The dropping weights,
The cling of plates.
A beed of sweat,
Can't quit yet.

Together we grow,
Trying to get swole.
Pushing our weights,
On our gym dates.

We train back,
Pulling from the rack.
We hit chest,
You always did your best.

We work shoulders,
Trying to make boulders.
Can't forget legs,
Even if she begs.

We skipped arms,
Due to your charms.
Didn't bother with abs,
You can handle jabs.

We Pushed each other,
Spent that time together.
The gym was our space,
Our happy place.

have you ever been bored?
and just look at the sky?
have you ever been bored?
and asked yourself why?

have you ever beed bored?
and should you ever even try?
have you ever been bored?
and were to tired to cry?

have you ever been bored?
and done something weird?
have you ever been bored?
and try to grow a beard?

if you've ever been bored,
you know its a pain.
if youve ever been bored
you know it comes from the brain.

i've been bored,
how about you?
cuz if you've been bored.
i have too.

My Need I Need You
Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan
I Am In Need
Love has very many shades and flavours my love
And beauty has its own ******* sweetheart
My sweet friend my innocent white charming dove
Let us communicate with eyes and with heart
When I saw you first I lost all to your charms
I am still in that jubilant mood to proceed indeed
Let us be the real followers of love norms
My love I recall you beed by beed I am in need
You falavour remains different and unique
My taste of loveis so fragrant and diverse
My love, love reinvigorates to solemnly seek
In a drop I see the entire glowing yniverse
Let me taste variety of love you carry and belong
Your style has enthralled my love and soul
Let me take advantage to sing beautiful love song
Let me embrace you, let me kiss on mole
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Nov 2020 Love Remains

The pain never truly leaves,
It remains like a monster,
A monster filled with guilt and anger,
One that resides in the back of our mind,
Ready to pounce at the most opportune time,
But unbeknownst to us all,
They don't always want to harm,
They don't always want to cause sadness,
Sometimes, they just want to remind us,
They harm us to ensure, that we can feel better later,
Sometimes, we become our monster,
But that doesn't need to be the case,
You don't beed to always be afraid, or to become friends,
All we need to do,
Is acknowledge our monsters,
And thank then for showing us,
That we can have good times.

Picked thee from a shrub
Part of this poem job
Almost forgot thee
‘Til student told me
It’s “morning glory”!

A school property
But not CapSU-D
Also a public
Bigger, more classic
With BEEd 4

Wrote this night after
Our fieldtrip venture
Picked thee morning late
On Feb. Twenty-Eight
At about Twelve noon

Meters from the gate
West Visayas State
University
Next province city
Of Iloilo

TED students my dear
Second to fourth year
There’s no one did bar
Our going afar
On field trip we are!

-02/29/12
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

A  number  of
  things
  are  not  occurring
  on the  surface  of
  a  rich   person's
  education  hotel.



Ladies   are  sleeping
on  the  beed
  with  other  ladies.

Integration  and  derivatives
  are  on  black  
blackboard.


But  on the    blackness
  there  is  the  sign op
***     hormone  and
  the  liquid  form
of    ******  tablet.

Got thee at breast high
While newly arrived
A flowering plant
But has no odor
It’s a “yellow bell”!

Owned by religious
The Catholic Church
Of town of Miagao
I’m with Vet. Med. II
And BEEd II

Just finished raining
A cloudy morning
About nine-fifteen
Day twenty-seventh
Of month September

Right facing the front
Of quaint Miagao Church
A landscaped area
Near the tall pillar
With yellow flowers

Of course I must get
A leaf from a place
Where I was once part
When I’m in college
Oh how my heart jumps?!

-09/27/2013
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Culled thee from nipa
Little manger roof
We call it “Belen”
By third year students
It’s from a palm tree

My advisory
TED BEEd Three
Don’t know who from them
But it’s one of them
Who got and placed it

Third day January
Third day Twenty Twelve
Third day of the year
Of Water Dragon
About 8 AM

Roof of small manger
Back from one corner
Third years placed it there
With other decors
Character papers

Tolada of kind
The first one unrhymed
Got with two more leaves
Obtained the same day
While Xmas decors unfixed.

-01/03/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee on so-called Lit. Day
At second Ramayan play –

Oh how this day tested me
When time came, not yet ready
8 AM our program must
Most unprepared, oh aghast
Others were out the junction
Sounds went into malfunction

Disappointed superiors
Extended out their clamors
And moved the program further
Towards a one noon after
Thanks God there’s no more trial
Lit. Day flowed through its final

Proud of my BEED IV
With their guts & splendor
But when everything’s over
Cendy left flower scepter

Then Lorie Jean picked it up
Saw it timely, got asap.

-03/08/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Picked thee from grown-up
Now in a small cup
Among leaves of nine
Of a dwarf-sized plant
Here, it’s third “fortune!”

Perhaps a teacher
Or a gardener
A student could be
One who planted thee
TED territory

Twelfth day of this March
Sometime during lunch
While TED preparing
Lit. Day happening
This is second time

Along the pathways
Of Teacher Ed. place
Beside a classroom
Of BEED 2
Planted on a ***

Used as souvenir
For Lit. Day this year
With ***** colorful
Artificial soil
In a ‘lil blue cup.

-03/12-13/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection