Thursday, January 7, 2010

Ang Aking Ina..

Ang Aking Ina..

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Ang Aking Ina


I


Mulang ako’y maging sanggol.. hanggang ako’y maging bata,

Wala akong nakagisnang sa akin ay magpapala…,

Kundi itong aking Inang mairugin… at dakila.

Kapiling ko sa ligaya at karamay ko sa pagluha.


II

Kung sakaling sa laruan ako nama’y patutungo,

Mag-iingat ka aking anak ang palagi niyang payo…,

Minsan noon ang mukha ko’y tinamaan ng isang bato.

Si Inay ay humahangos… na dumating ~ sumaklolo.

III


Minsan naman… ng ako ay dapuan ng isang lagnat..,

Si Ina’y ‘di natutulog! sa tabi ko’y nagpupuyat!!

Sa tabi ko’y nakaupo at sa pisngiy pumapatak..

ang luha ng pagmamahal sa bunso niyang kulang palad.

IV

Ganyan itong aking Ina… kung magmahal ay taimtim..,

Maglaho man ang daigdig… pag-ibig ay hanggang libing..

Nakangiting nagtitiis dahil sa bunsong giliw.

Kasama kong nagbabata… ng pasakit at hilahil.

Created by:

Hinahon D. Velasco

Oct. 9.2008

This Poem was created by my Father. Copy Right.




“Ang Turo ng Aking Ama”

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“Ang Turo ng Aking Ama”

I
Ang turo ng aking ama na hindi ko lilimutin,
Kahit ako’y matanda na’t malapit ng magupiling.
Unang- una sa pagtulog,… aagahan ko ang gising;
Anuman ang gagawin ko’y ~ makapitong iisipin.II
Kahit bata kung mabuti… Ay akin daw igagalang,
Matanda ma’y layuan ko kung masama’t lapastangan.

III
Hindi baling ako’y pangit~ sa paningin at sa turing…
Makalakad lamang ako’y~ bahagya ma’y walang dusing.
Kapintasa’t pagkukulang ay akin daw aaminin…
Ngunit Huwag paaakay.. sa bulag pa kaysa akin.

09.21.08
Composed by Hinahon D. Velasco

Copy Right 2008.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Nightmare…

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nIGHTMARe

(Based on experience, True Story)

At first I never knew love but until now, I never know how love moves or how it function, My first love is like a heaven, she thought me how to love, what’s the meaning of life or what am I here for. On our high school memories I’m the one who’s attracted to her, and then I challenge myself to go after her. Then I decided to start courting her, I really don’t know what to do but still I said to myself that I need to do it, because I don’t know what’s the feeling inside me so I continue courting her till the day I got her answer YES, we got to know each other every day, get sweeter after every fight we had overcome, Years later we enjoy each other’s company. But one day a big misunderstanding begun, and start to break our relationship, each day, every time, ever minute, I can’t help but cry because all of a sudden everything’s change… No one’s calling me hanhy, my phone never rang again after the day we decided to separate our ways and never see each other again, the pain that I never felt before, the pain that killed all my moody attitude, I don’t want to talk too much, more likely to be alone all the time. The pain that nobody sees even my family I hide it till the dawn, then I can’t cry hard enough, every day is the same day for me. I lied to myself, friends, and family. I showed them that I’m all right, but inside me, my hearts bleed. And now that I can’t move forward to what my will wants, it’s because of the trauma. Until the day we met at the crossroad unexpectedly, my heart beats goes faster and faster as she walk forward to me, I don’t know what to say, what to do, how I react but she smiled at me and I did the same. As she gets closer, she asks me if I’m okay and I nodded. Then the words instantly came from her. And started to say “I miss you so much… I miss your voice, your eyes, the touch of your hands, the way you call my name, the words I love you too hear from you, I miss the way we were before.” And she hugged me tight as my tears fell from my eyes, “I can’t believe this is happening”, then she said she still loves me… then I woke up…


Daniel L.Velasco

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