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...

After the Turbulence

This is a very sad poem... I created this after my Father's burial last 2005 while I was in the RORO Bus from Visayas going to Luzon...



I rage a battle in my mind
where the fight I have created is with a loved one

The sound so intense,
It's pricking my heart and I cried alone in the morning dark

Then suddenly..
Back to reality
Morning has broken and its bright outside
And I started to wonder
if my future is as bright as the morning light

Then the drama tries to creep again
And I gasped for my drug..
Nailing myself to the present moment
praying that my mind won't leave me again

The clock is ticking like hell
and the whole day I spent myself alone..

Thinking..

Hallucinating...

Fading helplessly among the crowds

It seems like another story is beginning..
Another beginning that is never ending..

And Im tired..

I struggle to hold my tears..
I gasped myself for air
as I feel the need to breath..

So I inhale...
wishing the drama in my mind to go away
as I exhale...

Poetry on confusion

Im suspended in the midst of confusion
There is a big question hanging in my face

My heart remains strong and my mind struggles to be stable
What keeps me here in this circle of no ending?

I keep looking and falling..
And yearning for afterwhich, I'll be suspended again

Oh desperate jaded heart of mine,
Be patient for tomm the night will come down
You will see the path, the light will shine on you
He will guide you, you will not drown

Just be still, have faith to the things around
Heal the wound, do not mind thescar
For all these things is the way to the path
of the light of your souls never ending radiance...

Poetry on faith

The sky is blue and I am too
But I see the star and then I see you..

I know you are there somewhere
And I will wait
Till you fall gently
into my hands to keep
Till then,
I will always have the faith..

Conversations with Self

These were one of the poems I created in my firs few days at the Focolare last 2004

Im talking to my bestest friend
that is myself

Trying to analyze every situation
where I have failed
And then Im finding my eyes
staring at blankness again..

Circling around makes me dizzy
Why am I still at the beginning?
The beginning of a story that is never ending?

I guess I have not found the key that would
make me settle in this journey

Masterpiece

Don't take away my knowledge
It's all that I have
Don't take away my pride
It's all I made up

I am what I am
A unique creation of God

But let me unfold into something new
Let me just be carefree and true

For I am still finding myself
A beautiful masterpiece of the Lord Himself

Love unfolding naturally

I once was in love with a Deacon... hahaha!! Im crazy..

Don't put pressure
Let our love unfold naturally
Please don't stare
Because the truth is I'm scared

That I might make the same mistake again
To love and then fall,
Bruise my already wrecked ego

There's something in your eyes
I'd like to explore
Something so mysterious as the ocean floor

But I wouldnt dare start
For I know in the end.. you will just break my heart..

Ang mundo ay tutulungan ko

Tumatakas ba ako
sa magulong mundo?
Yan ang tanong sa sarili

Hindi lubos mawari na
ako ay masaya samantalang
ang mga kababayan ko
ay gutom at naghihintay ng himala

Na sana madinig ng Diyos
ang kanilang munting tinig
na sana'y matanggal ang malaking tinik
sa kanilang dibdib

Kaya anong ginagawa ko dito?
Kailangang ayusin ang magulong mundo
kailangan magmadali dahil baka bukas ay huli na
Baka ang mga mahal ko ay mawala na

Hindi hahayaang mag aksaya
Hindi dapat magsawalang bahala
Kailangan magmadali
Ayusin ang sarili at ang mundo
ay tulungan ko....

Poem on Positivism

I think I gave this poem to Father Georg..

Have you noticed the taste of a hot soup on a cold rainy day?
The color of the house where I stay?
Have you noticed the delightful sound of a grass cutter?
Or the clean green ground after?

Have you noticed the color of this paper is brown and the color of the pen is blue

And most of all.. I have transformed into something new...

I am HIS soldier

This was created while in the seminarian house last 2004.. yes, dating tambay ako sa seminaryo :D

I'm a soldier with no guns nor sword
nor shiny shield, nor flashy robe
All I have is my pride
and His word as my guide
coz Im His soldier..


Life is a constant struggle
Our aim is to win our daily battle
Im a soldier and I fight
I fight for my life
Carry on, never let go
For along these barriers
Im gonna win a bright tomorrow
coz Im a soldier


I see people..
Other soldiers fighting too
I see them breaking down,
Their pain reflecting in a sad depressing sound
And I hear them echoing in my mind

I dont want to fight for myself alone
Someday I know, I will carry them on
I will help them see the light,
Fight the battle of their lives
coz I am HIS soldier