Posted in Balak (Visayan Poetry), original

Ug Sa Dihang (And Then Suddenly)

Ug sa dihang ikaw ako nakaplagan
Nalipay kining kasingkasing ko
Gimingaw sa katam-is sa paghigugma
Diha lamang nakit-an ug balik kanimo

Walay sama ang gibati
Akong kalipay sangko sa langit
Minahal ko, imo akong gitubos
Sa kaguol ug sa kasakit

English translation:

And then suddenly I found you
My heart rejoiced
It missed the sweetness of love
That I found again in you

The feeling is beyond compare
My happiness exceeds the heavens
You’ve rescued me, my love
My suffering and loneliness

Posted in original

Thousand and One

A thousand and one problems and not a single answer

A thousand and one answers that does not solve your problem

A thousand and one lies and not a trace of truth

A thousand and one truth but tainted with one lie

A thousand and one reasons yet one fails to act

A thousand and one acts all for a single reason

A thousand and one mistakes and all you ask is to be right for once

A thousand and one correct decisions only to be ruined by one mistake

A thousand and one failures; success within reach

A thousand and one success because you persisted after the failures

There’s a lot to lose and a lot to gain

when you have a thousand and one reasons to get up and stand again

Posted in original

Plain and Simple

if you write straight from the heart

anything can be turned into art

you need not use such big words like

brusque and abjure

or capricious, legerdemain or bonjour

maybe try something like mendacious, licentious

the there’s penurious, officious; maybe even propitious

I scratch my head for I know not the meaning of these words

I’m better off sitting and watching all the wonderful birds

in writing, it’s nice to be colorful

but most of the time, I’d like to keep it plain and simple

Posted in life, original

The Moon and The Starless Sky

the moon is out, it shines bright but the stars aren’t out tonight

the starless sky makes the moon look so lonely

yet I can’t help but feel that it’s proud

it has the whole sky, the whole stage, all to itself

all eyes will be upon it

and it’s beauty will be more pronounced

the moon glows, the only source of light for this night

how lovely to be under its magical light

a sense of calm and wonderful bliss showers down upon the world

the moon dances in the sky, its light never waning

its bright yellow-orange light lifts one’s soul

and seems to make the world turn slow

turning the lazy quiet evening more lazy

I gaze upon the moon and it winks back

such a wonderful, wonderful sight

Posted in favorites

All Things Bright and Beautiful

All things bright and beautiful,

 All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful:

The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,

 Each little bird that sings,

He made their glowing colors,

He made their tiny wings.

The rich man in his castle,

 The poor man at his gate,

He made them, high or lowly,

 And ordered their estate.

The purple headed mountains,

The river running by,

The sunset and the morning

That brightens up the sky.

The cold wind in the winter,

The pleasant summer sun,

The ripe fruits in the garden,

He made them every one.

The tall trees in the greenwood,

The meadows where we play,

The rushes by the water,

To gather every day.

He gave us eyes to see them,

And lips that we might tell

How great is God Almighty,

Who has made all things well.

All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful:

The Lord God made them all.

 Ce­cil F. Al­ex­an­der

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The Tulip and the Gardener

And so the tulip sat there, alone in the pot

He felt so lonely, a friend he was without

He wanted to go to the fields, were the other flowers lay

Dancing to the rhythm of the wind, they sway

 

The gardener, who loved the tulip, saw his sadness

So he asked the tulip, what would bring him gladness

“To be where the many are. To sway amongst the crowd…

To belong with the others…that will surely make me proud”

 

The gardener, did not want to let the tulip go

But he loved it dearly, he was willing to do so

The gardener removed the tulip from the pot

Placed him on a very wonderful spot

 

“You can always come back, whenever you want”, the gardener said

The tulip just bounced happily while the gardener, a tear he shed

“This is the life!”, the tulip yelled

He breathed in deep, the air he smelled

 

He swayed like the others, he played in the rain

He rolled on the field, he fell in love with the plain

The tulip did what the other flowers did

Even if it was something the gardener forbid

 

The tulip blended in, no longer standing out

For now he was scared, to stick out

He followed the norm and became afraid to be unique

He stayed mum, afraid to speak

 

He now had friends and everyone else, yet he was feeling alone

Something was missing, he was not sure; so he sat atop a stone

When he was alone, inside the pot, he grew

Now outside, more free, he wilted; then he knew

 

The gardener’s care and love, made him beautiful

His gentle hands,made him courageous, not doubtful

But the tulip left, he was not faithful

He knew he made the gardener sorrowful

 

He called to him, “Master, Oh master! I have learned my lesson

I can not live without you, out here, I feel like I’m in a dungeon..”

“Forgive me and take me back, please

I’m down on my bended knees”

 

The gardener smiled, happy to bring the tulip back

He carried him gently and followed the winding track

The tulip was back to his pot, he smiled

This was home and he was the gardener’s child

 

The tulip was happier than ever before

He was contended, he will leave the pot no more

He realized, he was never alone after all

This, he was happy to know; so on the pot, he stood tall