Saturday, September 25, 2010
Wonder why you make me glee
everytime you'll come out I see
rising in the east
or settling in the west
you're such a beauty to glance
never that i let go of a chance
you mesmerize me the way you shine
or the way you spread your every ray line
You give me hope. give me light
give me reason to continue to fight
Oh I can't wait to see you again
and witness what bright tomorrow brings
This poem was written at dawn. Inspired by that someone sitting beside me while watching everyone swimming. This is a metaphor of the state of our relationship. It's in a new beginning, a hopeful journey shared by the two of us with irreplaceable roles in each other's life. This is a SHARED ADVENTURE.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
and a longing to feel the touch of nature;
there is something the winds are telling me,
thought I heard them say:
"You needed some time with yourself and away;
away from this noisy, stressful and busy city."
Asked God for peace of heart, mind and soul;
He gave me the opportunity to be peaceful;
Asked Him for a day that is stress-free,
He gave me the chance to meet serenity.
"Maybe I just needed sometime with myself and away;
Away from the pains, issues and chaos of this city."
We all are living our lives. Aren't we?
Make ourselves masters at what we do best
sometimes not minding our impact on the rest.
Thought I needed myself some time and away,
Away from this stressful, noisy and busy city;
But all I actually needed is again to be ready,
facing some painful truth and the inevitable reality.
Cause this is life, the life I've been living
IN THIS CITY
Friday, August 27, 2010
or until eight approaches infinity.
Poet's insight: I was actually amazed on how I successfully inspired myself to create this one. It was a fast one for my rusty poetic mind yet I think I made it. Weeew.. I am so full of hope right now. Hope to stay on track, hope to uncover more of me and hope to be better day by day. Oh well, let's see.
I would not pressure myself with posting or creating my first literary feature as of the moment. As much as I would like to create a poem, story or anything whatsoever called a literary piece aka ART, I am not just that fast and effective in composing my thought and translate it to a piece of art in a very short time span. Well, even given a long period it's hard, but still I try, always for the sake of what I consider art.
So this post is about my first literary exposure. That was when I had to recite a famous poem in front of many people during our recognition rites way back in Grade 1. I'm pretty sure that most people would recognize this poem even with its first line. Here it is.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,