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| Author | Topic: Poems... |
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Kat Lim (Moderator) |
posted 12/29/02 5:49 PM
Psssst!!! Ikaw ba'y ipinanganak na isang makata??? Halina't idikit d2 ang 'yong komposisyon! H'wag kkalimutan kailangang ikaw ang gumawa... ndi kinopya okey?? Dali! Ilabas na ang talento! http://www.angelfire.com/rock3/blue_angels web site ng Mapanindigan |
| AJ |
posted 4/9/03 7:58 AM
THE MAN By April Joy M. Laude You may not be the ideal but may be you are the right The one that I longed for had come so soon in sight Grateful I am in my life I have thee Because you are everything to me. It means so much to me every word that you say Every single note that you play And even the least deeds that you do They count to me, too. You are so kind, gentle and true The reasons why I truly love you Not only for who you are But for the person you’ve been And for the person you want to be, ‘Cause life’s empty without you here with me. You are an angel in disguise (And) I can see it in your eyes In your words, acts and all that you’ve done Prove to me that you--- YOU ARE THE MAN. |
| Emcee |
posted 4/9/03 8:23 AM
[b]HOW CAN THIS BE?[/b] How can this be? People hated me... It's like in my everyday life, I'm left alone by myself To defend some accusations and hurtful blame I wanna die I hate my world! I'm so sick and fed up with this shit Is there anything to do? A far place to live on my own? Or maybe far away from home I want to roam around the busy streets Worry about nothing... To lay low? Just to live a life With no care at all Possible? But I got stuffs to do To finish ny studies And soon, support my family But I'm not yet ready To take all the responsibilities I'm just a little lass Not prepared to make all the task Why is it that they expect so much of me I can't do all of that! But I'll just exert some effort And do my part as an act. Sometimes, I tend to go astray It's because of what they say! I'll live in that way... It bothers my mind from day to day See what happens to all the controversy I might live to it daily It will inculcate in my mind Making me a blind Taking the beauty from [i]outside[/i] Like the bird that has No freedom to fly No wings in her flight Oh... what a flight I hope all of this would end In just one night. As I look up the stars above I wished these people would give me some love To silt all of those hidden hatred And to dwell in this world As I pace to this life as a heavenly maiden. |
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