Wednesday, March 28, 2012

April wish...

my JJ & Missy

O rain please end outright..
Make a way for son's delight.
Come April day give light..
I pray to make it bright!

His faith so strong...
Since he was small.
So please don't fail him now.
To God he'll make a vow.

I ask you this once more..
Bless his day with care.
To make his vows of love..
On a blissful sunny day!


Grant me please this April wish..
A gift I ask for my son at least.
Let sun come out for him to wed...
Amidst sunflowers on a beach.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

hush...


Keep mum...watch silently from afar...
Sight's blurred by crystal drops...
Like an uninvited soul in the dark.
Soothing voice less desired...
By yesterday's young.

Bleeding heart so hard to hide..
But try you must for them to ripe.
Your life is gone as theirs is first...
As pure as gold...you wish them joy.
Your love will stay...unseen,unheard.

"Oh blowing wind I beg..
Whisper my love for them...
Hug them tight as they've loved before...
Sing them my song to let them know..
How I miss them so".

Monday, March 19, 2012

written by my dear friend tess..



Tinigsik ko ining si dreamrose
Sa ngaran pa sana
Ika mapapahapot
Ano sya Aki pa at cute?

Ang simbag ko saimo
Bako sana siya cute
Kundi siya pati maboot.

Kung siya saimong mahihiling
Masabi ka suplada ang beauty Niya
Korek ka
Pero Kung siya saimong
Mamidbidan haayyyyyyy
Mabooton palan.

Dakulon siyang naaaraman
Lalo na sa kaartehan
Simpleng tawo o may sinasabi man
Kaya niyang atubangon asin pakisamahan

Minsan dakulon kaming kadangagan
Ta siya minsan Mali Mali man
Sa buruahan o sa turultulan
Siya saimong maaasahan.

Iyan si dreamrose
Na sakuyang kaibigan.
AMEN!

Monday, November 14, 2011

so long my Kiss...


Why do you have to leave this soon
your stares,calls and kisses linger
you who taught me more
things I never knew I could.

days we spent were full
of a love almost divine.
a face that shines when hugged
oh when would I get through...

side by side we filled...
our nights of warmth and care.
in our hearts we shared...
your smile,your love remained.

I gave you all I had...
but more from you I got.
someday somehow I hope..
to love and care once more.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Royal Palace & Mekong Riverside' Phnom Penh



            Magnificent is such a small word to describe Royal Palace's grandeur...a display of a perfect Khmer Architecture featuring its defensive wall,throne hall,Temple of the Emerald Buddha,stupas,towering spires,mural paintings and its Moonlight Pavilion.
             It was on a windy afternoon when I and my sister in law visited its grounds.The richness of the palace was overwhelming,silver and gold all over,adorning its walls and buddhas.No wonder there were guards scattered everywhere.In some parts of the palace we were prohibited to take pictures for security and sanctity reasons.Royal Palace is a worship place for buddhists,for them its a holy place meant for praying and offering gifts for their deities.
              An extravagant home suited for their gods,a far cry from the lives of their poor devotees hardly coping in extreme poverty.But that is a different story,nevertheless I couldn't keep from wondering in such  an outrageous display of wealth,while a lot of Khmers are craving for the basic necessities in life.
       


Mekong Riverside

         

Illusive Butterfly...



       
            I,Ruselle & Nono my dearest friends way back in high school were having our usual,favorite past time..day dreaming...dancing in wild abandon off stage.We were in Tia Nene's garden in our beloved hometown,waiting for our afternoon rehearsal in one of our numerous shows.Out of nowhere a butterfly flew over us,simultaneously an idea flashed from our youthful,excited minds.At that instant "Illusive Butterfly" an interpretative dance was conceived.For the three of us,it was the most memorable dance we had ever performed in our school.
           "Illusive Butterfly" was a story of a boy painting a beautiful girl on a canvass.While admiring the girl in his painting he fell asleep...slowly the girl on the canvass came to life,floating,pivoting and pirouetting gracefully under the moonlit night.Together they danced with sweet caress to the rhythm of their beating hearts,under the flickering starlight.Twirling round and round the mystical garden through the night.And lo!as sudden as she came to life,she disappeared in the dark,leaving him bewildered and alone.His dream girl gone..like the illusive butterfly who flew from his palms.Dejected and forlorn..he fell asleep with a heavy heart,only to find out when he awoke...it was all a dream.The mysterious,lovely girl was still on his canvass,standing poised on her toes,her left leg lifted backwards.Her illuminated face slightly tilted towards the heavens,her left arm lifted lightly on her side,her right reaching the illusive butterfly.Just as he painted it.A perfect silhouette of a pretty ballerina of his dreams.
            Though we had parted ways to fulfill our respective dreams and aspirations,our affection for each one lingered and treasured as years gone by.Nono was the one who almost fulfilled our dreams,at least he's in show business and made a name for himself.He may not be the famous ballet dancer we all aspired, he still is in that line.He is the Art Director of a leading television company of the country.While me and Ruselle had walked a very different path from our dreams.Ruselle is now a competent government employee and quite happy and satisfied in his field.Me?I found my stage in a home of three wonderful boys and a loving husband.
            Who would have thought that our dance "Illusive Butterfly"was like an omen...a prediction of our future.A dream of three aspiring,teen dancers that never came to reality...a great,illusive dream and stayed as it was thirty and more years ago.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

That joy within...

 
       

They say you're lonely...
so let them be.
for in truth you'll never be.

The image they see...seems so...
to ponder they always do...
what good will it give you?

Live your days...
give yourself that gift you longed.
the one you gave so long ago.

If no one cares..
it's you who's left...
to feel that joy within.

Alone isn't lonesome..
for it's the only way and time...
to meet the you inside.

The dreams you kept..
forgotten as the years went through...
the life you chose made you.

From within radiates..
a love so pure and true.
for all that's dear to you.