Poems:

BEYOND TODAY
By: maleniegaspar

If we could see beyond today
As God can see,
If all the clouds should roll away
The shadows flee,
Over present grief’s we would not fret,
Each sorrow we would soon forget,
For many joys are waiting yet,
For you and me.

If we could know
Beyond today
As God do know,
Why dearest treasures pass away
And tears must flow,
If we could see, if we could know
We often say,
But God in love a veil that throw
Across our way.

Mahal Kita, Mahal Mo’y Iba
By: “Kind Girl” Bembz

Kay pait ng katotohanan,
Na maging sampal at aking kabiguan.
Sa pag-ibig na ‘di maintindihan.
Na gawa ng puso kong hibang.

Bakit umibig sa isang tulad mo.
Kahit alam kong ‘di maari ito.
Dahil sa katotohanang mahal mo’y iba,
At sayo ako’y walang halaga.

Kung magagawa ko lamang makipagpalit sa kanya,
Upang ako rin ay mahalin mong tulad niya
Siguradong ako ang pinakamasaya
Dahil sa wakas akin kana

Kaya lang, di ganito ang takbo ng estorya.
Dahil andoon ka at maligaya sa kanya
Ngunit di bale ng ganun ka
Ang Mahalaga ay mahal kita
Kahit mahal mo’y iba.

TUNAY NA KALIGAYAHAN
Ni: maleniegaspar

Ako’y iyong nilikha sa mundong ito,
Na may sariling pangarap at mithiin;
Di lamang sa aking pansariling kapakanan,
Kundi’y maging sa iba rin naman.

Ika’y laging nakapagkit sa aking isipan,
Di magawang ika’y aking kalimutan,
Kahit isang araw lang ang magdaan,
Sapagkat ikaw ang nagbigay sa lahat kong pangangailangan.

Aking hanap tunay na kaligayahan
Na di ko matagpuan sa paraisong aking kinasadlakan
Lahat dito ng ligaya na aking tinatamasa kailan may panandalian lamang,
Di’ko sukat matukoy, saan nga ba ang tunay na kaligayahan?

Kung ito’y di ko hanapin at alamin,
Ako’y patuloy na mangapa sa dilim,
Yun pala ay nasa harapan lang mandin,
Aking tunay na hangarin.

Tunay na kaligayahan, di mapalitan ni di mapantayan,
Nang ano mang bagay at karangyaan,
Dahil ito pala’y sa iyong piling lang naman.
Oh! Aking Panginoon na makapangyarihan!!!



Sosyal Daw Sila!
By: Bembe

Kabataan ngayon lugmok na sa kasalanan
Bawal na gamot karaniwan na sa lansangan
Di alam ang magulang din ay baon sa utang
Sa paaralan, sosyal daw silang turingan.

Hithit dito, laklak doon, ang kapal ng mga mukha.
Sa mga magulang hindi man lang naawa.
Kahit sa guro hindi man lang nahiya,
Akala nila’y sikat sila pag-nakatama.

Ito naming nakakatandang nakapaligid
Mga bawal na tinda nilay aaligid-aligid
Basta sa kanila’y kumita ayos na,
Mga kabataan ay hindi inaalintana

Ngunit ito naming napakasalbahing guro
Sa paaralan kaunting asal ang tinuturo
Bakit sa kabataay sa usok nakilaro
Sila daw kasi mga sosyalero na mga guro

Mga gurong salot sa lipunang kinatatayuan
Di nama’y mga kabataan sa kabulastugan
Sayang ang propesyong pinagpaguran pa naman
Pinababa ng bisyong walang kabuluhan.


Iyong Binuksan . . .
By: Bandola A.

Ilang panahon din ang lumipas
Matapos masaktan at sarado ang puso
Dami na akong nagawang pagkakamali
Masaya man ang paghihigante ko
Lumalabas pa rin ang malambot na damdamin

Mula nang tayo’y nakita’t – nagkakilala
Di maiwas na ika’y sumagip sa aking panaginip
Pero ito’y aking binalewala
Sa pagkat wala naman itong kahulugan sa aking kaisipan
Ngunit pinilit mo pa ring pumasok sa puso kong bato.

Hanggang ang araw ay dumating
Na tayo’y nagtagpo at nag-usap sa dapit hapon
Hindi ko maipaliwanang ang aking naramdaman
Namamanhid ako sa tuwing ika’y tumitingin at nagsasalita sa akin
Di ko alam kung bakit ako nagkaganun.

Di ko man masabi
Ako’y naghihintay sa iyong pagbabalik
Nais kong malaman mo,
Ako’y nananabik na makita kang muli
Di ko man maamin sa’yo
Pero ikaw ang lalaking nagpabukas sa aking puso.



Intimate Friends . . .
By: Alicia B.

Almost all the time . . .
Almost all the moment . . .
The secrets, emotions, happiness and failures
That we’ve shared,
Are my great treasures within my heart.

We’re obviously close to each other
Sometimes I get flopping at my side
You’re always there
You take me with your care.
That’s why I love you dear.

Intimate friends, I owe you
We believe that nothing can make life
Any sweeter than our friendship
In the end we never fail
To remember that still.

You’re my sincere friends
You’re always telling the truth
Even it hurt sometimes
But it’s okey . . .
Because I know your concern about my well being

Our friendship will stay no matter what
You’re the persons to whom I count on and would never leave me
The sharing, the care and love
In the deepest part of our hearts
Nothing can change it through the years


The Real Me . . .
By: Glory May T. Aguilar

I may be slow
But I’m sure in almost everything I do.
I may be weak
But through my weakness, I find strength
I may act like a child
But I’m mature when thinking
I may be sarcastic
But I only say what I feel.

I may look simple
But that simplicity hides my innermost kindness
I may posses a captivating smile
But it only covers the worries I hide
I may look happy
But my sentiments are deep within me
I may look ugly
But the real beauty is inside me.

I may be impatient yet caring
Sensitive but loving
Strict but approachable
And moody but fun to be with

I am only human with unlikable characters
Showing who really am I
I may be what others think of me
But only God knows . . . the real me.


The Other Sides of Me!
By: Grace C. Quialquial

Whoever can tell?
Who really I am and what truly I feel
I guess their just little
Those who love and accept me as well.

I may be an introvert person
Trying to hide my imperfection
Afraid to do some wrong action
But I’m a lady with a great ambition.

I may not posses a strong personality
And acquire a captivating beauty
But one thing I can be proud of to anybody
They can have me when they needed me badly.

I am even misjudged by many
They say I am strict, not approachable, and moody.
But if they’ll get to know me deeply
They will see . . .
The other sides of me.


Who Am I?
By: Ulysses Intua

Oh glittering eyes of my humble home
Thou comest a child, Ulysses in his throne.
And come on earth like a common man,
But should the kindly deeds refuse to his own.

Behold the early childhood’s happy days.
Thy face trembling in precious tears.
Enchanting memory I see once more,
The spot for which my heart beats no more.

To thee I cease not to sigh
I learned and call to the sky
Come back gentle hours I yearn
Come back as birds return

Thou I saw a wondrous storm
Where I seat hide and morn
For thy heart beats high
As realm makes me cry.