Poem to the Lord

Poetry on doubt

And God says - carry your cross
And I hastily said, ok fine
carry on Boss

He's a good superior
though sometimes I wonder
if it's okay to ponder

I have many questions
and I know He only has the answer
So I prayed and said... Hello Sir!

I'm your humble servant
But it's the 20th century,
I should know the reason
Should I be allow to query?

Subtly, Gently
He said in a good manner
Just love everything
soon, you will find the answer

So I move on, carry my cross with delight
Still knowing that somehow I have seen the light
the answer is love,
very good answer from the Lord Above

Poem for Blink

Blink was a student of mine who took his own life a few years ago...

dear student

why did you have to take down your life
when there is so much to do
why did you give up so fast
when life is not yet thru with you

you are a masterpiece
another creation so unique
another version of the human kind
yet you still have to find

the mystery of everything
the reasons from questions of every human being

but you have given up so fast
you have given up on breathing

Now i wish i was there but i was late
to guide you thru all your hard times
and comfort you, give you strength
and find that Life is full of meaning....

I'm sorry my dear student....

Poetry to a stranger

Dear Stranger
How do I love thee?
For I may not know
how your heart flow...
But I wonder if you can
just truly see
The beauty that radiates
within you and me...

But it is slowly fading...
Like the withering of time...

And God knows if this distance
will be forever
God knows if you will not be
forever mine..

Tula para sa mga tulala

Naaalala ko pa
Malulungkot ang iyong mga mata..
Kahit na itago sa inyong masasayang kanta

At naaapektuhan ako,
Kasi kahit papano, kay Hesus kpatid ang turing ko syo

At sana meron akong magawa
Kahit man lang pagdasal ka sa Poong may Awa

Kaya eto ngayon.. Kumakatha ng tula

Poem of a Wallflower

Shall the seeming wallflower
rise upon the bizarre picture painting named the crowd?

She speaks like any other people,
posture is the same like any human being

but look closer, her soul is wandering..
Aiming relentlessly flying to make a difference..

But it seems everyone is too busy
to look at the picture
Everyones soul is wandering too..

So I let time fly by spending my time as a wallflower
until someone firmly gazes over and see

That little fragile tiny wallflower that is me...

Poetry on letting go

For my dad... who passed away at exactly this month 5 years ago...

When a tree fails to withold its leaves
Then its time to let go

Face the fact that we could no longer be together
Because its the season of the lonely weather

So gloomy as it maybe,
But its reality as we can see
People come and go
even the ones whom we love so

Just learn to prepare yourself
Accept that its over
The one you tell stories and share moments
Will no longer be there

In time, you will not be together
But please don't cry or be bitter
So gloomy as it may be
It's the season of the lonely weather...