
until the sun rays that i may regain
would pay the price i owe for dreaming
that one day, i could simply write a melody w/out hesitating!

I might not be a musician
that can compose a magic
just like the performance of a magician
but for sure.. i shall return being poetic

symbolically or literally speaking my rhythm
Hence I've got to pursue my desperate hymn
now that i'm on in my 90th poem, no clues should be frustratED
whereas I Am actually out of the blue and brand new delightED