Bilang Pag salubong sa bagong taon, nais kong i-post ang ilang Luma kong isinulat, nuong Hayskul pa nag-exist ang mga katarantaduhang ito, Kaya wag nyo naman masyado awayin kasi aminado naman akong hindi magaganda yung iba dito.
Kaya ko naman Pinost to e para may luma naman sa bagong taon. Gusto ko sana lagyan ng Commentary ng mga parte na nakokornihan ako kaso naisip kong masisira lang kaya heniwey, eto na.
Awit Ng Dagat
Walang ano mang bagay na mas gaganda pa,
Sa Paglamon ng Dagat sa araw na palubog na,
Akala ko talaga wala nang mas gaganda,
Hanggang sa panahong nasilayan kita.
Sa harap ng dagat na tila walang hanggan,
Akin pang iniisip kung ika'y nasaan,
Kahit anong gawin hindi ko mapigilan,
Isiping ako'y napalayo sayong kagandahan.
Kung ako'y namangha sa araw na lumulubog,
Sa iyong ngiti lang puso ko ay nahuilog,
Kaya't kahit saglit sa diyos ko ay dinulog,
Mawala ka sa isip ng ako'y makatulog.
Kalungkutan na lamang ang nadarama ko,
Ng sa tabing dagat muli akong napapadayo,
Dahil sa isip at puso doon ay alam ko,
Na hindi para sa akin ang pag-ibig mo.
Kung dumating ang oras na umawit ang dagat,
Sa isang boses na matamis na lulunod sa alat,
Alat ng mga luha, luha ng talunan,
Mag-aabala ka kayang ito ay pakinggan?
Kung umawit ang dagat at sabihin nito sa'yo,
Tunay na wikang sigaw ng aking puso,
Sana umawt ang dagat sana nga ito'y totoo,
Ng ang dagat ang mag-sabi ng mga hinaing ko.
Oblivion
I rest in the state of shadowed dreams,
Where the loving are the afflicted,
A place are all are but what it seems,
Where my heart is seeded with hatred.
To love a she that refuses to be,
Is the state to end with the hopeless,
But why I did not see that the hopeless was me,
Is a question that to answer is the hardest.
To oblivion, that is, I fear my state.
To the point I am forever in shadows,
For I am the one you know I know you hate,
Just a victim of love's cursed arrows.
To recall my past is to see your smile,
To hold on is harder that to let go,
All love did to me was to defile,
For my heart is weak, no love can show.
In my Heart the pain I keep,
Yet the love is in my hand,
In your presence I will not weep,
In a mockery of pride I stand.
I will not rest on this nameless grave,
And I am not to be merely a cumber.
Time tells I'll rise from this shadowed cave,
To prove I am man not hinder.
THE ASSUMPTAN
Rise from the dust, Assumptan.
From the dust you have risen, we begin.
Bring on the Challenges, We bring the feats.
We are Assumptans, none to fear.
Our tears are the fears of the Champions.
In this Kindom what is ours is the throne.
Cry not of sorrow, cry with Joy,
We shall suceed without foil.
Dayalogo ng isang mamamatay na Ama at kanyang Anak
Itay...
Huwag ka na magsalita, huwag mo na itanggi, alam kong ito na ang katapusan ko. Nadarama ng mga buto ko ang hindi kayng bitawan ng iyong mga labi. Nais na ng Kaluluwa kong lumayo ngunit kailangan kong tapusin ang lahat bago paman ito tapusin para sa akin. Sa'yo ko ito ihahabilin anak...
Itay ano bang ibig mo sabihin? Matatag ka, matatag tayo! Huwag ka bibitiw Tay!
Tumigil ka nga! Naiintindihan ko na ang lahat, madami na akong sinayang na lakas sa pagkapit sa buhay na ito, pero mas marami ang kailangan para tanggapin ang kamatayan. Hindi na ako natatakot, natatakot ka ba? Kung natatakot ka ay huwag ka matakot.
Paano ako? Paano kami?
Di ka mapapano, ako ang mapapano, ako kaya ang nakaratay sa ospital hindi ikaw. Matatag ka pa sa akin, asa iyo ang marka ng lahi ko. Tignan mo yang mga kamay na magaspang sa paghawak ng martilyo, at mga matang hindi na marunong umiyak dahil sa pagtitig sa araw. Ang sa iyo ay ang Dangal, ang Karunungan, Ang Lakas ng dugo ko. Ang sa akin ay ang sakit at hirap na lang, wala na akong oras mag habilin, wala na namang akong kailangan sabihin pa, nalulungkot lang ako na hindi na kita makikitang magkapamilya din, pero masaya ako na nakikitang posible pa mangyari yun.
Hindi 'tay, makikita n'yo ako. Mula sa lngit 'tay. Maipagmamalaki mo ako sa Diyos at kay San Pedro.
Anak, tama na ang pagkapit mo sa kamay ko, oras na para bumitaw.
Thanathos
(basahin nyo yung Capital letters sa gilid nung tula para makita nyo yung hidden agenda ng tulang ito. Alam kong hindi original, nga pala Sister Lina ang pangalan ng Principal namin nung Hayskul kung gets nyo. On the other hand ito ay isang character build ng Grim Reaper na hindi naman bad guy kundi taong taga-hakot lang talaga ng souls)
Princes of the dark choose not to be
Under the curse of this black sea
The ocean above with bright whites
And souls that blindly travel the nights
Never again will I look in the sky
Grim ang defeated, no reaper will not lie.
In the edge of his blade cold blood glimmers
Now it is no mystery why red is this river
And his choices, you would beg, would not differ
Monster is this whose death is his gift
Or victim merely of destinous drift
Sin is it to take the souls of the dead
If to do it is to do what is to do and say what is to be said
Soon hell will not be fit for them sinners
Then Asgard would not be at lost for the fathers
Even Odin can do nothing when to him Thanathos says:
Reap them souls of gods for here comes the end of days
Lost we are in thoughts of nonsense
Inside our hearts we overlook a soft tense
Never deny did you that this reaper is a monster
And yet who would've thought it could be another?
Personnel's Day Closing Remarks Speech (3rd year)
(ganito ako gumawa ng speech, pati slip of the tounge at side comment scripted, pero may mga impromptu adlib din ako. Ginawa ko ito kasi nung nanalo ako sa SC elections ay inobliga ako nung current SC president na mag Closing sa PD. Nga pala hindi ako blasphemous dito, mabait ako kay God dito, prendster pa kami nyan)
It has been a great day, a day where we express our gratitude to the people who make our lives, our student lives, convenient and, well, eventful. A day where students, that's you guys, do their best to return the favor we recieve. The favor we recieve as a bonus, much more than what we paid for. We can say we got our money's worth.
But this event would not have been anything at all. Nothing if not for the hardwork of the current SCB, the outstanding and tireless efforts they gave, the teachers who rode with our little game, The personnel who gave effort to stop from their usual routines to give time for this silly presentation, and to the students who are simply too happy to oblige. to God of course, who gave the students capabilities to give tribute to the personnel, gave the Assumptan Community a unity much more than a community of friends, here we are a family.
Kuya, ate, manang, manong, Sir, Ma'am, today is your day, you deserve it! You too deserve the title OSA like our sisters here. No, not Order of St, Augustine, rather, Over Staying Assumptans. Thank you for welcoming us to the family.
So with every speck of dust that our custodians sweep, remember, that these are specks of passion. Everytime we purchase anything from the canteen, every item contains passion. every assignment you oh so hate, every learning you get from our teachers contain passion. Today we paid tribute to not only their work but that infinite passion.
We end this day not with gifts we give nor the words I say, we cannot give nor say anything near enough, my friends let us pray our thanks, let God do the thanking for us. Also, I know you are all so awed by my great public speaking skills, but please hold the applause. Let the applause be for the Clorious Men and Women before me. Thank you and good day.
