"mataram" poems
Dae ko aram kun tano,
Pero saimo, gusto ko magtubod.
Ano daw yaon saimo -
Ta ika, gusto ko na intindihon?
Pirang aldaw pa sana man.
Pero an ibahan ta, magian.
Dati, dae mo ako mapasurat
Nin piyesa na dae mamundo.
Pero ngunyan, balewala an takot -
Ngunyan, dae na mapadaog.
Kun ano man an nakaagi mo,
Aakuon ko.
Aakuon an kaogmahan mo.
Aakuon an pagkukulang mo.
Naintindihan ko an paghadit mo,
Ta dawa ako, nakulugan man ako.
Dae ako mataram nin patapos,
Pero gusto ko na maaraman mo,
Sa pirang aldaw tang ibahan, naogma ako.
Sa pirang aldaw tang ibahan, pinaogma mo ako.
Gusto takang bistuhon na hararom,
Pero ipapaubaya ko na iyan sa panahon.
Kun ano man an kaluluwasan,
Iyan, satuya nalang maaaraman.
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
Malini, your skin is beautiful
Like summer skies beneath clouds,
Do not scrub your skin
You are my kin,
Make your mother proud.
Leena, sing Vande Mataram in a pub in Illinois,
Be bold when men take you for granted,
You are your mother's soul
And someone I always wanted
And say, who your father,
Your mother and your blood,
Say father is a role
Not decided by the gender
Father is a shelter,
Father is home.
Father is a man of your achievements
Father is the man of the house,
Say my mother is my father,
She's a lion, not a mouse.
Aug 6, 2022
Aug 6, 2022 at 12:30 PM UTC