The sun suddenly seem too dim
The moon lonelier than before
A voice as calm as a stream
Fell silent and lost forevermore.
The wind blows like winter's cold
The hearth brings no comfort
Longing for your embrace and hold
Stolen in a sharp retort.
My joy that was once so replete
Was nearly filled with painful sorrow
Without you life is not complete
Starting now to days beyond tomorrow.
Lifted
We were just talking like a few days back
Of family gossips and future plans
The very thing I feared suddenly struck
A chilling voice told me you are gone.
Time stopped and my heart ached
We were supposed to meet the next night
I held my strength for family's sake
But I feel the pain like heaven's smite.
You left so quickly like a fleeing thief
You took with you my glee and my world
My heart is with you and had surely dipped
My smile faded and left me in a curl.
I pray you hear all the words I whisper
To the winds to carry them to heaven's door
Look down from above and see your litter
Watch us grow and help us soar.
Parol
Disclaimer: I do not own the image used. I only claim rights on the content added.
A parol is a traditional lantern used by Filipinos to celebrate Christmas. It is the symbol of the Star of Jerusalem that the three kings followed to locate the newborn Messiah.
Seasons Greetings
The time of the year when the roads are jammed and the malls are packed has come again.
The Philippines is known to celebrate the christmas season the longest. It starts the first day of the "Ber" months, which is the 1st of September. And it ends on the day of the catholic Feast of the Three Kings.
This season is a very important celebration for the Filipinos not only because the Philippines in mainly a catholic nation (and considered the largest catholic nation in its part of the world), but it is also the time when families separated by distance or other circumstance come together and reunite to celebrate and enjoy the company of relatives and friends.
Of course a Filipino celebration can not be complete without enjoying good conversation over a hearty feast. The Noche Buena has been a practice where the family sits and enjoy a feast in meeting Christmas day at the strike of 12 midnight, just like the world celebrates the coming of the new year.
And people around the country becomes tolerant and forgiving towards others more on this season. Goodwill during becomes prominent in the society evidenced by conversations imploring somebody to be patient and let a few transgressions pass in the spirit of the season.
This is basically how we celebrate Christmas and I am proud of how we Filipinos value family and good relationships with people.
To end this, I would like to extend the my greetings to all who read my humble blog.
MALIGAYANG PASKO SA INYONG LAHAT!
(Merry Christmas to all of you!)
The Philippines is known to celebrate the christmas season the longest. It starts the first day of the "Ber" months, which is the 1st of September. And it ends on the day of the catholic Feast of the Three Kings.
This season is a very important celebration for the Filipinos not only because the Philippines in mainly a catholic nation (and considered the largest catholic nation in its part of the world), but it is also the time when families separated by distance or other circumstance come together and reunite to celebrate and enjoy the company of relatives and friends.
Of course a Filipino celebration can not be complete without enjoying good conversation over a hearty feast. The Noche Buena has been a practice where the family sits and enjoy a feast in meeting Christmas day at the strike of 12 midnight, just like the world celebrates the coming of the new year.
And people around the country becomes tolerant and forgiving towards others more on this season. Goodwill during becomes prominent in the society evidenced by conversations imploring somebody to be patient and let a few transgressions pass in the spirit of the season.
This is basically how we celebrate Christmas and I am proud of how we Filipinos value family and good relationships with people.
To end this, I would like to extend the my greetings to all who read my humble blog.
MALIGAYANG PASKO SA INYONG LAHAT!
(Merry Christmas to all of you!)
Mind's Eye
Do you see what I feel?
Do you feel what I hear?
The wind blows but is still
The trees whisper to my ear.
Nothing, my eyes betray
Yet my skin tells the opposite.
A song drifts in a wordless play
Silent yet the message is tacit.
Strange and weird it may be
The unknown feels very familiar.
Behind nothing my mind can see
A reality right here but seem so far.
The sensations keep on rushing in
As if a strong violent hurricane.
Images and unfamiliar faces coming
But I dare not think myself insane.
Is this a gift or am I cursed?
To See what few else can
My lips are forcefully pursed
Will I keep hidden until the end?
Do you feel what I see?
The swirls and their plea?
Do you see what I hear?
Your confusion and fear.
Do you feel what I hear?
The wind blows but is still
The trees whisper to my ear.
Nothing, my eyes betray
Yet my skin tells the opposite.
A song drifts in a wordless play
Silent yet the message is tacit.
Strange and weird it may be
The unknown feels very familiar.
Behind nothing my mind can see
A reality right here but seem so far.
The sensations keep on rushing in
As if a strong violent hurricane.
Images and unfamiliar faces coming
But I dare not think myself insane.
Is this a gift or am I cursed?
To See what few else can
My lips are forcefully pursed
Will I keep hidden until the end?
Do you feel what I see?
The swirls and their plea?
Do you see what I hear?
Your confusion and fear.
Stars
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Prayer
Disclaimer: I do not own the image used. I only claim ownership and rights to the content added.
Pansamantala
Andito lang sa aking tabi
Kasabay sa tawa at ngiti
Kasama halos gabi-gabi
Parang langit ang bawat kanti.
Akala ng iba ikaw at ako
Sa kanila lingid ang totoo
Abot langit aking pagsamo
Na sana ako ang laman ng puso.
Ngunit ika’y may ibang irog
Pag-ibig mo tila sumasabog
Puso ko mistulang dinurog
Impit ang luhang animoy ilog.
Subalit mukha mo’y may hapis
Mga matang parang nagtitiis
Sa sakit ng sugat na kiniskis
Dulot ng pagmamahal ng labis.
Andito ako handang dumamay
Lumapit ka hawakan ang kamay
Damhin ang pagmamahal na sana’y
Noon pa lang sayo na inialay.
Pansamantala iyong kalimutan
Ang sakit na nararamdaman
Pansamantala ako’y kapitan
Nang hindi malugmok sa putikan.
Kahit pansamantala lang ang lahat
Pag aaruga ko ay singlawak ng dagat
Kahit sa puso lagi ay may kagat
Ako’y kaibigan mong tapat.
Kasabay sa tawa at ngiti
Kasama halos gabi-gabi
Parang langit ang bawat kanti.
Akala ng iba ikaw at ako
Sa kanila lingid ang totoo
Abot langit aking pagsamo
Na sana ako ang laman ng puso.
Ngunit ika’y may ibang irog
Pag-ibig mo tila sumasabog
Puso ko mistulang dinurog
Impit ang luhang animoy ilog.
Subalit mukha mo’y may hapis
Mga matang parang nagtitiis
Sa sakit ng sugat na kiniskis
Dulot ng pagmamahal ng labis.
Andito ako handang dumamay
Lumapit ka hawakan ang kamay
Damhin ang pagmamahal na sana’y
Noon pa lang sayo na inialay.
Pansamantala iyong kalimutan
Ang sakit na nararamdaman
Pansamantala ako’y kapitan
Nang hindi malugmok sa putikan.
Kahit pansamantala lang ang lahat
Pag aaruga ko ay singlawak ng dagat
Kahit sa puso lagi ay may kagat
Ako’y kaibigan mong tapat.
Lingering Regrets
These memories now hurt me
Of the things I did which pained you
I did not care and too blind to see
The pain and your tears were true.
I was young and carefree to a fault
The world was mine to play and enjoy
Never thought that it struck like a bolt
I know I acted foolishly like a little boy.
Now I am a toddler no longer
Time has passed, changed for sure
Making me, I hope, a little bit wiser
Knowing now the feelings you endured.
I pray that I muster the courage
To face you with smile and humility
Be honest about that dark ugly page
And from my heart to say "I'm sorry."
Of the things I did which pained you
I did not care and too blind to see
The pain and your tears were true.
I was young and carefree to a fault
The world was mine to play and enjoy
Never thought that it struck like a bolt
I know I acted foolishly like a little boy.
Now I am a toddler no longer
Time has passed, changed for sure
Making me, I hope, a little bit wiser
Knowing now the feelings you endured.
I pray that I muster the courage
To face you with smile and humility
Be honest about that dark ugly page
And from my heart to say "I'm sorry."
Pagdungaw sa Bukas
Madilim at malamig ang kinalalagyan
Noon pa ma'y ganyan nang dinatnan
Gumagawa at naghahanap ng paraan
Upang ang sakit ng tyan ay maibsan.
Balat ay sunog at babad sa araw
May igting at bigat ang bawat galaw
Hirap ng buhay ang laging pananaw
Kaya't kahali-halina ang tawag ng balaraw.
Itsura ay may hapis at kaawa-awa
Malamang ang buhay ay mapariwara
Pagiging mahirap lang ang pagkakasala
Ngunit madungis ang tingin ng madla.
Kailan kaya sisikat ang ginintuang liwanag?
Nang mawakasan ang nadaramang bagabag
Kahit kaunting pag-asa ay mabanaag
Upang sa kahirapa'y may pusong lumabag.
Mula sa kulungang kapalara'y tila ginapas
Dalangin sana ay madaliang makaalpas
Sa Maykapal ay nagsusumamong wagas
Bigyang lakas na dungawin ang bukas.
Noon pa ma'y ganyan nang dinatnan
Gumagawa at naghahanap ng paraan
Upang ang sakit ng tyan ay maibsan.
Balat ay sunog at babad sa araw
May igting at bigat ang bawat galaw
Hirap ng buhay ang laging pananaw
Kaya't kahali-halina ang tawag ng balaraw.
Itsura ay may hapis at kaawa-awa
Malamang ang buhay ay mapariwara
Pagiging mahirap lang ang pagkakasala
Ngunit madungis ang tingin ng madla.
Kailan kaya sisikat ang ginintuang liwanag?
Nang mawakasan ang nadaramang bagabag
Kahit kaunting pag-asa ay mabanaag
Upang sa kahirapa'y may pusong lumabag.
Mula sa kulungang kapalara'y tila ginapas
Dalangin sana ay madaliang makaalpas
Sa Maykapal ay nagsusumamong wagas
Bigyang lakas na dungawin ang bukas.
Light from Within
The unforgiving veracity of life
Eating away at the depths
Lady fortune, slipping away
Laughing dubiously at every plunge
Every plummet to ache and frustration.
Weeping for unanswered prayers
Drifting ad infinitum
Never knowing if
Never knowing when
They will be heard.
Exhaling the pessimism
Unto the unnoticed
Invoking intrusion
Thru thought… thru faith
Imploring… hoping… again.
Whispers on the wind
Voices that murmurs indistinct words
Yet a sensation overwhelms
Muting the call of obscurity
Leading to tranquility… to clarity.
Amidst the confusion
Soars a spirit that is radiant
Lifting the will of the muddled
Easing the burdens of quandary
Illuminating all…
It astounded me…
But I knew…
Eating away at the depths
Lady fortune, slipping away
Laughing dubiously at every plunge
Every plummet to ache and frustration.
Weeping for unanswered prayers
Drifting ad infinitum
Never knowing if
Never knowing when
They will be heard.
Exhaling the pessimism
Unto the unnoticed
Invoking intrusion
Thru thought… thru faith
Imploring… hoping… again.
Whispers on the wind
Voices that murmurs indistinct words
Yet a sensation overwhelms
Muting the call of obscurity
Leading to tranquility… to clarity.
Amidst the confusion
Soars a spirit that is radiant
Lifting the will of the muddled
Easing the burdens of quandary
Illuminating all…
It astounded me…
But I knew…
Dreams
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Connected
I smile that you may have found
Hearts that to you have been bound
Keep them safe, keep them close
Treasure are they til your repose
More than pearls, even more than gold
Never frown, just tighten thy hold
Losing them is quick, but rarely a find
Special they are, truly one of a kind
Again, I smile that you have finally found
The kindred hearts forever to you will surround.
Hearts that to you have been bound
Keep them safe, keep them close
Treasure are they til your repose
More than pearls, even more than gold
Never frown, just tighten thy hold
Losing them is quick, but rarely a find
Special they are, truly one of a kind
Again, I smile that you have finally found
The kindred hearts forever to you will surround.
Untitled Sentiments
Struggling to survive
The web of insanity
The outburst of madness
Of such ironic presence
Leading to the fatal trap
Of Cupid's chaotic delusions
Wishes of a blissful heart
Thrown into oblivion
Praying certain creeds
To never meet impossibilities
Yet such transgressions
Bear deafening refute
Turmoil gyrates
With blood's melodic tempo
Whenever Aphrodite's visage
Be sighted
Temporal truth lashing
Through soul's windows
Having to envy
Hades' lively boundaries
Virtually no asylum
From such intricacies
In soliloquy
To endure the sacrifice
Lingering debate
In a resonating monologue
The web of insanity
The outburst of madness
Of such ironic presence
Leading to the fatal trap
Of Cupid's chaotic delusions
Wishes of a blissful heart
Thrown into oblivion
Praying certain creeds
To never meet impossibilities
Yet such transgressions
Bear deafening refute
Turmoil gyrates
With blood's melodic tempo
Whenever Aphrodite's visage
Be sighted
Temporal truth lashing
Through soul's windows
Having to envy
Hades' lively boundaries
Virtually no asylum
From such intricacies
In soliloquy
To endure the sacrifice
Lingering debate
In a resonating monologue
Walking Through
I see a golden light
Beyond that dark horizon
Before me lies pain
Obstacles wrought in fire
Blocking me from seeing the way
Burning me when I step wrong
Thorns piercing my feet
The wind pushing me back
Rain threatens to drown me
And rocks falling hard on my shoulders
Tears fall from my bleeding eyes
My throat dry as the desert sand
I long for rest, I need an escape
But that light beckons
So strong
So enticing
Confused and tired
Weak and desperate
I pick myself up
Walking through
Enduring all.
If I can feel that golden light
And the dark horizon behind me
I can die smiling.
Beyond that dark horizon
Before me lies pain
Obstacles wrought in fire
Blocking me from seeing the way
Burning me when I step wrong
Thorns piercing my feet
The wind pushing me back
Rain threatens to drown me
And rocks falling hard on my shoulders
Tears fall from my bleeding eyes
My throat dry as the desert sand
I long for rest, I need an escape
But that light beckons
So strong
So enticing
Confused and tired
Weak and desperate
I pick myself up
Walking through
Enduring all.
If I can feel that golden light
And the dark horizon behind me
I can die smiling.
Serving now!
Hello there!
This has been long overdue (think of 2 decades, IKR?) and it's only now that I had the urge to blog seriously. I already tried blogging with another provider but that did not work so well since my motivation was not as strong back then; that failed miserably.
I have a wattpad account too but that is also less than acceptable but I decided to keep that account active and improve on it during the course of my blogging. I will be more active in maintaining this page.
Some people asked me why the name "Peach Mango Pie" as a blog name. My friends find it cute and catchy but they always ask why.
Here is my answer:
Firstly, I am Filipino. Here in the Philippines, we have a fast food chain called Jollibee that arguably rivals if not surpasses the very popular western chain McDonald's.
Jollibee introduced its own version of Peach Mango Pie a long way back (I'm too lazy to research exactly when, sorry) and became an instant hit to the Filipinos. At present, the warm sweet pastry still makes its way to the hearts of the younger generation.
Secondly, my mother was not an exception (even I am a huge fan). She loved that dessert so much that she misses it so much when she decided to go overseas and work. Yes, she was an Overseas Filipino Worker or OFW as we locally call them.
Whenever she would come home to the Philippines for vacation, the first thing she would request me is to have her driven to a Jollibee branch found along the South Luzon Expressway on our way to Tanauan City, Batangas, her hometown, to buy a couple of Peach Mango Pies and savor them during our travel.
And lastly, my mother passed away just recently.
She was diagnosed with cervical cancer a little over two years back. She went through radiation therapy in the hospital she was working for as a nurse in London, United Kingdom. After the therapy, she was declared cancer-free at that time. We were elated and very thankful that she was cured. She celebrated her 60th birthday with us here in the Philippines. Many of our friends and family joined us in celebrating. We were so happy.
But just early this year, we were shocked by the news of a recurrence of her cancer. And worse it was a metastasis of her cervical cancer found in her lungs; stage 4. She celebrated her 61st birthday so far away from us since she was already undergoing chemotherapy at that time. We were unable to be with her for so many reasons, and none of those excused us from it.
It was a rollercoaster of emotions for us. Having to deal with hopeful news just to receive bad news about her condition just a day or two after. Until she passed on October this year.
We were utterly devastated.
I personally wanted to honor her in any way I can. Then I was reminded that I was writing poems before. So I decided to go back to writing them and seriously start a blog.
I could not think of a name for my blog so I asked a friend to help me. I related to him that I wanted this blog to be something to remind me of her and all the time I spent loving her. The advise he gave me: "Think of something that reminds you of her the very instant that you see it, hear its name or touch it".
And so Peach Mango Pie, my blog, came into existence.
As stated in the blog description, this will be mainly a collection of poetry and prose written by me. I may sometimes post something different or expand the scope of the blog in the future but I would like to dedicate most the space to the two art forms mentioned above.
Without further adieu...
Welcome to Peach Mango Pie!
I pray you enjoy the stay. :)
PS. I will be bringing my old poems here so those are the first works you will be encountering in the coming days :)
This has been long overdue (think of 2 decades, IKR?) and it's only now that I had the urge to blog seriously. I already tried blogging with another provider but that did not work so well since my motivation was not as strong back then; that failed miserably.
I have a wattpad account too but that is also less than acceptable but I decided to keep that account active and improve on it during the course of my blogging. I will be more active in maintaining this page.
Some people asked me why the name "Peach Mango Pie" as a blog name. My friends find it cute and catchy but they always ask why.
Here is my answer:
Firstly, I am Filipino. Here in the Philippines, we have a fast food chain called Jollibee that arguably rivals if not surpasses the very popular western chain McDonald's.
Jollibee introduced its own version of Peach Mango Pie a long way back (I'm too lazy to research exactly when, sorry) and became an instant hit to the Filipinos. At present, the warm sweet pastry still makes its way to the hearts of the younger generation.
Secondly, my mother was not an exception (even I am a huge fan). She loved that dessert so much that she misses it so much when she decided to go overseas and work. Yes, she was an Overseas Filipino Worker or OFW as we locally call them.
Whenever she would come home to the Philippines for vacation, the first thing she would request me is to have her driven to a Jollibee branch found along the South Luzon Expressway on our way to Tanauan City, Batangas, her hometown, to buy a couple of Peach Mango Pies and savor them during our travel.
And lastly, my mother passed away just recently.
She was diagnosed with cervical cancer a little over two years back. She went through radiation therapy in the hospital she was working for as a nurse in London, United Kingdom. After the therapy, she was declared cancer-free at that time. We were elated and very thankful that she was cured. She celebrated her 60th birthday with us here in the Philippines. Many of our friends and family joined us in celebrating. We were so happy.
But just early this year, we were shocked by the news of a recurrence of her cancer. And worse it was a metastasis of her cervical cancer found in her lungs; stage 4. She celebrated her 61st birthday so far away from us since she was already undergoing chemotherapy at that time. We were unable to be with her for so many reasons, and none of those excused us from it.
It was a rollercoaster of emotions for us. Having to deal with hopeful news just to receive bad news about her condition just a day or two after. Until she passed on October this year.
We were utterly devastated.
I personally wanted to honor her in any way I can. Then I was reminded that I was writing poems before. So I decided to go back to writing them and seriously start a blog.
I could not think of a name for my blog so I asked a friend to help me. I related to him that I wanted this blog to be something to remind me of her and all the time I spent loving her. The advise he gave me: "Think of something that reminds you of her the very instant that you see it, hear its name or touch it".
And so Peach Mango Pie, my blog, came into existence.
As stated in the blog description, this will be mainly a collection of poetry and prose written by me. I may sometimes post something different or expand the scope of the blog in the future but I would like to dedicate most the space to the two art forms mentioned above.
Without further adieu...
Welcome to Peach Mango Pie!
I pray you enjoy the stay. :)
PS. I will be bringing my old poems here so those are the first works you will be encountering in the coming days :)
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