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I believe in Power
I believe in Miracle
I believe in Hope
I believe in Reward
I believe in Spirit
I believe in Love
I believe in God
So, I believe in Heaven
Will be last place
And my last home….



* This Poem was use in NEW BATAAN Compostella Valley Province
Sweet- sweet summer
What a lovely beautiful day
To dance and play on a bay,

See –see sunrise
While you wriggles your head
As you watch the swirling sky,

Swivel – swivel simply
While you stretch your hand
And bend your knees,

Sprint – sprint Scurry
As you move your body
While swell up your top
You are so sweet
and so much nice
Too beautiful inside
that open my eyes


And when you speak
I love to listen
Stay a while
for a moment longer


Even though your just a portrait
Yet, sometimes your words remind
That guides me when I'm lost
and lift me up when I'm down.
written in May 1, 2015 @ Tagbibinta Falls
Rise young man
The ray's entered in


Be inspired dear child
Listen the lullaby's played


Sing the rhyme of time
Walk through the horizon


Let love consumed in-depth
Embrace the sweet melody inside


My beloved country called-
Let hands be seen O~dear.
-F. PANERIO / SIR DAVID

I search a minute~
it became hours,
a day, and so for years.

It becomes endless~
Like searching in the stars,
In the sea’s & the skies.

Thus, knowing myself alone,
Burned ~ down under by the king’s men’s
Bleed depth inside of ~ unknown…

Yet, what I’ve searched then
Is nothing then, likes a names
of a dead, but their spirit’s free…

Therefore, I search for nothing still
Let's starts at 6Ks
Ends up for 45ks!

If times is goods!
A journey to undiscovered lands
In a steps of a crying free man
Strange faces above the grounds
Strange winds under the sun

An effulgent of neon skies
It touch plains and valleys
Standing along the Irish isle
Somberness absorb with fireflies

As sound of silence fills within
In a barren and cannon lands
Searing heats from a distance of
Swirling and whirling of skies

An Irish stood the ground
In a path of a new horizon
Soul’s being captivated in wonder
Save breaths to be last

A journey too far to reach
In an hour of silence and loneliness
Stillness is the cure of confusions
Song calms the raging seas

A moment to gather treasures
In a great plain of orange county
Sweetness helps restore my sense
Solemnity really found inside

A glimpse of a moment
It heals my broken wounds
So, sunshine make great day
So, starry creates a bright light

As I truly wandered to be there
In a great plain of tranquility  
Silence must be comprehended ~ with
Silence of great mystery


Am truly get awe and wonder
In an oasis of my dreams
So peaceful and lovely
So exciting and great voyage


At last am truly awaken
In yearning of amazing journey
So to stand once again
Surely for eternity…..
"Those people have the right-fear learned-well to love." -F. PANERIO

"YOU CAN LEARNED IN MANY WAYS BUT YOUR MATURITY BEGINS IN LOVE." - F. PANERIO
Fractured
Broken

Just one
Moment place.
Their are many rulers
But one true God.

Their are many kings
But one mighty Lord.

There are many spirits
But one HOLY SPIRIT.
It might be –
-illogical
-Hypothetical
- Paradoxical
- Mystical
- Logical
- Radical
Penned-Man…
      ...Take –risk sometimes
      …But it might be
      …Out of many
      …It would drives
      … And changes life
      … Might give means
      … To the course

Then, think about such things
Are they – stupid?!
What makes you think in depth-
It makes you worth of living… for giving.
Goodness
covers not,
man imperfection,

Laws
guarantee not,
power over races & color's

Songs silence not,
traditions and cultures,

Words covers not,
yet, unearthed
untold history,


So, live with a purpose,
and learned well sometimes,


TO BE OUT OF REASONS!
NOTE: FOREIGN LANGUAGES USE



PAG-MATA!

NINDUT IKA PA SIGARBO!

MAKA ANINDOT SA MATA!

KABAG-UHAN OR KAGAGUHAN!

RESPETO SA TANAN

KAY TINUOD MAN!



SA LUNGSOD NGA NAG MATA

LUYO SA TUMANG KALISUD!

GE RESPITO KO MATAG USA

ISIP USA KA KATUNGOD

O PRENSIPYO




MY WIFE AND I GIVE THREE YEARS

FOR THE DEPED DAVAO DE ORO

FOR CREDENTIALS MEANS.

WHAT MAKE SENSE?

WHEN DEPED DAVAO DE ORO

OFFICIAL ARE FOR A CENTS?





KINSA ANG NIDATO?

KINSA TIYAN NAG KUTOY?

*

MAKAON BA ANG KANINDUT?

IKA PASIGARBO BA ANG KADAKO SA DALAN?

KUNG ANG MGA MAG -UUMA ,

NAG LISUD UG GINANSIYA?



PASABTA DAW KO?

O PASABTA ANG MGA TAO?

KAY SA KARON DELI ,

PA MAN NA SILA, KRIMIAL!

*

KINSA ANG NIDATO?!

KINSA ANG TIYAN NGA NAG KUTOY?!

*

WHAT'S FOR IN A SO CALLED PROGRESSIVE STATES?
WHEN THERE IS AN " EMPTY -STOMACH"


I AM SIR DAVID VLADIMIR,

NAGA INGON KA NINYO...

PAG-MATA!

O PIKAT NINYONG MGA

NAG PADALA!
PAG-MATA!
PAG SURE DIHA?

A PARTS....


OR JUST

PARTED!??
Helps me out
To this anxiety …..
Get lost, I am already bleeding

I am burning now
Your words really not for mine
So, stop idiocy …

Go now … now please
I have mediocritized
Refrain now, find amity of soul

Breathe in
Wake up, be a man
A moment please….


No matter what they says….
And what they take away….
O¬ my soul……
  Patience please!
This was me speaking to myself...... it happen when I am making fun for myself in order to disregards all my present problems and struggles in life..................... TO MOVE ON...........
MAKES SPACE

SILENT TO ANYONE,

HAVE FAITH,

CHANGE IS COMING.
PEACE
Peace... Peace...

Already tired
Tears inside
Blood painted in the ground.


Peace... Peace...

Children are burned
Peasant empty again
Wounded veins and alone.


Peace... Peace...

Lay down the guns
Lay down the pride
Moments called to be in
ONE.
When the portraits is good
It brings memories.

When the portraits from peasants
It brings treasures

Portraits bring gold
And it  add treasures
But don’t use the peasant
To wheels your treasures…
Open my eyes
To the bright blue sky
Though seeking for an insight
Far beyond the blue sky
For me to do something
In present time


Open my mind
In the mid of dawn
Watch above the clouds
Though may find answers
For the present times
Is this in reality …..
Has all it’s lost its ways!
Or it just a bucks of cents
And all your sense taken away!


So, I cry for the lost…
And for those I learned to love….
What a world of ¬ Professionalism
Taken out of the blues!
HAD MANY DOWNS,

EMOTIONS GOES BEYOND'S,

DARKEST DAYS!


...........................
.............................­.......
...................................................



RE­MEMBER THEN,

MY SERVICE!
You're not a mirror
You're not a books

Even not a songs
And not a portrait


Yet  you inspired me
Set a fire inside


Lost but now found
My soul strengthen


Awaken and alive
Through, the words to ponder


Seen myself again
Boastful ends


So, when you stand
I give an ears again.
YEARS PASS
REST IN_TUNE
SILENCE ABSORBED
AS MELODY PLAYED

NEW PATH
TO WALK-BY
INTUITED AND INSPIRED
WHOLENESS DEEP INSIDE

LION HANDS
HEART OF LAMBS
AN EAGLE WINGS
TO LINGER A LITTLE LONGER
Every time I heard
The music play
My mind astray
With full of memories

And when I looked
Above the bright sky
I’ve been retained,  
Soothed by your words

Though you are far
But till near always
For in my heart
Still you’re the best ….
- Always.
Give Silence
Let peace absorb
Make rest
Open heart
My first steps in writing HAIKU.
HAVE I NOT CALLED YOU?


IT'S AN EXHAUSTING,

SOME ARE SO, TROUBLED SOME.


REST,

REST,

REST,  WE ARE TIRED ENOUGH THEN.


EVEN, IF

I KNOW THE  SONG'S

AND SOME RHYTHM

WITHIN,



I CHOOSE REST,

REST,

COS', WHEN WE ARE AWAKEN

I WANTED TO EMBRACE YOU.

NOW, COULD YOU REST ON ME,

HOPE I CAN REST TO YOU

ALSO IN YOUR DEAR

ARMS.


LET US REST TOGETHER!
To get lost,
is to be found.

To feel painful,
is be cure.

To be at least,
is to learn to satisfy.

Some become go astray
of what treasure they seek.

Yet, indeed one's true faith
are one truly rich ~ indeed.
rich treasure satisfy
Pusong namumulaklak
Nagbunga ng galak

Pag- ibig ay alay
Sa pusong dalisay

Pagmamahal na tunay
Suhay sa’yo ibibigay
THANKS FOR MAKING THIS AS MY TOP VIEWED POEM.
When you scale –up
someone, does it makes you
feel better.

Ye, not learned enough,
great journey, lie behind us
in time.

Am, I~ worth nothing,
Then? Is there is no truth~
Of IID.

Thus, what Credence,
do you have?
When, we row,
not the same boat.

May we bring,
Thy, Master Glory Always!
Credence, SANCTUS
F. Panerio





Sa salita
At gawa
Sumasayaw kalang.
New days again
to start something new
Pondering the words
in silence
For my weaken soul
as I wonder
How long to comprehend
what would it means to me?


When would
the perfect place be?
The moment
your in silence
Clouds of knowledge
it waltz in the rhyme
my soul's dances by.


I, not dreams
to become a poet
Nor, to be writer of books
Yet, the echoes of the lamb's
and whisperer's of the lion's
Seeds in me

As the years pass
Like winter and springs
It grows within my veins
and flow's like water.

And yes it's true
Some seeds has it's time
While the others grows
Same as others sowed
and my wanders becomes
wonder too.
will be posted soon when it is done.....
YOU ARE NOT IN DEBT
WITH US.....

SO, WE ARE....

WE LOVE A RIGHTFUL
SERVICE!
I BELIVE, FOR A SHORT IN TIME

SOME PEOPLE ARE BLINDED BY~

MONEY,

HOAX,

AND SUCH THINGS ALIKES.



IF YOU WANTED TO BE~

PLAYED HAD THAT CENTS!



IF YOU WANTED TO BE GOOD ~

HAVE THAT SENSE!




IF HE WANTED TO PLAY IN CENTS,

SO, BE IT LIKE YOU......

BY, THINKING NOT OTHERS

(MUKHANG PERA)




IF YOU WANTED TO BE ~

JUST~ IN THE SIDE-LINE

WE THINK BEFORE, WE ACTS!



MY POINT IS TO HAVE SENSE OF BECOMING!


THAN TO BE, A FACE OF CENTS......
(MUKHANG PERA)


YET, WE ARE GIVEN BY TIMES TO CHANGE

TO LOOK AFTER FOR OTHERS!



HAVE YOU BECOME A SUCCESS FOR CENTS
(MUKHANG PERA)

HAVE YOU BECOME SPECIAL IN POSITIONS
(MUKHANG PERA)

HAVE YOU BECOMES HAPPY, IF OTHERS WHERE LOST
(MUKHANG PERA)

HAVE YOU SATISFIED OF BENEFITS, THAT IN SHORT (AICS)
(MUKHANG PERA)



REMEMBE THIS, FOR  ME

YOU ARE NOT WRONGS,

YOU ARE MAYBE A VICTIMS OF NEEDS

OF TIME!

BUT JUST MAYBE  YOU LOSE YOURS

SENSE,

BECAUSE THAT  THEY GIVEN BLIDED YOURS

FOR CENTS!



WE  CARES FOR YOU

MORE THNA WHAT YOU KNOWS......


THUS, WE MIGHT FULLFIL

THE ESSENCE OF OUR SERVICE

FOR OUR DEAR GREAT NATION!




FOR ME, REMEMBER THIS

YOU ARE NOT WRONGS!

IT'S YOUR CHOICE!

IT'S YOUR LIFE!



FOR ME,  REMEBER THIS

YOU ARE NOT A CHILD's

IT'S YOUR WAYS

IT'S WHO YOU ARE



BUT LET ME TELL YOU THIS FRANKLY!

DON'T ASK TOO MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT

OF YOUR LOST SOMEDAYS

OF YOUR UNEXPECTED ......


DON'T ASK TOO  MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT

BUT ASK YOURSELF HOW YOU BECOMES!

BLAMES NO ONE's!

BLAMES NOT OTHER's


IT's YOUR CHOICE

(BASED RULES -ORDERS <> locals)



THUS, ASK NOT TOO MUCH !

BLAMES NOT TOO MUCH!



YET, ASK YOURSELF?

ARE LIFES YOURS

IS FOR

CENTS!

OR

SENSE!
CENTS SENSE
there is no brokenness
just of spatial time...

to reminiscent ,
to revive,
to be ,

found selflessness.


with beauty,
with pride,
of faith,
and love.


So, this separation means.
HE LIVES WITH NOT PERFECT LIFE,

HE NEVER NAMED HIMSELF,

FOR WHAT CENTS, GLORY & HONOUR?!

YET, HE WRITES IID's FOR A PURPOSE,
FOR THY, MASTER GLORY.

HE IS A WEAK ,
YET STRONG FOR ITS PURPOSE.

HE, IS THOSE "DAVID CHILD's "
LIKE YOU!

FIGHT FOR FAITH!
SIR DAVID
“SHAME ON YOU”
                    By:  F. Panerio


Shame on you!
Charlatan

Shame on you!
Phony

Shame on you!
Hoax

Shame on you!
Larceny

Shame on you!
Debauched

Shame on you!
Mendacious

Shame on You!
Superciliousness

Shame on You!
Snootiness

Shame on You!
Scoundrel

Shame on you!
And shame on me!

If we both alike!
Property of Skills Development Organization
SOMEDAYS

ITS

METHAPOR's...


JUST DON'T

BE GOODS OF ME (US)!


WHILE WE  ARE

TRRRUMMMPINN!
TRUMP
Weak and tired
More days ahead

Unfashionably
Not glowing inside

Faint
Frown

Get rough
Go through

Then it comes....
My senses restored!

My pains are healed
Troubles gone away

Solemnity absorb
Words captivating

Faith works!
Free indeed.
Sometimes
    I'm burn
    I'm broken
    I'm down
Wander to be free

Sometimes
    I'm tired
    I'm lost
    I'm sick

Sometimes.... Sometimes......

So, this ink heart of mine
       find a place to to rest my emotions....
       if there is no one I can trust around ...........

And then, it comes Hello Poetry!
     another place to rest this longing soul
YOU ~
THINK YOUR ARE RICH ENOUHG
REACHING THE SKY


ME~
KNOWING STILL, DEEP THINGS INSIDE
REACHING THE STAR's.


AT THE END's OF THE DAY's
ARE WE, BOTH STILL THINKING A PART?


OR WE ~
NOT THE SAME SAME THINGS IN MINDS!
OF KNOWING OUR TIME!


IN THE SERVICE's OF FAITH,
AND FOR THE FILIPINO's PEOPLE's!


WE BOTH DIE ALONG THE WAY's
THUS, WE BOTH FIND THAT PART.....

OF WHO WE ARE?

A
SPACES BETWEEN US!
TABLE OF A GREAT CIRCLES!
Oh~ how it hurts
To in-mind and absorb
My birthed place
No future I see's

A long years wait
It cuts and bleed me
Denied by unreasonable cause
How painful my present be

He waltz with pride
Dances in the eyes of many
Yet, the state is indebtedness
Into thy mother house

So, when our days uncertain
And our young generation is at stake
Let us swarmed ~ be  bold together
For this noble cause & future sake.
written in past, present, and future

note: sorry for some mistake... now it was finished....
Cool down
Absorb by nature
To stay awhile
For a little bit longer


As the wind pass by  
The Green Leaves of Natures
Dances through the rhyme
Bask of time


Get awe and wonder
Thrilled in trill
As you would admire
To climb the highest falls


A glance of it
For a foretaste of good time
Would not be a kiss goodbye
It’s a treasure of a lifetime


An hour of silence
Let your dreams remind
While you’ll be captivated
As yourself search inside


It’s beauty
It’s pride
As you are surrounded by
And embraced by nature




created on 11-30-2013

note: Tagbibinta Falls is located in Maragusan Davao de Oro
or  former (Compostela Valley Province).
          A nature made and one of the great tourist spot in Davao de Oro ( former Compostela Valley  Province)
It's mile away from home
To feel with gladness inside
It was rainy day
While I'm driving motorcycle
As I pass the bridge
The music get through
While the rhymes of the rains
Cool's down under inside
As I start to remember
the past year I was there...


Far from home
A time to enjoy my vacation
Oh~  how nice it is
To be found in

      ~ TAGBIBINTA  FALLS ~

      Once again.
written in May 1, 2015 @ Tagbibinta Falls
Take me I follow
that I may see the beauty
And this pains inside
will be all gone

Take me I follow
where your peace are rich
That I may enjoy the time
while you carry me through

Take me I follow
and remove my doubts
And my soul be renewed
like an Eagle in the Sky

Take me I follow
O~ my  soul
Light the path I walk
that I may not go astray

And as you where inside
tear down this pride
That I may notice you
so as my soul renewed.
written on May 1, 2015 @ Tagbibinta Falls
Time needs you.

A man with understanding
Whose passion and dreams
Driven by internal wisdom
And the knowledge from truth


Words inspired by devotion
Actions fueled by inspiration
Faith works indeed
And bewildered-heart at steps


Willing to take risk
Not afraid of opposition
With an open-heart
By positive of mind


Now, Go! Take the Lead.
Heaven’s far
Unreachable skies
Moments of two
- gone by
Tears inside
My first steps in writing HAIKU
“Thank You”


F. Panerio (11-21-2023)

Unexpressed comprehension
Consuming souls
Thus, my spirit free

Thank you!
@ Supporters  of DUTERTE"S - SIR DAVID VLADIMIR/ -F. PANERIO
the phrases of your words
it lights within my room
words tho' sweet to absorbs
so, dear to ponder the lines


your words like  honeyed
to my lips when i used it
gather years for my days
and make my lonesome heart beat


it's like treasures of a lifetime
that truly grows within my veins
as my heart felt with gladness
that helps me free ~ indeed.
TEAM, means of

T –  rust each other
E - ncourage each one  
A – dmit  the difference
M-  moving on together

WORK, means of

W – illingness to work
O – bedience to roles
R – espects the leaders
K – nows the goal

MODEL, means of

M – akers of good
O – rderly in conduct
D – oers of words
E – ncouragers of truth
L – overs of God
Man made other fools
As he think of being learned
So, stupidity exist for pleasures?
And happiness may oneself  absorb

No way to walk miles ahead
It at least without other hands
Dances through the rhythm
And point  the days of time

Foolishness is a choice
Lot lust may wither
For no man is good enough
Yet, those some tried to be good

Knowledge is not all for good
In the absence of discipline
Yet, faith stand of alltimes
It seasons one's lost soul's
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