My heart melts, every time I look at you.
You can make me feel happy and blue.
You are leaving me many questions,
and it affects my emotions.

I want to ask you untold things.
Something that you can give meanings.
Despite that, I don't know where to start.
Because I have this hesitating heart.

The length of our life has a big gap.
Please tell me, is growing up a huge trap?
You had this strong body before,
but now you are weak- looking poor.

Are you ready to face the end?
Is there something you want to mend?
Did you find the meaning of life?
Was there a thing that you didn't strive?

After some years, I will be in your place,
though it isn't sure yet, I'm carried by His grace.
Even to your old age, you inspire me.
I see you as a person, stronger than a tree.

I may not know you or the things you did,
but here is a poem for you I bid.
I hope you find the things you are looking for.
Just remember, great things can be found in our Creator.

You to me are totally nothing,
but you gave me a look with something.
I wondered what you were thinking;
was it the same as I was feeling?
I knew that you were reading my action,
and I was trying not to give an emotion.
I wanted to know your impression,
but it was just a thing that doesn't need an explanation.
Perhaps, someday- somehow,
our eyes will meet again.
Something unexpected might suddenly happen.
For now let us keep it hidden;
wait until something in us awaken.*

-Steph Dionisio, July 25, 2014

You, little one, brought so much joy,
You were more than a beautiful toy.
You turned sadness into laughter,
You just made our lives brighter.

Maybe for some, you were nothing.
But, hey!  For me, you were a darling.
I loved the way you looked at me,
It seemed like I am your best buddy.

Oh what a jolly pet you were to us!
But now you are gone, turning into dust.
I hated the way you suffered,
I was hoping your days weren't numbered.

Little one, you will surely be remembered.
I will treasure the love you offered.
And though it was a painful goodbye,
you still left me a look with a lullaby.

I stared at her face, it bloomed like a flower,
as she talked to him, her eyes sparkled.
I sense that it was a love so vast,
Yes, this thing might definetly last.

What is this love can truly build?
Why does it like being gild?
What is in this thing that brings insanity?
How did this made beings overtly?

I keep on discerning this kind of thing.
While I am waiting for someone to cling.
Perhaps I will find all the answers,
when God reveal my long-waited lover.

In my state, the choices I have,
is to wait willingly and pray to Father above.
And, no, my heart is not in a hurry;
it won't show any sign of fury.

A day will approach when waiting will be over,
God will grant me love so tender,
Aesthetic pleasure for the lovers I am seeing,
which makes me inspired and not get tired of waiting.

Muddled thought, I tried to mend.
Unanswered questions, I cannot comprehend.
Poor heart was loaded with burdens;
feels like these took my haven.

I wondered the steps I'm still going to take.
Asked myself if this is for my own sake.
Cried out my vivid feeling;
hope that God was listening.

Filthy desire of freedom wanted to burst out,
before this heart's hope burnt out.
Time came when I wanted to disappear;
my soul was swollen with fear.

Days and weeks passed by;
a part of me was waiting for a lullaby.
I was hoping to filled this emptiness,
There might someone who couldn't careless.

I was trying to cope this feeling alone.
Wanted to go back in my comfort zone.
Eventually this tired heart surrendered.
Longed to God for me to be spurred.

One day, as the breeze touched my skin,
looking at the people whom to me were akin.
And as the sun glint onto my body,
I just suddenly perceived the love of the Almighty.

I presumed that this was the changed,
when I finally decided my struggles to be laid.
This was the reason why my soul was awaken.
He heard my bawl; carried all my burdens.

God brought my feet again on the track,
No worries for I know He got my back.
This tired heart finds rest on His arm,
Assuming this cold spirit will finally be given warm.

Ang totoo 'di tunay na alam,
sa kung paanong nito'y paraan, paano ipaparamdam,
itong pasasalamat na mula sa puso,
na ikaw rin mismo ang humubog at bumuo.

Sino ka nga ba sa aking buhay?
Anong katangian ang iyong itinataglay?
Bakit sa buhay, ika'y mahalaga?
Bakit kita kinakailangan sa tuwina?

Ako'y 'di mo lamang inilabas sa sinapupunan.
Sa akin ika'y nagmahal, nag-aruga, nagbigay ng aral.
Sa araw-araw na ika'y nakikita,
walang katumbas na saya ang tawagin kang "mama".

Kami'y walang kasing palad na mabiyayaan,
isang inang maganda, busilak ang kalooban.
Sa mga pagkakataon na ika'y nagalit,
Ni minsan sa ami'y 'di nagmalupit.

Pagod, hirap, sakripisyo, sa ami'y inilalaan,
walang pag-aalinlangang, ikaw ang ilaw ng tahanan.
O ano ang buhay kung wala ka?
Sa amin hatid mo ay labis na ligaya.

Di man masabi ang lahat sa munting tula,
'di man ito galing sa dalubhasa,
sa ikabuturan ng puso, ito'y nanggaling,
para sa isang dakilang inang wala ng niningning.