Keep Hoping, keep believing

Keep Hoping, keep believing, for the night never lasts. and the dawn shall cast out all our darkness

Charity mae Semena

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Jade.

Rainy September (While I Wait)

It’s another rainy night,

So cold, that I could use a hug so tight,

Lonely and weary,

My eyes start to become teary.

I remember you my inspiration,

Just like a love song,

My heart won’t skip a beat,

Your presence is my heat,

For tonight I will keep.

On this night,

By this poem I address to you,

Hoping to prove something,

Of what I feel is true.

As I wait for you at the gates,

Who knows what will be my fate,

If you’d give me a chance,

To prove my worth,

Then it would be my rebirth.

It can start another generation,

For my teen life has almost been in stagnation.

Everytime I’m with you,

It’s a different sensation,

My heart would never cease its palpitations.

I wrote down this poem,

As I wait for you outside,

For it’s purpose,

To let out what I feel inside.

I’m really shy,

 Even to say a simple Hi.

But my feelings can’t be denied.

By: Manuel Estrologo Jr.

ONLY MINE

Lying alone in this room,

with our song continuously playing.

Here comes my heart bleeding.

longing for your heart I once owning.

Tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.

As I remember the moments we once shared.

Your hands fit snugly on mine.

As we walk, as you sing our song with all your heart.

To grow old together.

Build a happy and simple family.

Appreciate life’s beauty with each other’s arms.

These were our dream, before.

Suddenly, everything changed.

You broke my heart.

Shattered my dreams.

You left me, all because of her.

Now I don’t know where to start.

‘Coz everywhere I go, all I could think of, is you.

Your smile, warm hug, and sweet kisses.

All these I can’t forget.

‘Coz you will always be…my “only mine”.

By: Cecille Chavez

H.A.P.P.Y.

How can a guy like you be so insensitive?

To ignore my pain, tears, and wishes.

Maybe you’re just a natural sweet person.

You can’t feel my hurt, because of your doings.

A day without seeing your face,

makes me miss you like crazy.

You’re like a drug to me.

So hard to forget, I can’t resist.

People say I’m a martyr.

Yes, I am. I won’t deny that.

You’re not worthy for me, they say.

But it’s funny, ‘coz in my eyes you’re near perfect.

Poor me for being dumped many times.

That I cried so much, to feel damn numb.

My pride finds it hard to accept the truth.

That for the fourth time, it seems I’ll fail again.

You may just laugh at me with these.

But believe me; it takes a lot of courage.

I’m a looser, I know.

But I will never surrender. ‘Coz I love you.

By: Cecille Chavez

Do I Have the Right?

You treated me so special.

You always manage to make me smile.

You showed me you truly care.

So, do I have right to say you’re mine?

You told me you’re in love.

You said she’s a special girl close to your heart.

You didn’t mention her name.

So, do I have the right to assume it’s me?

I’m starting to doubt.

I asked your friends about this.

To my dismay, I found out it’s not me.

Now, do I have the right to be hurt this much?

She’s pretty, smart, and talented.

She’s famous in our school.

She’s lucky to have it all, especially your attention.

Do I have the right to get mad and be jealous with her?

I’m just your little sister, you said.

I’m nothing compare to her.

You said you’ll wait to her, no matter what.

Do I have the right to stop assuming?

Now I’m writing this poem to let you know.

That I’m also waiting for you.

That I’m still hoping we can be more than what we have.

That I love you enough to endure the pain.

But I just want to ask you,

Do I really have the right?

By: Cecille Chavez

The Hermit and the Maggot

(A poem inspired by the story “The Hermit and the Two Maggots)

                There was this hermit who lived in the slope

                Whose only desire is to give the world hope.

                Just outside his cave there lived two maggots

                Whose only desire is to travel the world.

               

                Then one day they met, the maggots then plead

                To turn them into humans and the hermit agreed.

                And so they set out and lived among men

                To farm and to trade wherever they went.

                The two became rich and traveled the world

                While the hermit just watched in his own little world.

                The two soon forgot the promise they made

                And became one of those who do bad and deceive

               

                The time has come for the hermit to settle

                The problem that cropped up and be in the middle

                He reminded the maggots of the path they should take

                But for the two creature, to change is too late.

                And so they returned to where they had come

                On the ground in the forest away from everyone.

                The hermit now realizes it is hard to make a deal

                With maggots like them who refuse to be real.

By: Genevieve Geriane

Dilemma

How can I prove that I truly love you ?

When I show my best you give me no chance

You always go away when I’m near you.             

No matter how hard I grabbed any chance

Maybe all my efforts are not enough.

 For your priceless love that’s beyond compare

That’s why you just give my love a loud laugh

And give me that long and pitying blank stare

Telling me silently “I don’t love you”

So let us just be friends ‘til forever.

 It hurts me so much to hear it in lieu

Because my love for you grows so deeper

But I have to pretend that all is fine

When all I want is to shout you are mine.

By: Malek Porquido

Reminiscence

Silently she sits near the window

Gazing at the setting sun

The color of the clouds seem to share her feelings

So gloomy and sad and looks as if it cries silently.

And I begin to think of yesteryears

When we are still together

Building our air castles

So full of hopes and dreams, full of laughter as if the day would never end.

But those are all just dreams

Built on glasses and sands

For in a wink of an eye, our castles were shattered.

You left me without any word

Giving me a silent signal that you have to go.

I let you walked away thinking that you will be back

But you never did for silently you are laid to your final rest.

And now I am here alone looking at the sunset

Reminiscing the joys and laughter we shared,

Pleading time to heal my wounded heart

And to erase the pains within me.

By: Malek Porquido

A War Within

Boog! Boog! As my heart beats,

It dictates me to love you.

Lovable, loyal and lustful you’re all to me,

But it doesn’t make you adorable at all.

Psst! Psst! My mind called my attention,

Don’t entertain your emotional heart!

Love a person whom you think is brilliant,

And willing to be with you in this wise, wild, world.

Hmmp! Hmmp! My hypothalamus reacted,

Just listen to my advice.

Give yourself to a person, who can accept you,

No matter who and what you are. 

By: Malek Porquido

The song of a Mother

Treasured are the hours I spent with you

here in my bosom I have carried you

you have grown swiftly barely i noticed

Now you tower above me, I feel so blessed.

Kisses and hugs, laughter and tears

All these my children, together we shared

At times you were sick I could hardly sleep

Never would I allow harm to come as you rest.

Successes and failures you and i have achieved

All these I held so dear in my memory I kept

My heart now goes out to you as I try to reach

To touch each one of you for I am going to rest.

I know full well I wasn't that good

A mother for you to be forever treasured

My own little angels I wish I could hold back

The determined hand of death, the power I lack.

As i close my eyes and lie down on my bed

Gather round me, my children, let me see all your faces.

Don't ever forget me and the lessons I gave

I will wait for you in heaven for now I shall sleep.

By: Genevieve Geriane.

Kisses and Hugs, Successes and failures, Mother, Song , Song of a mother

I am a Potter

I am a potter, my students are the clay

my hands mold the clay into I want it to be.

For the clay to be fashioned it has to cooperate with me

to be honed into something it has to be one with me.

I am a potter, God has meant me to be

Though my hands are not as beautiful and as skilful as they  should be

Every clay I fashion has a purpose and a mission

to help me realize his will and vision.

By: Genevieve Geriane.

God , Potter , Purpose and mission in life, Clay fashion 

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