tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92083006622066121432024-02-21T05:08:15.657-08:00Random Scribbleslines, verses & more...papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.comBlogger149125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-29782901246259921472019-10-23T05:49:00.000-07:002019-10-23T05:49:05.970-07:00Take a Little RestWhat a better way to rest.<br /><br />
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Are you feeling restless?<br />
Find a serene place to relax a bit<br />
Just take a deep breath and sit<br />
And look at nature with eagerness.<br /><br />
Do not be upset with trials that mark your day<br />
In this quiet place, throw them away<br />
In return, think of the beautiful things that happened today<br />
Those will be guiding tools for your success someday.<br /><br />
Ease your heart of all wicked thoughts<br />
That tranquility will control all your emotions<br />
And joy will always be a part of every decision<br />
Hence, your life will always search the truth.<br /><br />
Learn to count all your blessings heartily<br />
I know the Lord gives you abundantly<br />
Quickly you'll experience total rest, delighted you stop a bit<br />
In this serene place, to take a deep breath and sit.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-22366149176956584172019-07-04T00:30:00.000-07:002019-07-04T00:30:48.237-07:00Healed and WholeIn times of trials, God is always watching us.<br /><br />
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One day I dug a little hole<br />
And put my hurt inside<br />
I thought that I could just forget<br />
I'd put it there to hide.<br /><br />
But that little hurt began to grow<br />
I covered it everyday<br />
I couldn't leave it and go on<br />
It seemed the price I had to pay.<br /><br />
My joy was gone, my heart was sad<br />
Pain was all I knew.<br />
My wounded soul enveloped me<br />
Loving seemed to hard to do.<br /><br />
One day, while standing by my hole<br />
I cried to God above<br />
And said, "If You are really there--<br />
They say, You are a God of Love".<br /><br />
And just like that- He was right there<br />
And just put His arms around me<br />
He wiped my tears, His hurting child<br />
There was no safer place to be.<br /><br />
I told him all about my hurt<br />
I opened up my heart<br />
He listened to each and every word<br />
To every sordid part.<br /><br />
I dug down deep and got my hurt<br />
I brushed the dirt away<br />
And placed it in the Master's hand<br />
And healing came that day.<br /><br />
He took the blackness of my soul<br />
And set my spirit FREE !<br />
Something beautiful began to grow<br />
Where the hurt used to be.<br /><br />
And when I look at what has grown<br />
Out of my tears and pain<br />
I remember every day to give my hurt to Him<br />
And never bury them again.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-70736847354229375272019-05-11T15:40:00.000-07:002019-05-11T15:40:08.388-07:00Man and WifeA husband's promise to his wife to keep their love on fire till ages come.<br /><br />
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If I told you once.<br />
I told you twice.<br />
I need you now.<br />
Turn out the lights.<br />
And stay with me,<br />
through eternity.<br />
As man and wife.<br />
In love with life.<br /><br />
Let the green grass grow.<br />
In the country's fields.<br />
Let fellow man take the wheel.<br />
And live his life, to see it through.<br />
As man and wife.<br />
In love with life.<br /><br />
And each time, you think of me.<br />
Picture me in love with you.<br />
So, let the gardens grow,<br />
and lay the seed.<br />
Then till the soil, for what we need.<br />
And stay with me,<br />
through eternity.<br />
As man and wife.<br />
In love with life.<br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-81536490348622347622019-05-06T06:51:00.001-07:002019-05-06T06:51:18.208-07:00A Painful ReasonDon’t be surprised if the people we like the least are those that need our affection.<br /><br />
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I believe there’s a reason<br />
For each individual’s action<br />
Though I find some amusing<br />
Others irritating and annoying.<br />
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Some slave to lusts, they can’t resist<br />
Others tell lies at any cost<br />
Just remember, those we like the least<br />
Might need our love the most!<br />
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They could be victims of injustice<br />
Or have been ridiculed all their lives<br />
In a realm of deception they find peace<br />
Just to make sure in this harsh world they survives.<br />
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Pride restored, they now insist<br />
That in this game called life, they coast.<br />
Just remember, those we like the least<br />
Might need our love the most!<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-39432915146904591522019-03-16T05:31:00.002-07:002019-03-16T05:31:30.066-07:00Imagine<br />
You and I alone tonight<br />
Holding one another tight<br />
Warmth against the cooling night<br />
Waiting for the morning’s light.<br /><br />
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Imagine...<br />
My lips touch your lovely face<br />
Passion from our first embrace<br />
Pulses which begin to race<br />
Thrilling from the hectic pace.<br /><br />
Imagine...<br />
Fingers now caress your skin<br />
Actions speak the words within<br />
My mind, my soul begins to spin<br />
For it is you I want to win.<br /><br />
Imagine...<br />
Feel the beauty that is you<br />
Feel how good it could be, too<br />
Let go today, surrender to<br />
The magic that is me and you.<br /><br />
Alas...<br />
Flowing like a raging stream<br />
Feelings cause my heart to scream<br />
I know our hearts will never team<br />
Except for here... within my dream.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-8238473026484493862019-03-01T18:11:00.001-08:002019-03-01T18:11:58.567-08:00Seek Not My Heart
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Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,<br />
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?<br /><br />
Below the branches, here about,<br />
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?<br />
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,<br />
Do not you hear my woeful screams?<br />
<br />
Upon the meadows, touched with dew,<br />
Do not you see my hearts a'skew?<br />
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,<br />
Do not you feel my jagged scars?<br /><br />
Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,<br />
For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.<br /><br />
It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,<br />
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.<br />
It's drifting o're the gentle rain,<br />
A symbol of my silent pain.<br /><br />
It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,<br />
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.<br />
It's lost among the stars this night,<br />
Too far to ease my quiet fright.<br /><br />
No gentle winds, seek not my heart,<br />
For simply ... it has torn apart.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-64418261903998293492019-02-24T08:38:00.000-08:002019-02-25T04:07:16.548-08:00Can I Be?Just a simple thought on your birthday<br /><br />
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Sweetheart, can I be<br /><br />
The wind that fills your sail<br />
The hand that lifts your veil<br />
The moon that moves your tides<br />
And the sun coming up in your eyes.<br /><br />
Darling, can I be<br /><br />
The spark that lights you up<br />
The mystery gem that makes your smiles pop up<br />
The prince always in a jester mood<br />
Or the knight to keep you from cold.<br /><br />
Honey, can I be<br /><br />
The fantasy that you've been dreaming of<br />
The reality that sets you off<br />
The compass when you get lost<br />
The magical sight that restore your bearings.<br /><br />
Love, I want to be<br /><br />
The first thing you see in the morning<br />
Just your everything<br />
The man that cherish your words<br />
And finish your thoughts.<br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-62293814025519322462019-01-07T08:48:00.000-08:002019-01-07T08:48:01.026-08:00Fruit of AngerWhat will you harvest if you sow anger?<br /><br />
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When I burst into anger<br />
My sound reasoning suffers too<br />
Finding no pride for the things I render<br/>
And angrily do.<br /><br />
When I make things in anger<br />
My red cheeks show my temper<br />
When I uttered bad things to someone<br />
Eventually, I regret what have I done.<br /><br />
In anger, no good things sprout<br />
Giving not a wise or humble deed<br />
But only wicked things come out<br />
That I should apologize indeed.<br /><br />
Looking back at my past emotions<br />
Good and bad are all recorded<br />
I can't recall a single occasion<br />
When anger is being rewarded.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-29221940495742499222018-11-09T09:50:00.000-08:002018-11-09T09:50:15.398-08:00Hold Fast Your DreamsA father encouraging his son to follow his dreams.<br /><br />
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Son, leave a special spot<br />
Within your heart<br/>
Make it a nest<br/>
For dreams to rest.'<br /><br />
Let motivations flow<br />
So it may grow<br />
Courage and will be a spark<br />
To conquer fear and doubt.<br /><br />
Son, keep a place apart<br />
Within your heart<br />
For little dreams to start<br />
And success to sprout.<br /><br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-53255886457433644602018-05-07T19:41:00.000-07:002018-05-07T19:41:47.916-07:00InaIsang makabagbag damdaming likha ni Crystal Ardecer <br /><br />
Ina na siyang ilaw ng tahanan<br />
Inang nagsilbing sandalan<br />
Nang mga luhang galing sa aking paaralan.<br />
At galing din sa mga umaaway sa akin na mga kabataan.<br />
Hindi mo ako pinabayan<br />
At ako'y iyong pinatahan.<br /><br />
Simula pagkabata<br />
Ikaw na ang aking kasama<br />
Sa mga iyak. lungkot at saya.<br /><br />
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<br />
Hanggang sa paglaki ko<br />
Kita ko lagi ang suporta mo<br />
Maliit man o malaki ito<br /><br />
Pero bakit ganoon?<br />
Sadyang mapaglaro ang panahon<br />
Di ko alam kung saan ako papatungo<br />
Nung kami'y nilisan mo.<br /><br />
Ina, Nay, Ma<br />
Asan ka na?<br />
Bakit mo kami iniwan?<br />
Sino magluluto sa akin ng umagahan?
Sino na magpupunas ng mukha kong basa ng mga luha?<br />
Sino na sa aki'y gigising sa umaga?<br />
Sino magpapaalala na ang i.d ko ay dala?<br /><br />
Inang nagsilbing kaibigan at kapatid<br />
At naglaho lang yun dahil sa panahong sobrang tipid<br />
Sino na sa aki'y mangugulit?<br />
Sino na sa aki'y magpapahagikgik?<br />
Sino na sa aki'y magsasabing "anak laban lang wag ka magpapadaig.."<br /><br />
Sa bawat gabi na ako'y nagluluksa<br />
Tanging alaala na lang ang aking dala<br />
Naiinggit sa mga kabataang naglalakad... kasama ang kanilang ina<br />
Sa mga kasing edad kong kasama sa profile ang kanilang ina<br /><br />
Natatandaan mo pa ba nung ako'y iyong kinukutya?<br />
Hindi ko yung pinansin makita lang kitang masaya<br />
Hindi pinapakitang ako'y naiinis kasi iyon ang yong ikinatutuwa<br />
Nagulat ka nga nung ikay tumigil at biglang ngumiti. <br /><br />
Ma miss na kita<br />
Ang iyong pag-aalaga<br />
Ang iyong mga tawa<br />
Luto mong ibat-iba<br />
Pati na rin yung minsang niyakap kita at sinabi "Ma I Love You"<br /><br />papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-36113337492414479722018-02-07T19:14:00.000-08:002018-02-07T19:14:22.263-08:00Am I Asking Too MuchA heartfelt and moving piece to a very special someone this Heart Day. <br /><br />
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photo: Rose <br /><br />
I'm not asking you to kiss me each morning <br />
I could settle seeing you so charming <br />
When you are away<br />
All I need is to know I am in your prayer<br />
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All I need is to know that you're fine<br />
I'm fine knowing you're that mine<br />
Even If we are distance for so long apart<br />
All I need is to know that I'm in your heart<br />
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I'm not asking you that we go dancing in the rain <br />
All I need is for us to laugh again and again <br />
I'm not asking you to seek each star for you to explore <br />
All I need is to know that I'm the only one that you adore<br />
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I'm not asking you to make the birds swim and make the fish fly! <br />
All I need is not to hear the word 'Goodbye'<br />
I'm not asking you to be like a colorful peacock nor a graceful swan <br />
All I need is you tell me that I'm the sweetest one <br />
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I'm not asking you to walk a thousand mile! <br />
All I need is a simple smile<br />
I'm not asking you to make the trees blue! <br />
All I need is to know that you're true<br />
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I'm not asking you to live with me in a castle of gold<br />
All I need is for you to get me out from the cold <br />
I'm not asking you for your attention<br />
All I need is genuine affection<br />
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I'm not asking you to be a gem so priceless <br />
All I need is a gentle caress<br />
I'm not asking you to be the princess of my world<br />
all I need is to hear you saying an encouraging word<br />
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I'm not asking we make a week eight days <br />
All I need is for you being there on rainy days<br />
I'm not asking you to say I'm the best <br />
All I need is to feel complete.<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-67969697304146008512018-02-07T17:52:00.000-08:002018-09-01T14:49:54.423-07:00Of Love and Destiny<br>A true love most people dream about.<br>
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Remember how it all started<br>
At the campus hall, where our eyes first met<br>
I was then a speechless admirer<br>
But you hold my hands and we became lovers.<br>
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Soon, we took our vows<br>
You lit my life and I held both your hands<br>
As years passed, genuine love still I bestow<br>
Indeed, our souls are joined together as one.<div><br>
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At the campus hall, where it all started<br>
A special gift you and I received<br>
One true love was borne out<br>
That everyone dreams about.<br>
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</div>papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-25172614833000698092017-11-10T16:17:00.000-08:002017-11-10T16:17:55.598-08:00Paalam"Paalam" by Jazy<br />
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Siguro nga napakadaling iwan ako<br />
Siguro nga napakadaling talikuran ako<br />
Pero anong magagawa ko? Napaka simple ko<br />
Pasensiya na ngunit di ko sinsadyang magkagusto sa iyo.<br />
<br />
Pasensiya kana kung mas pinili mong lisanin ang pahina ko<br />
Bilang libro ng buhay mo ako'y nalungkot dahil sa kagustuhan mo.<br />
Ikaw lamang ang lalaking nag lakas ng loob na basahin ako,<br />
Ikaw lamang ang lalaking di nag sawang basahin ang ugali ko.<br />
<br />
Ikaw lamang yung lalaking nag pakita na mahal ako.<br />
Isa kang LAPIS na patuloy na sumusulat sa mundo ko,<br />
Patuloy na umuukit sa puso ko,<br />
Ngunit ako'y humihingi ng kapatawaran sa iyo<br />
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Dahil hindi ko naibigay ang pahina na pinaka gusto mo, <br />
Yun yung MAGING TAYO.<br />
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Patawad sa aking mga nagawang kasalanan sa iyo, <br />
Nagawa mong punitin ang pinaka gusto kung pahina sa buhay ko <br />
Yun yung maging MAGKAIBIGAN TAYO. <br />
<br />
Magkaiba tayo ng GUSTO pero parehas tayo nang nararamdaman sa mundong ito. <br />
Ako'y isinarado mo ramdam ko ang mga kamay mong humahalik sa buhay ko.<br />
Ikinandado mo ko dahil alam mong yun ang tama para sa iyo<br />
Salamat dahil naging parte ka ng buhay ko. Paalam sayo.<br />
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Delicate bud that I know so well,<br />
My duty was to watch you grow<br />
Such a young and precious thing<br />
It’s time to spread those wings<br />
Time to hear you sing your song of life.<br />
<br />
Unfold those petals<br />
The ones which are shaping<br />
Making you the beauty that you are.<br />
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Fragrant and slowly blossoming<br />
Gaily dancing in a banter of breezes<br />
Placing smiles on faces <br />
And pleasing others who<br />
Gaze upon such a wondrous site.<br />
<br />
By no means perfect (for nothing ever is)<br />
But in my eyes you’re really quite unique<br />
And to those who might just fall in love with you<br />
<br />
You will stun them with<br />
The charms that you’ll<br />
Soon learn are yours<br />
As you reach your element<br />
Grow into the fullest of your bloom.<br />
<br />papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-21683708392732981162017-08-30T06:36:00.001-07:002017-08-30T06:36:24.217-07:00A Beauty to AdoreA poem written as an Anniversary gift for my ever beautiful and thoughtful wife.<br />
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Oh! How I love your beautiful face<br />
That occupies a special place in my heart.<br />
And your lips that’s always so fresh<br />
Kissing it I consider a novel art.<br />
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Oh! I love how you walk<br />
A sight to behold<br />
Like a dancing diva on a swing<br />
Each step contains a sting.<br />
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Oh! How I love your gentle voice<br />
And listening to each thoughtful talk<br />
That gives me a reason to rejoice<br />
To face life’s hostile walk.<br />
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Love, just as I’ve promised from the start<br />
I’ll always appreciate and adore<br />
Your beauty in my heart<br />
Today, tomorrow and forever.<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-61067464217636396702017-07-08T07:07:00.000-07:002017-07-08T07:07:30.442-07:00What a Day Brings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6vOV_LGdqIKBUyFBbIUdhOkRdWUdDW7hlOyRmW-n8hvCGKXRBMeCXAUQxQ81wimz2sxOjGnTZZlt8nvLZqKAFm-Z6o-_v2J_FvJedIarge7fEB9Pm4u_yenacM74OBum_aPvuCI7m_Qv/s1600/15541246_10153888766077202_5897081582269944194_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6vOV_LGdqIKBUyFBbIUdhOkRdWUdDW7hlOyRmW-n8hvCGKXRBMeCXAUQxQ81wimz2sxOjGnTZZlt8nvLZqKAFm-Z6o-_v2J_FvJedIarge7fEB9Pm4u_yenacM74OBum_aPvuCI7m_Qv/s400/15541246_10153888766077202_5897081582269944194_n.jpg" width="300" height="400" data-original-width="720" data-original-height="960" /></a></div>photo: ME<br />
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Days teach me<br />
To always dream<br />
Though it may never come true<br />
But that's the best way <br />
To live life through<br />
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Days teach me<br />
To dream so high<br />
There's no harm in trying one<br />
Never give up and always try<br />
Never let go or say goodbye<br />
<br />
Days teach me<br />
That when there is darkness<br />
For sure, dawn is the next<br />
And when everything is so tiring<br />
Definitely, there would be time to rest<br />
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Days teach me <br />
To always care for a friend<br />
Always be true and never pretend<br />
Always love with no end<br />
And the broken hearts try to mend<br />
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Days teach me<br />
Never to feel the hate<br />
Always be confident and never hesitate<br />
Always believe in fate<br />
Holding on to my faith<br />
<br />
Days teach me<br />
That lovers meet and stay together<br />
And others are apart<br />
So if you are one who have been left behind<br />
Don't cry and suffer... just search for a new start<br />
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Days teach me<br />
The past I must forget<br />
And nothing needs my regret<br />
To open my heart and forgive<br />
Cause that will help me to survive and live<br />
<br />
Days teach me<br />
To always offer my helping hand<br />
Always be a Good Samaritan<br />
And never doubt in people when there is no proof<br />
And always try to understand<br />
<br />
Days teach me<br />
Not to be shy <br />
If I have done something wrong<br />
But to admit it and be proud that I have learned <br />
A lesson that will help me to be strong<br />
<br />
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-88071834870352375202017-05-14T12:02:00.000-07:002017-05-14T12:03:04.460-07:00Para sa Aking InaA simple yet a very heartfelt Mother's Day poetry piece <br />
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Ngayon nakatayo ako sa harapan mo Ma<br />
Lubos na nagpapasalamat sa iyong mga nagawa<br />
Tanging ngiti mo lamang ang aking nakikita<br />
Alam kung nahihirapan ka na,<br />
Ngunit mas pinili mong mag patuloy pa<br />
Kaya hinahangaan kita, Mama.<br />
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Ikaw ang nagsisilbing ilaw sa aming buhay<br />
Mga ngiti mong parang bituin<br />
Mga tawa mong nagpapangiti sa amin<br />
Salamat, salamat dahil binigay ka sa akin <br />
Alam ko na Alam mo na minsan gusto mo nang sumuko<br />
Pero di mo matiis kasi gusto mo matupad ang mga pangarap ko.<br />
<br />
Di mo ba alam ma na nangangarap din ako<br />
Nangangarap na sana hanggang huli kasama kita at yakap ko<br />
Na sana makita mo kong masayang tumanda ng dahil sa iyo.<br />
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I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MOMMY<br />
<br />
Na kahit tumanda ka na<br />
Aalalayan ka pa rin<br />
Kahit umiiyak ka na<br />
Pupunasan ko pa rin mga kuha mo<br />
Kahit lisanin mo man ang mundo?<br />
Nandito ka pa rin <br />
Sa puso ko na<br />
Walang sawang <br />
Nagbibigay ng lakas at tibay sa akin.<br />
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An original composition of Jazy
papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-59958700429313421592017-03-16T23:16:00.004-07:002017-03-16T23:16:57.225-07:00A Poor Man's LighthouseA simple definition of how to love your neighbor.<br />
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I'm a man who rather live alone<br />
Simply content with life but not a recluse<br />
But there are those who find refuge<br />
In a stranger's nest and build a new home.<br />
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There are courageous men who love adventures<br />
With bold decisions, they earn some fortunes<br />
But let me dwell near a slum environment<br />
And be a brother to the disheartened<br />
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Let me dwell in a house near a slum environment<br />
Where I could mingle with their daily movements<br />
To foster fellowship among the good and the bad<br />
A similar identity once I had.<br />
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I would not stay in a haven and complain<br />
But be with the miserable and give encouragement<br />
Let me dwell in a house near a slum environment<br />
And be a brother to the disheartened.<br />
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My abode is a lighthouse to the outcast<br />
It gives radiance to their highway of life<br />
The man with dreams to escape the past<br />
But are now struggling with today's strife.<br />
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I wonder where they get those smiles of enchantment<br />
Perhaps it's their way of thanking the Lord's blessings<br />
Let me dwell in a house near a slum environment<br />
And be a brother to the disheartened.<br />
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Therefore, I would not build a dividing wall<br />
So I can see and run towards them if they fall<br />
Let me dwell in a house near a slum environment<br />
And be a brother to the disheartened.<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-17994959401043362532017-02-13T08:27:00.000-08:002017-02-13T08:27:27.815-08:00Three Precious Things A simple Valentine note for my lovely wife.<br />
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photo: Beauty and the Beast<br />
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My love...<br />
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I have no money <br />
not even a bed of honey<br />
I own no stars <br />
Its just asking too far<br />
I can't give you the sun<br />
That would only make me a clown<br />
I can't give you the air that we breath<br />
Possessing it, only God knows the secret<br />
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Apple of my eye... just three precious things that I can give you<br />
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I may not be rich to give you things so nice<br />
But i give my heart without thinking twice<br />
I may not own the stars <br />
But my love is more precious than diamond jars <br />
I may not give you air to breath<br />
But you can take mine away if it means my death<br />
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Sweetheart.. just three treasured things you can have<br />
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My pure heart <br />
My genuine love<br />
And the right to take away my breath<br />
<br />papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-9686289904498640932016-12-07T08:18:00.000-08:002016-12-07T08:18:13.669-08:00Start OverA man must trust God to start a new beginning.<br />
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photo by: Ting Sarmiento<br />
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When you've trusted God and<br />
walked His way<br />
When you've felt His hand lead you<br />
day by day<br />
But your steps now take you<br />
another way ...<br />
Start over.<br />
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When you've made your plans and<br />
they've gone awry<br />
When you've tried your best and<br />
there's no more try<br />
When you've failed yourself and<br />
you don't know why ...<br />
Start over.<br />
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When you've told your friends<br />
what you plan to do<br />
When you've trusted them and they didn't<br />
come through<br />
And you're all alone and its up to you ...<br />
start over.<br />
<br />papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-64982552287875328132016-11-22T05:28:00.002-08:002016-11-22T05:29:37.741-08:00Aking Ligaya<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitw9oJfUkUHh2WOVqvFXKMf7zRMUUV3uVFyX8vqDmNywAocWzkUI9ixDyV2MgelASRBbI8stPyAolhzuFxjHE3kKtGnqkJ-AI6vjP3GJPBf3CmXtpcs5RqLcGMM3smVvA8-Bhm34LvB_iI/s1600/1400691_450398315072491_1757054926_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitw9oJfUkUHh2WOVqvFXKMf7zRMUUV3uVFyX8vqDmNywAocWzkUI9ixDyV2MgelASRBbI8stPyAolhzuFxjHE3kKtGnqkJ-AI6vjP3GJPBf3CmXtpcs5RqLcGMM3smVvA8-Bhm34LvB_iI/s640/1400691_450398315072491_1757054926_o.jpg" width="500" height="480" /></a></div>photo: Joy<br />
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Habang nakahiga sa malamig kong higaan<br />
Sa isip ko'y sumasagi... ating masayang nakaraan<br />
Lalo na ng una kang masilayan<br />
Nangungusap mong mga mata'y hindi ko maiwasan titigan.<br />
<br />
Sarili ko'y nababalot sa kalungkutan... noong araw na yaon<br />
Mundo ko'y gumuho... buhay ko'y nagugunaw<br />
Ngunit ang iyong mga ngiti... nagdulot ng wagas na kasiyahan<br />
Mga luha'y pinawi... ligaya'y aking nasumpungan.<br />
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Hindi maipintang saya'y aking naramdaman<br />
Sa unang pagkakataon... ako'y iyong sulyapan<br />
Kay sarap alalahanin ng bawat nakaraan<br />
Ngunit kay lungkot isiping ito’y pawang mga alaala na lamang<br />
<br />
Magbabalik pa kaya ang dati nating paglalambingan?<br />
Pag ibig na tapat minsa'y nasumpungan<br />
Magbabalik pa kaya ang bawat minsan?<br />
At ika’y mananatili na sa aking mundo at hindi na lilisan.<br />
<br /> papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-49674268288126505132016-10-25T07:28:00.000-07:002016-10-25T07:28:51.624-07:00Ikaw?!Naranasan mo na bang mag mahal ng mali? <br />
Nagmahal ka na ba ng may kahati? <br />
Nang-angkin ka na ba ng pag aari ng iba?<br />
Nagbigay ka na ba ng walang hinihinging kapalit?<br />
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Bakit nga ba minsan may mga bagay na nagagawa tayo na hindi natin inaasahan magagawa pala natin?<br />
Sino nga ba ang may gusto magmahal ng may kahati? <br />
Sino nga ba ang may gustong maging pangalawa lang?<br />
At sino nga ba gustong magmahal ng mali?<br />
<br />
Bakit nga ba hindi mo maiwasan mahalin ang pag-aari ng iba? <br />
Na kahit anong iwas mo hindi mo mapigilan? <br />
Pikit mata mo na lang tinatanggap ang katotohanan <br />
Makasama mo lang sya kahit sa konting sandali? <br />
<br />
May pag-ibig na dumarating sa maling panahon at maling pagkakataon <br />
Gustuhin mo man makasama sya hindi naman pwede <br />
Minsan iniisip mo na sana sya ang kasama mo <br />
Kasama mong bumuo ng mga pangarap at kasama mo hanggang sa pagtanda. <br />
<br />
Sabi nga nila hindi lahat ng mga nagsasama ay nagmamahalan <br />
At hindi lahat ng nagmamahalan ay magkasama <br />
Mapaglaro ang tadhana... minsan akala mo nakita mo na ang taong gusto mong makasama sa habang buhay <br />
Pero sa isang iglap may isang taong gugulo ng mundo mo na magpapabago ng pananaw mo. <br />
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Ano nga ba ang dapat at hindi? Ano nga ba ang tama at mali? <br />
Kahit gaano ka katalino sa paraan at buhay, pagdating sa larangan ng pag-ibig mabobo at mabobo ka din <br />
Dahil sa pag-ibig hindi naman utak ang ginagamit kundi PUSO<br />
Kaya hindi mo mapipigilan o mapipili kung kanino ka magmamahal. <br />
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Mahirap itama ang mga pagkakamali lalo na kapag nagdudulot ito ng ligaya sa iyo<br />
Subalit kung iisipin mo nga mas masarap tahakin ang tamang landas <br />
Yung bang wala kang nasasaktan na iba <br />
At wala kang nasisirang buhay. <br />
<br />
Walang sinuman ang maaari mang husga sa taong nagmahal ng mali<br />
Dahil lahat tayo ay may pagkakamaling nagawa <br />
Ang mahalaga alam mo kung paano ka babangon <br />
At itatama ang pagkakamaling iyong nagawa. <br />
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Minsan kailangan gawin ang tama kahit labag sya sa iyong kalooban<br />
Ang pag-ibig naman kasi hindi yan makasarili<br />
Hindi lang kaligayahan mo ang dapat mo sundin <br />
Dapat isipin mo ang taong nasa paligid mo at ang tama. <br />
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Baka kailangan maging tapat ka lang sa iyong saloobin<br />
Baka kailangan mo lang tanggapin sa sarili mo na...<br />
"You have a right love at the wrong time" <br />
Lahat naman pwede pero hindi lahat DAPAT.<br />
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an original piece by: Yram Yoj<br />papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-62389231034053254992016-10-14T04:29:00.002-07:002016-10-14T04:29:37.908-07:00To the QuitterTruly, the world hates a quitter.<br />
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People care not if you stumble<br />
Nor will they gripe if you fall<br />
They may even ignore your calls<br />
No matter how loudly you howl.<br />
<br />
It is no one's concern if you<br />
Give up the fight without consolation<br />
Thinking it is the last thing to do<br />
That is noble and gains their attention.<br />
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People easily forget quitters<br />
Their names a pain to remember<br />
Some will mock you and share a laugh,<br />
Knowing you lack courage and will to stand up.<br />
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So quit and embrace hopelessness<br />
Moreover, dream not of joys and successes<br />
Just remember the world will not care<br />
For people like you who are QUITTERS.<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-47422243595964720702016-09-21T21:06:00.000-07:002016-09-21T21:08:09.000-07:00Simply a Wish<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL9SCuDhYFwgz6mWBmZhG8Xc644mrtJLFdL3l_vez_1217s76BuLbf7hm8VZR8F5ADL_nnP7vZbiXbhxojyQwzHENUo9TBP2EVR4fegbeiEhSga-Erexda-2pz9r6_rbe_4i9HskzSnBY5/s1600/13895037_134094060367117_3444285678023566716_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL9SCuDhYFwgz6mWBmZhG8Xc644mrtJLFdL3l_vez_1217s76BuLbf7hm8VZR8F5ADL_nnP7vZbiXbhxojyQwzHENUo9TBP2EVR4fegbeiEhSga-Erexda-2pz9r6_rbe_4i9HskzSnBY5/s640/13895037_134094060367117_3444285678023566716_n.jpg" width="480" height="500" /></a></div><br />
photo: Stephanie<br />
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I wish I were a cherry blossom<br />
On your garden in full bloom<br />
I know you’ll pick me up soon<br />
And carry me to your bed room.<br />
<br />
You then go on a nap<br />
And I watching from a pot<br />
And while you dreamt I’m a flower, in a snap<br />
You’d find out that I’m not.<br />
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papalenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17149755141923025358noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208300662206612143.post-78375787529776287692016-08-26T10:46:00.000-07:002016-08-26T10:46:55.463-07:00My Sweet White RoseA white rose symbolizes my wife.<br />
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Each gentle word you’ve spoken<br />
Lightens up my soul<br />
Its echoes, my heart will forever hearken<br />
My ROSE, you make my life whole.<br />
<br />
Each empty space, even a dark place<br />
Your love graciously fills<br />
And if trials create harsh waves<br />
Your faithfulness makes them still.<br />
<br />
Oh! Your insights ease pain<br />
Spoken with sincerity and truth<br />
Your thoughtfulness keeps out the rain<br />
Your love, the ultimate roof.<br />
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A gratitude I owe you<br />
For always being there all my life<br />
I’m glad to return your kindness, you know<br />
My faithful, caring and beautiful wife.<br />
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