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SMILE

What is the world when we smile not?
A haven of living creatures frowning.
What is beauty without a smile?
But a lady bound for seclusion.
What anything good we get from smiling?
A happy life with healthy disposition.
Smile when you wake up in the morning,
And thank the Lord for the new day.
Smile before you rest at night,
And thank the Lord for the passing day.
We have all the reasons to smile,
For our mere existence in this world,
For all the blessings that we received,
The test in life is for us to hold.
To hold on to our belief in GOD,
And sever not even for awhile.
The life and everything that we have,
Enough reason that we loss not to smile.
Love and Heartache
In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly
blend,
I trace the echoes of a love that won’t amend.
Your laughter’s gentle trace still dances in my
mind,
A melody of moments we were destined to unwind.
In every sunrise I find the ghost of your embrace,
In every fleeting twilight, I still seek your face.
Yet time, the cruel thief, has stolen what we knew,
Leaving me with memories, and dreams that we once grew.
Your absence is a silence that speaks in aching
tones,
A void where once our hearts beat in harmonious
zones.
Each heartbeat is a whisper of the love we used to
share,
Now fading into shadows, lost within despair.
The promises we made, now fragments of the past,
The tender words we spoke, just echoes that can’t
last.
I wander through the remnants of a love that used to
be,
Holding on to fragments of what we once set free.
Oh, how the night winds carry the weight of dreams
undone,
A heart that’s torn and tattered, in the wake of setting
sun.
Yet in this sea of sorrow, where heartache meets the
dawn,
I cherish every heartbeat of a love that’s now withdrawn.
For though the pain is endless and the tears may never
cease,
The love we shared was worth the cost, a bittersweet release.
So here’s to love and heartache, to the joy and to the
strife,
For in their tangled dance, we find the echoes of our
life.
Note: This is an AI composed poem
Tears in Waiting
To weep and let my tears fall down
For I now slowly feel and see
That it’s time for you to leave the town
Darling, when it’s time for you to leave
Please hold my hand and say goodbye
Then a hug is all I have to give
And whisper you that I’ll be standing by
I’ll wait until you return dear
Even if my waiting is vague and nil
And even until the end of my life comes near
For time may pass but I will stay still
When you're gone, I’ll set my eyes to no one
And keep myself in a solitary place
And once I hear that you’re back in town
I’ll seek for you to fill my heart’s empty space
However, when we’ll meet again dear
And I’ll find that you’re no longer mine
To bother you I will do never
And keep my tears until my dying time
PeOpLe and FaTe
There are people who are
considered as icons,
because of their contribution
to arts and literature,
to science and music,
and even politics.
Some people brags. . .
of their skills,
of their knowledge,
of their looks
and intelligence,
so proud of their existence.
Others are being humble,
and choose to stay
behind the shadow
of other people,
being low profile
even appears to be out of style.
We may choose
what we want to be,
what we want to do,
where we want to go,
the people to be with
but fate is not for us to predict.
Simple Things
Sometimes
Collateral Damage?
The years spent by a nurturing and caring hand
Life as precious as her life . . . gone in a second
There's not a Change
Amend . . . easy to say yet so hard to compel
Taking the Risk
Narsiso
Kababawan
talagang kasama sa buhay ang pagiging mababaw
The Future in January
Simple Christmas
Belief
Facade
EVERYDAY
maybe friendly, stubborn or stringent.
They’re maybe real or just a player,
a pretentious one or just a seer.
Everyday, life changes in just a snap,
so quick like a conjurer’s clap.
Changes that we do not expect,
and cannot do otherwise but to accept,
Everyday, people seems to be in a trance,
hoping, seeking, finding for a chance,
a chance to make ones life evicted,
from a society of corruption and greed.
Everyday, is a customary cycle,
like yesterday that we can recall,
and to bring forth and evaluate,
in the future will serve as admonishment.
Everyday, we could meet anyone,
but it’s not everyday that we meet The One,
who could fulfill and make our life happy,
and would touch our hearts in every way.
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