A Warrior's Heart

A bell rings on the east side,
the signal of the new fight
A call of alliance is in the air,
but this restless heart is in despair

Does the sword be the remedy,
for the heart of this warrior
For he suffered the invisible wounds,
that no medicine can cure

The ache of the past comes to hunt him,
and his future is a little dim
They told to move on,
pick up a weapon and go

But could he leave his life in the fields,
where his life had been lived?
A field of grains is enough,
but blood is very rough

When will this battle end?
When will this battle end?
Is this the solution for healing a broken heart?
to pick up a sword and die like a hero

For his heart is now lifeless,
it's better for him to die hopeless
The tip of the sword shall kill him,
Not the words of the hear that haunts him

Mourning Of A Cold And Empty Heart

I start every morning,
with songs unending

The crying heart calls for comfort,
and the anguish kills without effort

She's still in my mind,
trying to connect and bind

Is this situation my catalyst,
or it is another abyss

I ask my peers to help me,
but neither of them understand it

For the fourth time I loved,
in the fourth time I sobbed

Because unlike the three,
she's the perfect one for me

She preferred stronger ones,
weakness is her dislikes

So I ask for strength for this silent suffering,
I will keep doing a song unending

For she opened this cold and empty heart,
and she also closed with a bitter part

Bigo

Dumaan sya sa ibang ibayo,
at ako'y biglang natalo

Kung dati'y parang baliw na naghihintay,
ngayo'y puro pout ang nka hintay

Di mo malman kung galit o lungkot ang mararamdaman,
kung wala ka sa posisyon para ito'y malaman

Kung ako'y di umiimik ng ilang araw,
ngayo'y pekeng ngiti ang naka salang

Pwede akong lapitan at pagsabihan,
ngunit ako'y hindi na mag sasalita

Sapagkat nadurog muna ang pusong tatlong beses na iniwan
At dahil dun ako'y nag paparaya at nag papaiwan

Ngunit kung ako'y iyong tawagin,
sa oras na ika'y nangangamba

Ako'y handang makinig at mag payo lamang
sapagkat alam ko na lahat ng sasabihin mo ay pang kaibigan lang

The Message He Could'nt Tell

A person who stands at the door,
calls you friend but he adores

He pretends to be happy,
but this time he's worried

He does nothing to stop you from slipping away
All he ever wanted is to be loved and be gay

He don't know how your mind runs,
so he acts very dumb

The fainting is just an illusion of his tricks,
when he likes someone who tends to pick

He may look strange and odd,
but his heart is like a rock

He build up walls of lies,
to keep enemies in ties

So if you don't want to know him more,
he's better gone with the worse

Because he is not a very good in courting,
does not mean he is not loving

He's just afraid to show his feelings,
because he hates to hear gossips

You may call him a coward; that's fine to him,
but if you say he's worthless: that's another thing

Once you talk to him in this moment of confusion,
he will give in and tell his you his illusions

May you listen and understand him,
because he is still wondering

If your angry or deceiving,
or nothing is happening

I tell you this; not to get you irritated,
or keep him away from your fences

He just need someone to talk to,
in times he's not on virtues

I hope you talk to him soon,
in a place where no one is allowed to hear

He's a private person,
and he'll be ready for questions

As long as he's comfortable answering,
he will be mentioning

He wants to put it into finality,
and get along with reality

For you're the one his thinking,
and his mind is collapsing

His so called friends betrayed him,
and he now wants to know if you're declining

For his spirit is burned out,
but his heart is still living

Back Where I Came From

It’s already time to leave and everything is already packed. I wait beside the door and looked at the yearbook and remembered all the things that had happened for the past three years. Funny though, all the persons who helped me were already gone beyond my sight. Suddenly, the sound of a motorbike engine fills my excited ears because the time of our departure is already near. An hour and a half pass and we arrived at the docks. You can already smell the sea breeze in the air. While we were waiting for the vessel to reach the docks, I sent text messages to my friends and mentors containing my farewell and thanksgiving. Remembering those who helped you can really make a departure scene really interesting. The seabirds are already alarmed by the loud sound of the ship’s horn. Finally after a few minutes, we entered the ship and settled in our cabins.


Night falls and we were already in the middle of the vast ocean. We looked backed at the place we came from and to our surprise; the darkness hid it from our eyes. We tucked in bed early so that we can be ready for our arrival at the city. The dream of tough life started playing in my mind. Everything was very complicated and but it was worth it. No man can reach his goals without bumping into a tough situations right? Even dogs would have to deal with these things. When our journey was almost over, the sun’s rays blinded our eyesight. The water became murky and the clear view became foggy. The stench of rotting trash was already in the air and I said to myself welcome back! Hope you will never leave again! At last the city is a meter away from me. Nothings change since the day I left it. The smog of the port is already blocking the captain’s binoculars; he find it difficult to maneuver the vessel to its right position.

We started to leave the vessel and we ventured our way out of the pier. As we were making our way home, I observed the daily situation here at the city. Unlike in the province, the roads here are much bigger and noisier. The sight of tricycle is converted into a sight of four wheeled vehicles. Cars, bus, trucks name it! Every mode of transportation that the human being had created is present in every street of the city. I find the sound of car engines and blow horns as the music that my ears missed. The blissful air of the country side left my lungs and the polluted air of the metropolis comes rushing in. I was in a complicated paradise but no one will really understand my meaning of a perfect home

We reached our home; simple and blessed. The things that I left was still the same but in my eyes it’s already changed. Maybe it’s because I left everything for three years and now I’m back where I came from.

In The Middle Of Waiting

In the middle of waiting,
I tried another beginning

Maybe I got tired of waiting,
so I tried escaping

The fourth hour felt uninterested,
maybe she needs to be tested

I don't want to lose the fourth hour,
and make a dreadful tower

For me to hide and look,
and write everything in book

I'll still be waiting,
while my mind is departing

Anxiety took me again,
and I started to pretend

I'm sure the fourth hour had notice,
that I'm humiliating in practice

Wind of faith blew hard,
Hard enough to push the open door

Quickly! I said to my mind,
go against the tide

Because if I give up,
It will be very rough

For the fourth hour is not yet done,
it will be bad if it is gone

I'm in the middle of waiting,
and someone is judging

So send this to all,
Before i decide to fall

The Fourth Hour

The fourth hour is upon me,
and I'm still waiting a theme

That holds a future,
and for me to nurture

I stand in-front of an open door,
Waiting for her to go to my floor

But she rather look backward,
to see if it is awkward

As I embark the fourth hour,
I saw a beautiful flower

It's beauty lured me into the light,
and let me fly away from the night

The door is still open,
but her heart is in burden

She still looks behind,
she lets her mind unwind

Is she willing to enter?
or she just want to be alone

I embark the fourth hour,
waiting for her to enter

A Fear

The heart never stopped beating,
but your hands started departing

This second day I'm not ignoring you,
I'm just waiting for the right time to talk to you

As hours pass by,
I wait for another try

But fear took over me,
and made me very weary

So at this moment I'm a loner,
saying to myself that I'm a goner

What am I doing?,
I'm not good at everything

So you think I'm only joking,
and I make myself a fool

So don't wonder if I'm ignoring you
because I'm not that brave as you

Breaking traditions (Wedding)

“Tradition simply means that we need to end what began well and continue what is worth continuing” says Jose Bergamine; a Spanish writer. One of the world’s social problems is getting along with certain tradition that some nations imply in their way of living. This traditions are sometimes complicated and complex that the present generation find it difficult to follow. The youth are now liberated and very curios to explore the things that their tradition had prevented them to do in the past. Once there was a wedding in the province that was postponed because the priest disliked the idea of the groom to make the color of the wedding venue to be black. From wedding dress to the dress of the groom’s men suite everything should be in pitch black. The priest’s reason for his disapproval is that according to church tradition the theme color of the wedding should be white to represent purity and cleanliness of the soul. We want to talk about the traditions that prevents us to do unique things (in this case, a wedding)

There are two traditions that affect a wedding ceremony:

1. Church traditions

2. Native traditions

These two traditions have different basis that it imply in the actual wedding. First let us concentrate on the Church traditions.

The Catholic Church is known to be a conservative religion (even though its members are not that conservative). The Church considers the wedding as one of the most holy sacraments that a catholic should understand. It is called The Sacrament of holy matrimony. Every Catholic should follow a mutual rule that a wedding should not be declared as null or void because the church tells us that a wedding is a promise between the person to be married and God. The theme of the wedding should be pure and solemn because weddings are often done inside a church. The colors of a wedding should not be dark and gothic because these colors represent Hell or the abyss. And the most important tradition in a catholic wedding is that the persons involve in this ceremony is a man and woman. If these Church Traditions are broken or abused, the church shall not recognize it.

Let us now put our discussion on Native traditions. Our Country was influenced by different countries in performing wedding ceremonies. Let us enumerate some of these traditions:

1. Throwing of uncooked rice after leaving the venue of the wedding(Indian)
2. The groom’s parents and the bride’s parents plans the wedding in the bride’s house or “Pamanhikan”(Spanish)
3. An extravagant feast for the guest and entourage after the wedding(Chinese)
4. Giving respect to the parents by the groom and the bride at the altar(Chinese)
5. Throwing of a bouquet of flowers to the awaiting single bride’s maid believing that if anyone woman who got the flowers will be the next bride(Americans)
6. Offering eggs to Saint Clair before a wedding for good weather.(Spanish)

On the case of the wedding in our introduction, the groom broke a church tradition, that’s why the priest disapproved. The quotation in our introduction tells us that we should continue traditions that are beneficial and we should irrelevant traditions. With this we conclude that traditions are things that we should decide to imply or not. Humans created these traditions and also humans can deny it. It is up to us if these traditions are beneficial or not; If these traditions are good or bad. We should know the pros and cons when it comes to tradition because it is not a good source of wisdom. Some traditions are very complicated and be weird to the sight to our neighboring countries. But again It’s up to US.

Now I Tell You The Truth

I once loved as much as I live,
but not successful and so it seems

A feeling of sadness shook me from different directions,
and I lost all the visible connections

For three years I waited for another moment,
remembering all of the torment

They told me it's hopeless,
and believed it's true

But after years of waiting,
it seems I'm fading

I feel no more love,
when the last one departs

Know I tell you this,
tomorrow will never be a risk

Cause when you decide as early as now,
I will let you be and find another one

Because I can't bear another pain,
so I will let you decide and I'll wait

Will I continue? or will I stop?

Their Sacrifice

Written in blood and sweat,
the words that prevented threats

Heroes made it clear,
that our country is very dear

The blade of the sword,
is like the might of the word

For the sacrifice of the few,
became the voice of the people's point of view

I'm Here

I'm here waiting and loving,
to you I would risk everything

For me your attention is a catalyst,
for me to stop being a soloist

Only your voice could make me shiver,
without you knowing what makes me quiver

I stand beside you if I have the chance,
to have walk with you is like a dance

One day found out,
what you set your eyes upon

I couldn't react or disagree,
because I'm in no position to you

You like another person to cherish you,
I accept it with a sunset view

As I held my tears from my eyes,
I can't tell you my lies

But I'm here waiting and loving,
to you I would risk everything

Even if I don't get anything,
a memory of you is quiet promising

Drug Addict's Warning

I curse the beginning,
of a hymn unending

A sound that push me,
to the edge of reality

The frequency is rising,
But you can never resist

Temptation is not an option,
when you place yourself on another dimension

It drills your skull,
and make you dull

For it holds a future,
the beginning of a new tourture

I Wish Tonight

Moonlight tonight I wish to stars so bright,
may you bring me to a place that is right

Where angels fly and dance in the clouds of the sky,
where there's no sadness and a reason to cry

May you give me the wine that bears good luck,
the wine that let my mind unlock

I wish that you give your blessing,
while I'm in suffering

Because all these things are mere imagination,
there's no conclusion in this situation

While I wait for your answer of hope,
I will endure this lifeless road

Because life isn't a fable,
and it does not end in easy ways