SMILE

What a smile brings to our life?

For it changes our mood when we are grieving.
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.

Blurred Existence

I make romance to the serenity

of nature

As I take refuge at the shadows

of the trees

Feels the tender puff

of the zephyr

And listens to the tweets

of the birds

I could smell the fragrance

of the flowers

While watching the gliding leaves

of the plants

That dances along with the blow

of the gentle breeze

As it slowly falls and touches the arms

of the grassy land

The butterflies smelling the fragrance

of the blooming floras

The honeybees temptingly nipping

of the flowers sweet nectar

I see the recurrent leaps

of the grasshoppers

And the beautiful flock formation

of the hovering dragonflies

Never will I be tired to embrace

this wonderful gift from God

And will always be grateful

with this pleasure I have

But in the morning when I rise

I ran outside and look around

The enthralling panorama of nature

it all exists, but only in my dream

Is It Christmas?

Christmas songs play on the radio

Glittering lights adorn the streets and houses
Is it Christmas?

Amidst the busy streets of the city
Children knocking on every car
Peeping at the heavily tinted windows
The motorists ignore

Along the walkway the old man sits
Waiting for the passersby
The open palm tirelessly drapes in the air

Some people are preparing their lists
Busy shopping for gifts
Is it Christmas?

In the province, people are busy too
Collecting their belongings
The livelihood and properties ruined by the storm
Rebuilding their scattered lives

In a shanty, a sick mother lies
Anticipating for her child to come home
No food or medicine on her side

Inside some bars, people are enjoying
There are parties everywhere
Is it Christmas?