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Eloisa Jul 2019
It is only in my moment of silence
that I could hear my voice
I got lost in the wilderness
but I have found myself
~My Regular Nature Walk
There should be moments that you have to find time to have some solitude to review the past and do some deep thinking which is vital to your own growth. This is the time to identify your dreams that you already brought into reality and some goals and plans that you have not yet accomplished. Being with my own company at times provided me a chance to rediscover myself and my life’s purpose. It helped me reflect on my past and chart my future properly.
Eloisa Jun 2019
Soft and rhythmic thrum
To the shores of paradise
A sparkly summer
Eloisa Oct 2019
Sometimes the simplest of things spark memories.
Memories of great importance in our lives.
Every moment and each event in our past planted something important in our soul.
Eloisa Oct 2019
I just thought that I have left your memories ashore and buried them deep under the sand.
But they were carried by the waves again
in the middle of the ocean.
Here where I am trying to find
and rebuild myself.
Waves of longing and regrets are crushing
my sail.
I’m now swimming, drowning in nostalgic pain.
I dived deep within your memories
and finally found my heart.
I held my precious heart, stayed afloat
and saw a glimpse of my own horizon.
Though self-forgiveness and peace
are yet far to be reached.
I still have my strength.
And I promise not to drown again.
~An emotional journey
Eloisa Jun 2022
Bravery and strength
She broke the hourglass of grief
Knotted dreams unravelled
With pretty shades of purpose
The moon, her poems as witness
Eloisa Feb 2019
White flurries descending from the gray sky
Starting to envelope the ground like blankets
Leaves are lovely as if they have trinkets
Naked trees suddenly have ornaments
The cold wind blows the crystals in rhythm
Snowflakes are dancing like tiny butterflies
Winter's beauty truly isn't pale and colored light
The earth's not asleep, only dressed in sparkly white
Eloisa Aug 2019
Her heart dances like rain
as the earth plays an ancient rhythm.
With the stars and their smiles,
She loves, she dreams.
Eloisa Jun 2019
I thought I can’t express my words
I’ve plenty of unspoken thoughts
Come closer and feel my heart
My inner core beats happiness
For your every act of love and kindness
For your every word of encouragement
Not for me but for our children
For sharing them your bliss
For soothing their pains, their cries
You don’t need  to be perfect
You don’t need to be great
Just travel through life with us
Even through light and dark
Through thick and thin
Through ups and downs
And remember your most treasured title
It’s not only being a husband but more of a FATHER
Happy Father’s Day
Eloisa Jan 2023
I am exhausted by strength today.
I’ve often pretended to be a mighty oak fighting the storms
Often fought the strongest winds while standing there in the open
Alone and compelled to fight
My wars, and most of the time theirs
Bewildered and forlorn
Glorifying the oak in me
Yet I have always ended up crooked, scarred, and broken
Unaccepting to the message of reality
That there will always be lulls and long despairs
And a lot of battles that you cannot choose
But will still try to find someone
Who’ll help me gather the fallen sticks, my gnarled and withered twigs
To create something beautiful
While I find again my quiet strength, my calm courage amidst any storm
Eloisa Mar 2022
I opened my eyes in darkness,
In the ravine where I met myself.
I heard my voice
in the deep silence.
In the unending crack
I began to tread again.
I tried to climb
out of dread and despair.
Nearing the death of light.
The moon has left.
Eloisa Feb 2019
Hold my hands please
Whisper something to ease the pain
Help me get through this ordeal
I can hardly breathe
I feel cold
I am numb
I am beginning to break
I am starting to get weak
Thoughts scattered
Dreams shattered
Hopes halted
Love has ended
Eloisa Jun 2021
And she laid herself down on the sand of darkness
Slowly lacing each tiny grain into pearl
Loosen yet whole
Rare yet priceless
Precious and lustrous
Enchanting and valuable
Eloisa Jun 2022
Staring at my return ticket
to the past
My sunset in a wine glass
Hazy but wondrous
Some things stay even one departs
Eloisa Jun 2019
Barefoot and slowly
Still in my satin sleepwear
I’m caught in a trance
Morning Reverie
Eloisa May 2022
Help me forget my dark thoughts.
Even just for now.
Be my calm,
my cloak in this dimness
I’m confined in.
Please.
Calm the storm that runs
through my veins.
Be the breeze that hugs my soul.
Eloisa Jul 2019
I stared at your sun illuminate my world
when I thought I lost my shine
I stared at your colors paint my canvas
when I thought my life was dull
I stared at your eyes declare the truth,
telling me your dreams, love, and vows
I stared at the calluses on your palm
as your hand capture mine
Eloisa May 2021
In my solitary hours,
haunted by the silence
of this silvery river,
with trees scattered on its banks
I heard soft whispers
from every leaf.
A soft and peculiar chant,
mumbling sorrows and despair to
my melancholic soul.
My swift glimpse on the silent, still water revealed
a stranger,
A girl though left lucid yet
drowned and lost.
Silenced by the heavy
ripples of grief,
Dim thoughts began to steal
the river’s song.
Now I’m slipping into the water depths,
In the midst of these soundless murmurs,
all alone.
Eloisa Jul 2019
Ashore on the ripples of memory,
the waters come calling me.
A beauty that grows deep within my soul presents a clear tranquility.
I feel beyond its depth, I dream beyond the sea.
I whisper and ask the wind to carry
my wishes towards beyond the galaxies.
The moon vanishes while the sun shines proudly.
I’m more than my dreams in this realm I chose to be.
At peace with the blue sky and the open sea,
I glance at the sun that reflects the reality of my future me.
Bright colors are born with positivity.
A new promised light that leads to a meaningful journey.
Eloisa Jun 2021
She drowned herself
in the magical depths of silence.
Searching,
healing,
finding her missing essence.
A much needed retreat to her sanctuary
to find herself!
Eloisa Nov 2022
Love, my safety
Faith, my wings
A quest for light through this
sunless journey
With a remarkable strength
From hell came out an angel
Back to an enchanting flight
Ready to glide in this garden
of life
#COVID19 Kicked My B*tt

Japan braces for 8th wave right now as #covid19 spreads again.  The thousands of cases daily and the fear of having a dual coronavirus-seasonal influenza spike this winter worries many.  But since almost 80% of the population are fully vaccinated, wearing mask has already been optional for children which I think is a contributing factor for the continuing increase on cases. I teach young children and there were noted children’s infection in our area. So, I knew that #covid19 would catch me at some point due to the nature of my job. As a language teacher, I work in close contact with our clients doing small and big group English lessons to kindergartners and elementary students. I do private one on one conversation and Eiken lessons as well. I know that a number of people I came in contact with got infected by this crazy virus though they observe strict health protocols all the time. Thus, I am always telling myself that I’ve been lucky because I was exposed to covid+ individuals many times and I was never infected. Unfortunately, after our halloween party, covid kicked my b*tt really bad. But being fully vaccinated and boosted, I was not totally scared and I felt ready to take on this virus. Turns out, I was ready, but it wasn't a walk in the park. I've heard some friends say that getting the latest covid variant is like a bad case of sniffles or a mild flu. Not for me. I spent horrible days of having body aches, chills, fatigue, diarrhea, nausea, and fever. I felt miserable with no energy, had anosmia and ageusia and had the worst sore throat of my life. My throat was like being chainsawed. I dreaded swallowing, and the pain in my throat every time I sneezed was too excruciating. Age factor, maybe. And now a few weeks after, I still feel the adverse effects it brought to my body. Cough, chest tightness, and sore throat still linger.  But what scared me then during my infection was actually transmitting the virus to the members of my family. Thank God, they’re safe and healthy. 🙏
I guess, I didn’t beat covid. The vaccines did.
#COVID19
#VaccinesWork
#FaceMasksProtect
#BacktoWork
Eloisa Jan 2023
Moving with the sea
Dancing with the waves
Letting the rhythm of the water wash my melancholic soul
All the ripples and surges
I beg
Cleanse me but see me beyond my flaws
Eloisa Feb 2019
When you choose sadness to take over the depths of your heart
Then you let doubts and anxieties prevail over joy
And when you opt to have your smile vanish in a whirlwind of fear
You'll be stuck too long in the darkness you're confined in
Catastrophes and obstacles will  pile up without end
Struggles will get harder to carry unbearable burden
Bounce back and drive all your worries away
Get out of this dead end and seek the light again
Be not afraid to create your safe space and realize your plans
Be brave to tread to the other side of the barrier where thick and luscious grass awaits
Where doubts, fear and sorrow no longer exist
Eloisa Oct 2019
My heart went missing for days.
For how long, I couldn’t remember.
I’m sure it followed the long and jagged road
of my past.
And as it slowly trying to collect the pieces of important memories, it thought I had left behind,
my heart was led to a dead end
and a huge road sign.
Wrong way.
I’m now patiently waiting for my heart
to come back soon.
I hope it can remember its way home.
Eloisa Oct 2019
Hawak-kamay, sabay na tinahak ang makinang na dalampasigan
Patuloy sa paghakbang at paghila sa animo'y hindi dumarampi sa buhanging mga talampakan
Mga palad na magkayakap, mga daliring magkaniig
Dalawang pares ng matang nakangiti na ayaw bumitiw sa pagtitig
Kasabay ng umaawit at mabining pagaspas ng alon
Sumakay sa bangka patungo sa paraiso'y masayang sumagwan
Subalit sa masayang paglalakbay ay may humulagpos na unos
Paligid ay nilamon ng dilim, dumaan sa langit ang kislap ng talim
Bangkang sabay na sinasagwan, tumaob at tinangay ng agos
Sa gitna ng laot, sabay ding nilamon ng dagat at sa ilalim bumulusok
Patuloy ang delubyong pilit na pinaghihiwalay ang magkahugpong na kamay
Pilit pa ring lumangoy at magkasamang sumampa sa bangkang gutay-gutay
Niyakap nang mahigpit ang kilalang bisig kahit nakapikit
Hindi man mapigil ang higanteng alon at malakas na buhos ng ulan
Nangangatal, nangangalay man ay hindi huminto sa pagsagwan
Muntik mang malunod sa sigalot na mainam na nakaungos
Kumalma ang dagat, natawid ng gabi ang umaga sa gitna ng digma at unos
Mula sa dalampasigan, sa laot at sa dulo ng mga puso
Mamamayani ang pag-ibig sa malawak at mapanghamong mundo
~ I hope to translate this piece to English.
Eloisa Mar 2019
She stood there naked almost all throughout the year
Enslaved by the chilling winds, captured by the gloom of winter
Though she never got tired of waiting for the sun to rouse from a lengthy sleep
Reaching up the clouds, she raised her tiny brittle arms and began to weep

I was a witness to her silent suppressed feeling and pain
But I was scared to show her that I also wallow in vain
Then I saw her yesterday with the warm breeze caressing her blushing cheeks
I just wished she felt my joy, the freedom from the frigid knot is indeed to celebrate

Her beauty now flourishes in her pink and silky gown
Her smile glitters and she glows like a princess with a gorgeous crimson crown
Again I am a witness to her glorious happiness and content
Though nervous of the ceremony that might soon begin to fade
Eloisa Jul 2022
The beauty of her heart speaks.
As she floated freely in the water.
Like lotus, she blooms radiantly in the rain.
Catching life as it flows.
Watching the clouds blown away beyond the sky.
Letting the magic of love do
what it will.
Eloisa Mar 2023
And then there’s something special
in my solitary journey
Pristine sands aglow like pearls
Us, enjoying the serene, silky sea
This aching reverie, bitter-sweet memories
Our hands rowing our boat
Our dancing rituals under the moon
Chasing the sunset, enjoying the sunrise
How I long for those happier days
How I yearn for our lost serendipity
And so I pray for light and colors
For the radiance that once so bright
A whisper of prayer for our lost serendipity and splendor
And so I send my wishes through the joyous unceasing winds
Requesting the stars to keep track of us
Though our destinies may not again collide
She
Eloisa Apr 2020
She
She’s poetry and scars,
blossoms and thorns,
diamonds
and shards of a shattered glass,
a siren who scatters love like fairy dust.
Eloisa May 2022
Gorgeous souls vanished.
Amazing creatures were lost.
But light still replaces the glimmer that she lost.
Every new day brings hope.
The ocean still continues to wash away the dirt.
Fate gives us darkness as a gift.
Turning the ugly
into faith and power.
And soon humanity will find
sweet waters
to fill her.
A response to Tim’s poem

“We carry within us all the mystical power we need to transform our world.”
Anthon St. Maarten
“All of the worlds problems can be solved in the garden.”
Geoff Lawton
Eloisa Aug 2019
In times when she feels crushed and broken,
she would watch the tiny messengers of hope.
The fireflies’ magical sparks remind her that even a little light can shine in darkness.
And when she’s completely torn into bits
that’s difficult to piece together,
she would look up to the sky and stare at the little messengers of life.
The stars remind her that she can still radiantly shine even in pieces.
Eloisa Mar 2020
I feel tired
not because I have done a lot.
I feel tired because I know I have done a little
...to teach myself to realize that it’s OVER.
Eloisa May 2020
Aside from the wilderness
where I taste the sweetness
of my solitude,
enjoy my solace,
and renew my strength,
I have the darkness
to meditate.
A calm haven
to listen to myself.
I have the silken darkness
to ruminate.
A sanctuary
to regain my glow.
So far away
I went again,
into the heart of wilderness.
With nothing with me
except my silence.
I traveled through
the dark alone.
And there I found
the truth.
That silence
I brought within
is the true color of gloom.
I continued my journey
through the dark
to see the moon
and the stars.
The resplendent stars
then nourished
my leaden silence.
While the lustrous moon
retrieved
my vanished thoughts.
So in this journey,
I was given some sacred gifts.
A new heart with
ardent love.
A new pair of eyes
that can see the light.
And an eternal trusting soul,
awakened
with an inflamed passion.
Eloisa Jun 2021
I watched the sun touched the ocean today.
It brought its radiance to the water.
Then I saw the water played with colors.
Gold, aqua, green, orange, and blue,
so lovely in different hues.
The thoughts of the ocean reminded me of us.
Our sunny days and stormy skies.
Cries, dismays, laughters, dreams, and smiles.
Black and white,
dark and light.
Darkened days and silvery nights.
But love has always led,
lighting the pathways to understanding.
By loving with the fullness of our heart,
we found its bliss, its beauty, and its blessing deep within.
Let’s continue to live on dreams and hopes.
And together herald in the mystical wonders and joys,
where dayspring has no end,
where flowers burst in ever glory and splendor,
even years after we’ve lifted our first silver hair.
Written this poem long time ago after I had a wonderful discussion about “love” with my friend Peter. Just realized that it was not yet posted.
Eloisa Apr 2019
A quick change of weather brought me to stare outside the window
Standing near the porch, I was then surprised to see snow falling
Almost a month when cherry blossoms began to say hello
Here comes a chilling wind and a surprise snowfall in spring
Hearing its sound, a thread of sad memories began to flow
This pushed me back to the hour of pain, strain,  and self-blaming
Worried about the blossoms and  pretty wild flowers in the meadow,
I looked around and saw green grass and birds happily chirping
Oh! the woods smell sweet, snow becomes rains and the little stream flows
And everywhere I turn around, I see hope in everything
Plus who among us would not care, cherish and will not go
To admire a lovely tree where blossoms are hung with snow in spring
~A snowy day in spring!
Eloisa Sep 2021
The sunrise and the sunset,
the autumn and the spring,
Thoughts of their magnificence
pulled me up from this lengthy dormancy,
Living my life ahead,
Leaving the pain behind.
Eloisa Mar 2019
Too wonderful is the spring's day and night
Painting the meadows with delight
Too green are the grass and leaves
Waving happily in tune with the breeze
Too sweet is the smell of the blossoms
Rejoicing in colorful robes they bloom
Someday my dearest love we will
Oh believe me, one day in April
Spring dance in the sun we will
On a sweeter spring, we'll kiss uphill
Eloisa Jun 2020
She danced under her
deep-sunken sun,
Her life’s most sorrowful last
dance.
As the soft breeze blows through
her lengthy hair,
Mingled in a day of incessant rain
was a massive, uncertain blur.
When dim from her flaws grew
each time she cries,
Pain and weakness crawled
in her begging, bleary eyes.
Alone she wept, she sorely wept alone.
And gloom flames
what her aching heart consumes.
The discordant clouds soon ceased weeping.
Shadows of hope and love suddenly furled
her destroyed and delicate wings.
She opened her eyes
from her weary, wretched plight,
Selene gently wrapped her
in her bright, glittering light.
And as the night arrives and pervades her heart with gleam,
Vermilion flares up through her new
and brighter dreams.
Eloisa Jun 2019
She felt the magic of spring as she sees the blossoms smile with glee
And as the lovely sights yielded her with supreme delight
poetry lines seep from the deepest part of her heart
Eloisa Apr 2020
I woke to a soft morning light
filtered through my pink curtains
and the neighbor’s heater vibrating in my ear
And through my window
saw snowflakes carefree dancing
in a radiant and romantic rapeseed field
Warmed by the scent of brewing coffee
and lovely thoughts of you
This magical sea of yellow
adorned by tiny lacy flurries
Let me forget the freezings that I’ve felt
and the dimness that I’ve seen
Eloisa May 2020
Lake of confusion
Never did you send flowers
Sky weeps in sadness
Eloisa Feb 2019
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
Eloisa Jun 2019
All the things that troubled her seem insignificant,
all that matters is
the magical sunset,
the smell of the satin green grass
and every memory she had with him.
Eloisa Jun 2019
Your last sweetest kiss
In the land of the palm trees
Faith and golden sands
Eloisa May 2020
I spelled out my secrets
in the language of the flowers,
with petals mixed in with my tears.
Please let the words of these blossoms
be heard more than my story to tell.
Eloisa May 2022
And the day sends bursts of gold and brilliance to the coming night.
Beautifully engraving divine colors through the horizon.
The rambling of magics, mysteries, and charm has commenced.
The whispering of the leaves,
the spirit of spring.
The lighting beacon of my love
and resilience.
Nurturing my dreams,
unfurling my new-found wings.
An amorous night to soar,
an idyllic moment to fly,
While I await for the moon
to join the sun
in the same pastel sky.
Just saw the most beautiful sunset today.
Eloisa Aug 2019
I heard the call of the old trees,
so I took my tired heart for a walk in the woods.
Peace, healing and energy embraced me.
I rode the wind again and gladly found my spirit of optimism.
The sounds of the water, the birds singing, their magical rhythm gave me power.
The delights of summer.
Eloisa Aug 2019
One day,
you will just look back
at your rough and dark past,
and you will then realize that
the jagged road you have wandered
was either a path through personal enlightenment
or a road that was never to be taken.
Eloisa Aug 2019
What is more atrocious than any bombs nowadays
are the insults and hatred we hurled at each other as humans!
~Reading a discussion thread on a news about remembering the Hiroshima & Nagasaki Bombings.
The scars and sorrows of what happened are still there though invisible. Hoping that nothing of such atrocity will happen today and on the days to come. The indiscriminate targeting of civilians on a warfare is always destructive and demonic.
Eloisa Oct 2021
Sitting under the prismatic sky,
With my heart so broken,
my eyes shut,
barely catching my breath,
and silently chanting a beautiful prayer.
Though the autumn leaves began to sob with me,
the birds of paradise
welcomed you with love.
We’ll keep the fondest thoughts,
the wonderful memories,
You may now dance there in heaven.
There, amongst the angels.
My grandmother died this morning.
The fourth death in the family this year.
Eloisa Sep 2019
She loved and valued others
as exactly as they are.
Then proudly watched them as they changed to the truest and best versions of themselves.
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