Hold Me, Lord

Lord, I maybe far

from You today

But I know You hear

what I say

And tomorrow I wish

I'll find the way

To walk towards you

and forever stay.

In every step that I make

please guide me

For the wrongs that I did

please forgive me

In times that I forget You

please do not forsake me

And when I cast some doubts

please enlighten me.

Take my hand, oh Lord

and let go of me never

And when I losen my grasp

please tap me and steer

Back to Your open arms

so Your voice I could hear

And tell me not to stray

and stay with You and be near.

The Good Life

Having a fruitful life

is what we always aspire

And that when we grow old

we have the things we desire.

But sometimes we tend to forget

that life is not that easy

And the things we wish to have

can only be attained through the hard way.

Sometimes the journey is rough

and not as bland as we expect

We may experience some hardships

before reaching the goal that we have set.

However, there are a fiendish few

who choose to take the shortened way

Not heeding of the watchful eyes

and never care of what others may say.

Yet, there are some who choose to take

the road that was designed for life

They endure even the hardest blow

and survived from whatever strife.

The fruitful life that we dream

once achieved, we feel so joyful

Much more, it feels good to savor

the end result of our good hard toil. 

Wishful Thinking

At the flourishing tree, I stare
blankly,

While imagining your face that looks

so lovely,

As the wind blows its leaves

gently,

My memory runs back to

yesterday,

When we dreamed to be together

‘til eternity,

The glorious days that we shared

happily,

Those times when you and I walk

unreservedly,

Passing through the bumpy road

so bravely,

And sailing on a tamer sea

so smoothly.

Then, I questioned God when you

left me,

Why you had to depart from me

too early?

Leaving me in this world being

so lonely,

Now, what I have is just your

memory,

And a picture in a frame smiling

at me.

Darling, I long that you’ll return

one day,

A wishful thinking that will

never be,

For you are now in the arms of

The Almighty.

Stalker

Am I lost of words to utter –

That I’m muted when you are near?

The sight of you makes me quiver,

And to approach you I have fear.

Am I lost of any other place to go –

That I only go to where I would see you?

I know most of the things you do,

And wish that I’m part of it too.

Am I already trapped in your world –

That it seems hard for me to avoid?

Tagging along and I still get hold,

Of the foolish ways that I can’t moved.

Am I insane or a love addict –

That not seeing you I seem feel sick?

But upon seeing you I’m so quick,

And by your side I wish I could stick.

The actuations I can’t comprehend,

The weird feeling so hard to pretend.

When will I have the fortitude –

To get out from this attitude?

Guro, Marangal Higit Kaninuman

Maghapon siyang nakatayo at nagsasalita,

Namamaos ang tinig, nangangalay ang mga paa.

Subalit anumang pagod ay hindi niya pansin,

Matuto lang ang mga bata, iyon ang kanyang mithiin.

Guro, titser, ang tawag sa kanya,

Hatid niya ay dunong tuwing nagsasalita.

Pangalawang magulang din kung siya ay ituring,

Dagdag na disiplina sa kanya nanggagaling.

Matiyaga niyang hinubog mga kilalang tao,

Ang mga abogado, doktor, at inhinyero,

Mga tao sa lipunan na ang antas ay iba’t-iba,

Mula sa mababa maging ang pangulo ng bansa.

Subalit napakarami man ng nahubog na isipan,

Ano’t iilan lamang ang makuha siyang pasalamatan.

Mapalad na rin kung siya’y mabigyan ng papuri,

Hindi man sapat ngunit hatid sa puso niya ay ngiti.

Guro, siya na marangal higit kaninuman,

Na ang tungkulin ay maglinang ng kaisipan,

Guro na siyang gabay sa pag-abot ng mga pangarap,

Pahalagahan at bigyan ng higit na pasasalamat.