love

MY HEART DOST CRAVE

 

My heart dost crave

closeness with Him Who

defeated the grave.

If to Him, I could be

as faithful and true

as He is to me,

then peace would fill

this puny little heart of mine.

Oh, how His light would shine

through me, if I were faithful.

Oh, my heart dost crave

intimacy with my Lord.

Oh, my heart dost crave

my very life's breath.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

You can watch/hear me read this one at:  https://youtube.com/shorts/L-dkhx7bhUE

Beautyganda (in Filipino language with a coined word)








Beautyganda






Maaraw ngunit
hindi ka natinag




Malamang parang
gatas na balat ang
nabanaag




Muntik pa yata
akong mabulag




Kay ganda mo kasing
tinitingnan sa iyong sinuot




Habambuhay tila
pupuwedeng mawala
ang masalimuot




Kaaya-ayang umaga
sa iyong ngiti at mga mata




Ako'y biglang tinamaan
ng isang uri ng Ginhawa




Hindi baduy, hindi rin gaano maporma

Pero bagay sayo ang
pagdadala




Salamat sa Diyos sa
iyong uri ng ganda




Ako tuloy napapasaya,
talaga, O Beautyganda!








Author's Notes/Comments: 

This expermental poem has also been partially inspired by my most recent researches on A.I. generated images which had consequently catapulted me to write/compose something relating to the ideal beauty in my own predilection that coincided or have had happened at this particular time..during my studies about aesthetics and aestheticism...and my actual notions on Love, expressed in Filipino.

 

The term was invented by myself [I hope I coined it first] as I cannot translate what I have in mind at this time to denote both beautiful and cute [I often refer to it as, perhaps in my own invented word, "Cutieganda"..] which was also supposed to be formerly included or have been used in this particular poem. Thanks for reading on.

Para Lang Tayong Nagdurugong Puso Sa Hardin Ng Unang Panahon (in Tagalog language)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Para Lang Tayong
Nagdurugong Puso
Sa Hardin Ng Unang Panahon

 

 

 

 

 

Nahalina ka yata
sa aking hardin

 

Minabuti kong ikaw
ay patuluyin

 

"Halika, pagmasdan
mo ang mga likha
ng sining!"

 

"Mga likas na yaman—
lupain, hangin, dagat, araw,

at mga bituin!"

 

 

 

Ganyan ang nakita ko
rin

sa kislap ng mata mong

tumataginting

 

 

 

Kasing ganda ng mga
bulaklak na maraming
gustong umangkin

 

 

Oo, luma na ang mga
tumubong punong kahoy

at iba't-iba pa ang
disenyo ng mga dahon

 

Hindi ba't ganyan din naman

nung nagkataong maulap
ang ating panahon?

 

 

 

O, Tag-ulan!

Tag-ulan lang!

 

'Wag sanang lumakas ang ihip

mong
hangin at sila'y tatangayin.

 

 

Mga ginintuang halaman

at karilagan ng
pagkalikha na disenyo sa
ating hardin

 

Mga bulaklak lang
parati ang nariyan upang
samahan ang mga

ibon—

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to L.

Tila Siya ang Nagiging Musika Sa Aking Munting Mundo (in Tagalog language)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tila Siya ang Nagiging Musika Sa Aking Munting Mundo

 

 

 

 

 

Sa tugtuging Bago
walang tatalo,

ngunit sa tugtuging Luma

ay para bang

binabaon na sa lupa.

 

 

 

Ano pa ba ang ritmo
na gugustuhin pa niya

ngayong ako'y tumatanda na?

 

 

 

Ililipad ba ako ng hangin sa tuwing
oras ay nagdaraan?

Maglalahong
parang bula.. o
mawawalang parang
multo sa kadiliman?

 

 

 

Sa kalagitnaan nitong
gabi'y aking tatanawin,

O malayong abot-tanaw!

 

 

 

Nawa'y palaging

mahimbing itong
aking pagtulog

upang magising
ng tama at wasto
sa araw-araw!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to R.

Nagsasalita Rin Ba Ang Biyolin? (in Tagalog language)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nagsasalita Rin Ba Ang Biyolin?

 

 

 

 

 

Nagsasalita rin ba
ang Biyolin?

Ganyan naman sila,
pati ang Piyano.

Kung magsasabay
ay melodya lang
ang tanging habol.

Sa mga interpretasyon
lang kung magkakatalo,

sa ganda, at hugis
ng kanilang
mga naratibo.

Gaya ng ulan,
sa kanilang pagpatak
Maingay man sa iba
ay dahil ito'y
parang may binabalak

O Ingay, sa hagod, at kalampag,
tilamsik at bangayan ninyo,

Nawa'y ako'y 'wag
mapaiyak, aking di maaninag na Anino

Hindi pa man nagdaratingan ang mga ibong marikit,

sa sandaling ito,
sana'y malaman mong
nawala ka ng isang saglit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to R.

 

Reedited: 03.13.2024 (I formatted the font size at this point, to make it more readable for commonly used gadgets, as the original font in the default seemed quite very small —for me, at least.)

 

 

(Mood:  Kevin Kern - Sad Melody, Violin & Piano)

 

 

Reedited:  03.06.2024 [23:22] Naway = Nawa'y, the verses, when transfered, were not divided during cutting & pasting the whole poem from another app..so the resulting format was retained as is (not grouped in verses, as it was originally formed).  Somehow, the format becomes part of the experimentation.

our story to tell

Folder: 
2023

“the kind of stories that people turn life into,

the kind of lives people turn stories into”

 

isn’t that just what I promised you

when we both pushed fear

to the bottom of the page

because we liked the beginning

too much to second guess

 

isn’t love just as simple

and just as complicated

as we have all tasted it

 

isn’t being here the pleasant shiver that fits my skin so well

isn’t your warmth the way I have always wanted to wake up

isn’t today just another love note we have written each other

 

and when I run out of words

aren’t we the beautiful I have been chasing here

 

now I have turned around and

this is what we have built

 

with a summer (or two) apart,

a cross country trip,

some wrenches thrown

straight to the heart

and now in the same city

something to build our own

our story to tell

 

even when I’m second guessing

my chaos hums with your fire

my insides burn with your song

 

why should I be caring about the universe

when everything I’ve built is in my hands?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 10/25/23

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Echoes Of Lies

Folder: 
Love Poems

You whispered words, sweet and sincere,
Promises held, in the misty atmosphere.
I believed every vow, every line you fed,
But beneath the surface, lies lurked instead.

 

You painted a picture, so vivid and bright,
But shadows crept in, concealed from the light.
Your love was a facade, a delicate guise,
Leaving me stranded, beneath empty skies.

 

You said you loved me, with all your might,
But your words were hollow, veiled in the night.
You lied to me, but you lied to yourself too,
Leaving shattered pieces, of what we once knew.

 

In the echo of silence, I hear the truth ring,
The melody of deception, the song you sing.
Each whispered "I love you," now a bitter sting,
As I unravel the truth, the pain it brings.

 

We danced in the moonlight, lost in the trance,
But your love was a fiction, a fleeting romance.
You wore a mask, hiding secrets untold,
Leaving scars on my heart, as your lies unfold.

 

You said you loved me, with all your might,
But your words were hollow, veiled in the night.
You lied to me, but you lied to yourself too,
Leaving shattered pieces, of what we once knew.

 

I'm picking up fragments, of shattered dreams,
Torn apart by your deceitful schemes.
The love that we shared, now lost in the tide,
As I bid farewell, to the tears I've cried.

 

You said you loved me, with all your might,
But your words were hollow, veiled in the night.
You lied to me, but you lied to yourself too,
Leaving shattered pieces, of what we once knew.

 

So I'll walk away, from the echoes of lies,
Embracing the truth, beneath clear skies.
Though your love was a lie, I'll learn to forgive,
And find solace in the life, I now must live.

 

February 03, 2024

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Nothing else I can add. It says it all...

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Beware

Be Careful With Your Heart and With Whom You Share.

You Only Have One, We Dont All Get A Spare. 
Give It To Someone That Will Always Take Care.
For Once It Is Broken, It's Hard To Repair. 
Love Isn't Easy and It's Not Always Fair.
But When It Is True, Nothing Else Will Compare. 
So Hold Out For A Love That WANTS To Be There.
Not One That Is Looking For Some Random Affair.
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Trampled dreams

I hid my heart in a shell

So invisible, out of reach and I pretend .. i am incapable of feeling

 

A knock on a door, as if it was a spell

Filled with hope, a butterfly escaped.. she was trampled while she was sneaking

 

I spoke my mind and I did tell

So many words, yet I was stumped, my heart desires to stop the beating

 

I wore my dream catcher and asleep I fell

out of a dream, I was chased by nightmares.. yes; my dreams were deceiving 

 

I put a smile while my heart dispersed,

My thoughts were muddled, my face I painted while I was breaking 

 

I pulled my self and walked through hell

As many times as I needed, fractured and shattered but I’m still dreaming 

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