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Jo Organiza Feb 20
O Titser! My Titser!

Dughan kong naglatagaw sa tibuok adlaw
nahibalik sa paglantaw sa agtang **** hayag kaayo musinaw,
Ug sa dihang nisulod kas eskwelahan, ikaw ra gayod ang nag inusarang kahayag na akong nakit-an.
Pangalan mo palang, mupitik na'g kadali ang akong dughan.
Kung gali magleksyon ka dira sa atubangan, sa'kong hunahuna, hagbay na tikang gipakaslan.

O Titser! My Titser!
Pinalangga kong katingalahang maestra
Hangtud kunus-a paman ko maghulat
na ikaw gayod ma-akoa?

Tagda ning kasingkasing sa usa ka magbabalak
Paminawa kining mga hilak sa akong mga gitagik na mga balak
gugmang tinuod, 'di gayod kini bakak.

Isa ko ka estudyanteng bugoy, pero ayg kabalaka, apil nakas akong mga pangandoy.
Dira sa simbahan, sa fuente, sa mango, ug bisag asa maabot, nganli ko'g lugar, atoa nang isuroy.

O Titser! My Titser!
Pinalangga kong gwapang maestra,
nganong 'di man jud tika ma akoa?
andam ko pang abton mga bituon,
mamupo'g tambis sa kabuntagon,
unsa pamay laing dapat nakong buhaton?
aron ang tam-is **** paghigugma ako dayung maangkon.
I wrote this one para sa akong crush sauna hHAHAHHAA
Balak - A Bisaya Poem.
Umi Apr 2018
The gentle tone of her teaching,
In wonderous melodies, orchestral knowledge from a sweet teacher,
Education set by the awareness of harmonizing, delicate instruments,
Wisdom and foresight, cast by no other judgement but of a conductor,
Whomst hand leads to the ups and downs of the intensity, recognised
Ensembling in the beauty of a sinfonietta, sounds flows uninterrupted
Let the singing pendulum to your mistress's pleasure fall to the bottom, attached to the chipped illusionists mask of anticipation!
To this dance the mascarade does not crack in the shadow of sound,
A wise scholar would not sacrifice one topic relevant to learn to the passing time, to her students unfortune that is, cast in pure grief,
A wise conductor does the same with musical notes, the story flows,
With the moon high in the sky, time stands in her way, questioning her to dance with the devil amongst a distorted, whicked dark,
But resillient to the end, tough and with no distraction taking her focus the director of this event finishes the creation of art, an orchestra
A craftwoman of tempo and elegance always stands out after all, bringing the musical score to life.

~ Umi

— The End —