This “A Heart-touching Poem by a Soldier” speaks for the unsung heroes of Marawi, striking the strings of empathy and prayer.
Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you yet you know it shouldn’t. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted. A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle. Which side wins? Love wins. Love always wins.
Minsan, sa isang yugto, sa likod ng maingay bagamat nakakaaliw na tunog at musika Ay upuang tahimik, mikroponong walang kahit isang bulong. Halintulad sa tao, sa isang yugto, sa likod ng masigla at masayang itsura, Kubli ang katahimikan, marahil kalungkutan at pananabik sa ‘di mawari … Continue reading Radyo Tahimik
Ryan. He hopped in as soon as the yellow-painted jeepney pulled over. He clasped a burger wrapped in a wax-coated paper with prints of a known fastfood chain’s name. He tucked it into his grey hoodie jacket as if other passengers would take it from … Continue reading Three A.M.
September 30, 2013 Yulie Joung 71492 Un Nouveau Village Dearest Bonroe, We were lying on the grass, staring at the cerulean sky. You took a photo of every cloud that would pass by, looked at me and kissed my cheek. Then whispered “I love you.” … Continue reading Ordinary Letter to my Most Valued Dearest
Every year, the National Book Week is being held. During my high school days, our school organized an activity where students were asked to write a poem. I was in the 3rd year when I got the first place but I wasn’t able to secure a copy of it. When we had the same activity the following year, I crafted this piece, my last. Unfortunately, it has given the chance of winning to others. Hope you like it.
The wind that blew with bliss as its sting
Is the breath of tomes seemly sing
That sage’s wisdom to me out bring
A sense to once a foolish evening
Ample trees feed a lovely enchantress
With eyes on mended words, illusion never displeases
To a pond can be heard a greeting fishes splashes
After a crunch of unwavering memories
Deprive not me from visage I see
That virgin syllables though they’re merely
But clutched a brilliance illuminating intensely
Juvenile minds led to a path progressively
Much to the gaiety they give as to heaven
gentle reasons refined as it’s spoken
How man will struggle when Armageddon coming
It’s the only sparkling that can ne’er be stolen nor forgotten.
Bobbi Petalurca | November 28, 2009
Kung ikaw may aking nasaktan,
Patawad , O, aking kaibigan
Ako’y tao rin naman,
Mayroon ding kamalian.
Sa mga panahong kahinaa’y aking natapakan,
Mga noot-sa-butong salitang aking binitawan,
Ako’y lubos na nanggailangan,
Ng iyong tugon at lubos na kapatawaran.
Sana naman iyong pakinggan.
Ngunit iyo sanang mapansin,
Kamalian ko’y kamalian mo rin.
Ang ibig sanang aking sabihin,
Ikaw ang dahilan ng ‘yong mabigat na pasanin.
Ang hangad kong ika’y magbago,
Ang tanging nais ng idyoma ko,
Nang matugunan ng lahat ng tao,
Ang pangangailangan mo.
Bobbi Petalurca | February 14, 2009