tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15163296806393540952024-09-02T17:02:33.820+08:00I believe that moments in our lives worth remembering could be woven into a piece of poetry. In a sense, this is my literary diary - my journey, my Life!yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-53857544172609487312010-04-08T11:14:00.001+08:002010-04-08T11:15:17.662+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">Tearful Good Bye</span></strong></div><br /> We have shared many happy moments<br /> We didn't mind their bad comments<br /> As long as we have each other<br /> We will continue loving one another<br /> <br /> But these things no longer exist<br /> Because her beauty you can't resist<br /> You said goodbye with some alibi<br /> But I know what you said is a lie<br /> <br /> I let you go with tears in my eyes<br /> I ovecame the pain that petrifies<br /> I know you'll never come back to me<br /> It's okay as long as you're happy.<br /> <br /> <br /> <em>* written on January 24, 1996 -- Giny Maye 14</em><br /> <em>** some parts have been edited</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-73022520594737649892010-04-08T11:09:00.000+08:002010-04-08T11:09:53.504+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">Young Achievers' Club</span></strong></div><br /> May God bless you always<br /> And keep you under His grace<br /> No one could touch nor hurt you<br /> Not because you're powerful... but because...<br /> You are loved by God.<br /> <br /> <br /> * <em>written on January 15, 1996 -- :-)</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-40027961300873678352010-04-07T01:36:00.001+08:002010-04-07T01:37:01.887+08:00True friends are always there<br /> Even though you don't seem to care<br /> True friends never give up on you<br /> 'Coz they love you and care for you<br /> <br /> True friends help you when you're in need<br /> They don't become parasites indeed<br /> They give you time because you're important<br /> Though sometimes you get bossy and dominant<br /> <br /> True friends treat you with fairness<br /> They're true and not hypocrites<br /> They're there because they're your friends<br /> Not because you're rich and they need you.<br /> <br /> <br /> <em>* written January 15, 1996 -- :-)</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-16326273882593564812010-04-07T01:31:00.000+08:002010-04-07T01:31:41.540+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">PeaNUTS</span></strong></div><br /> Chess is the game you're good at<br /> And the subject you like best is math<br /> What else could I say about you?<br /> Nothing more... but... I love you.<br /> <br /> <br /> * <em>written Januaru 15, 1996 -- Yeng '95</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-42223008043781707672010-04-07T01:29:00.000+08:002010-04-07T01:29:28.225+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">Hurting Inside</span></strong></div><br /> You know how much pain there is<br /> You know how hurt I will be<br /> You know I won't be able to stand this<br /> But you continued hurting me<br /> <br /> It pains me to see you with her<br /> It's the kind of pain which I can't bear<br /> But I cannot do anything<br /> 'Coz to you I am nothing<br /> <br /> I am hurting inside<br /> All these tears I can't hide<br /> The pain is too deep inside<br /> The pain just won't subside<br /> <br /> Loving you means pain within me<br /> But I can't hate you, can't you see?<br /> So what I'll do is to love you more<br /> Though it'll just hurt me even more<br /> <br /> I am hurting inside me<br /> There is so much pain within me<br /> My heart is bleeding, can't you tell?<br /> Of course you can't... you're too far to feel it.<br /> <br /> <br /> <em>* written on December 25, 1995 -- Yeng '95</em><br /> <em>** some parts have been edited</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-72246648512898121342010-04-06T10:41:00.001+08:002010-04-07T01:32:20.372+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">Sana</span></strong></div><br /> Sana mapansin mo naman ako<br /> Tagal ko nang naghihintay dito<br /> Sana kahit konting ngiti<br /> Makita ko sa 'yong labi<br /> <br /> Sana sumaya ka naman kahi konti<br /> Yung sayang totoo at 'di peke<br /> Kasi mula nang matapos na<br /> Hindi na kita makitang masaya<br /> <br /> Sana mailabas mo ang yong problema<br /> Para dibdib mo'y lumuwag-luwag na<br /> Kasi 'pag naipon yan d'yan<br /> Baka biglang sumabog ka na lang<br /> <br /> Sana hindi mo dinidibdib<br /> Sana hindi mo na lang iniisip<br /> Sana maging katotohanan ito<br /> Hndi para sa akin, kundi para sa 'yo.<br /> <br /> <br /> *<em> written on December 15, 1995 -- Yeng '95</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-31778378852304858742010-04-06T10:36:00.000+08:002010-04-06T10:36:06.398+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">(Untitled)</span></strong></div><br /> The more I try to go away from you<br /> The more my heart shouts "I love you"<br /> You know I have tried hard enough<br /> But still my heart hadn't given up.<br /> <br /> <br /> <em>* written on December 13, 1995 -- Yeng '95</em>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-80600136962760784802010-04-06T10:31:00.000+08:002010-04-06T10:31:35.949+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: red;">I Don't Know How You Feel</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="left"><span style="color: black;">I don't know how you feel, don't make me guess</span></div><div align="left">I know you've got problems you can't face</div><div align="left">But please don't kill me with your silence</div><div align="left">The deafening silence engulfing us</div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left">I don't know how you feel coz you're hiding it</div><div align="left">I want to comfort you but I'm fighting it</div><div align="left">I know that you woldn't like it</div><div align="left">But I, myself, couldn't help it</div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left">I don't know how you feel, you don't want to show it</div><div align="left">I know you don't want me to pity you</div><div align="left">So I've written this poem just for you</div><div align="left">To persuade you to let your sadness out</div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left">I don't know how you feel, don't keep me guessing</div><div align="left">I don't know how you feel, please stop hiding</div><div align="left">I don't know how you feel, please start showing</div><div align="left">For if you show your feelings, your heart will stop breaking.</div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left">*<em>written on December 13, 1995 -- Yeng'95</em></div><div align="left"><em>** some parts have been edited -- yctOwens 2010</em></div><div align="left"><br /> </div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-89507280845205057232007-04-09T21:12:00.000+08:002007-04-09T21:18:09.699+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Gaano Mo Siya Kamahal</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Gaano mo siya kamahal talaga<br />Ganon ba siya kahalaga?<br />Akala ko siya'y limot mo na<br />Ngunit ako'y nagkamali pala<br /><br />Gaano mo talaga siya kamahal?<br />Ganon ba kalaki ang yong pagmamahal<br />Kahit na ika'y kanyang nasaktan<br />Siya pa ri'y di mo malimutan<br /><br />Siguro nga'y ganon kalawak<br />At talagang napakabusilak<br />kaya handa kang magdusa<br />Makita lamang siyang maligaya<br /><br />Ganon siguro kalalim talaga<br />Ang nararamdaman mo sa kanya<br />Kaya pagmamahal ng iba<br />Di mo na mapapansin pa<br /><br />Ang puso mo'y para sa kanya<br />Kahit siya'y may mahal nang iba<br />Ang puso mo'y sarado na<br />At di ko na kayang buksan pa<br /><br />Siguro nga'y ganon mo siya kamahal<br />Dahil siya ang unang minahal<br />Ganon mo nga ba siya kamahal?<br />Hindi ko alam... pagkat di ko masukat.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 26, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-90821580980397511492007-04-09T21:09:00.000+08:002007-04-09T21:12:35.885+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I Love You</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">You know that I'm in love with you<br />Of course... I know you do<br />But I'm very thankful to you<br />You're not as conceited as other boys do<br /><br />You kept on being friendly<br />As other boys will never be<br />You never intend to hurt me<br />And, for that, I'm really happy<br /><br />You see? You made me happy<br />You made my heart feel free<br />Please continue to be friendly<br />To be kind and thoughtful of me.<br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 26, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-92227264076658574662007-04-09T21:04:00.000+08:002007-04-09T21:08:53.228+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Wasak na Puso</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Alam kong labis kang nasaktan<br />Nang ika'y bigla niyang iwan<br />Alam ko ang yong nararamdaman<br />Pagkat iya'y aking napagdaanan<br /><br />Hindi mabilis na siya'y limutin<br />Pagkat alam kong ika'y mahal niya rin<br />Ngunit nagbago ang ihip ng hangin<br />Siya'y kasama na ng kaibigan pa man din<br /><br />Ngunit kung siya'y lilimutin<br />Sana'y ituring na kaibigan pa rin<br />At kapag atas ng pusong siya'y babalik din<br />Sana'y pagbabalik niya'y iyong tanggapin<br /><br />Ngunit puso mo'y iyong ingatan<br />Upang di na muling masaktan<br />At kung mangyayari man<br />Nandito pa rin ako... isang kaibigan.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 25, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-83143578775544725002007-04-09T20:59:00.000+08:002007-04-09T21:04:11.735+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Isang Bulaklak</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Bulaklak ang naging simula<br />Katapusa'y ito rin kaya?<br />Matamis na pagmamahalan,<br />Di ba't bulaklak ang pinagmulan<br /><br />Bulaklak na bigay niya<br />Pinag-ingatan mong talaga<br />Para sa iyo'y ito'y tanda<br />Na ika'y di na luluha<br /><br />Ngunit ano ang nangyari?<br />Bakit ikaw ngayo'y namumuhi<br />Sa taong iyong pinakamamahal?<br />Dahil ba siya'y may iba nang mahal?<br /><br />Nakita mo nang bigyan niya<br />Ng bulaklak na maganda...<br />Tulad mo, babaeng iyo'y lumigaya<br />Ngunit tulad mo, luluha din siya<br /><br />Bulaklak na tanda ng ligaya<br />Dala nito'y di laging saya<br />Maari ding ito'y tanda<br />Nang simula ng yong pagluha.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 25, 2995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-79389510057591813702007-04-09T20:53:00.000+08:002007-04-09T20:58:35.622+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Magkaibigan</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Ang kailangan lang natin ay ang isa't isa<br />Upang magkaroon ng lakas at pag-asa<br />Pag-asang magkakaroon ng magandang bukas<br />At bawat problema ay ating malulutas<br /><br />Hindi ko titignan pisikal mong kaanyuan<br />Sapagkat hindi mahalaga iyong kagandahan<br />Hindi ko rin kailangan ang taglay mong yaman<br />Basta't mahalaga ating pagkakaibigan<br /><br />Ako'y di nangangailangan ng anuman papuri<br />Ang gusto ko lamang ay ang yong ngiti<br />Upang maibsan anumang suliranin,<br />Na makakaharap sa landas kong tatahakin<br /><br />Tayo'y magkaibigan, alam kong alam mo yan<br />Handa kitang damayan sa saya at kalungkutan<br />Sapagkat ang yong kasiyahan<br />Ang tangi kong inaasahan.<br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 22, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-16224528419863722702007-04-09T20:50:00.000+08:002007-04-09T20:53:13.804+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Sais</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Just or friendship keeps us bonded<br />Or was it God who really guided,<br />So we may meet in this path of life?<br />Everything, I know, is from God<br />Prophecy had told of a future for us<br />Hope it'll come true for the two of us.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 21, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-73105204924627428142007-04-09T20:47:00.000+08:002007-04-09T20:50:16.129+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Are We Friends?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I have said "I love you"<br />But could you love me too?<br />I know that you couldn't<br />I know that you wouldn't<br /><br />I said "It's okay"...<br />At least we're friends<br />Friends? Are we really friends?<br />Now, I'm beginning to doubt<br /><br />Until now, I still love you<br />But this time I lost you<br />I know it's my fault...<br />Please give me a chance to change.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 22, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-33844309888451413182007-04-09T20:43:00.000+08:002007-04-09T20:47:16.354+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">At Least We're Friends</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Many times, I've tried to tell you<br />A thing so personal but true<br />Not necessarily that you'll love me...<br />Just listen to what I'll say...<br />And please keep this to your heart...<br />Remember the sweet moments we had?<br />Ending those moments just like that?<br />So... you don't love me... it's okay, at least we're friends...<br /><br />[of course it hurts coz I thought you have feelings for me].<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 4, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-60929758164814624432007-04-05T10:51:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:53:57.794+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Love!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Many things have passed my way<br />And yet it's still you I pray<br />Robbing my heart just like that...<br />Killing me slowly... with Love!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 3, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-60508780112157348762007-04-05T10:47:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:50:29.483+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">What is Love?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><ul><li>Is Yeng's diskarte for ________________</li><li>Is Annaleen's feelings for ______________</li><li>Is what Mark wants from Dina</li><li>Is the feeling between Anggus and Diane</li></ul> And most of all...<br /><ul><li>It is the reason why God created the world, Right?</li></ul> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 3, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-63293630075413560572007-04-05T10:39:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:47:05.439+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Kaibigan?!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Nang unang magkita... At di pa magkakilala<br />'Kala ko'y yabang mo, Ngunit di naman pala<br />Ang bait mo pala, Turing ko sa iyo'y kuya<br />Ngunit bakit nagkaganito, damdamin ko'y nagbago<br /><br />Minamanhal na kaya kita? Yan ang tanong ko<br />Sana nga'y hindi, Pero yan yata ang totoo<br />Sa ngayon, tayo lagi ang tampulan ng tukso<br />Kunwari'y ayaw ko, Ngunit ito'y gustung-gusto<br /><br />Pa'no ko nga bang masasabing "Ika'y mahal ko"<br />Gayong lagi mong sinasabing siya ang mahal mo<br />At alam ko namang kaibigan lang ang turing mo<br />"Sayang... sayang!" Iyan na lang ang sambit ko.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on July 26, 1995 -- Yeng '95</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-10479046043532617232007-04-05T10:28:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:38:21.917+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Kanta: Noon, Ngayon at Bukas</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Sabi mo noon...<br /> ... "I Love You, Boy"...<br /> ... pero di ka naman niya pinapansin...<br /> ... "All For Love" pa rin ang drama mo.<br />'Wa ka pa rin pansin...<br /> ... "Ano Ba Yan?!"<br />Say ko naman...<br /> ... "Humanap Ka Ng Pangit"...<br />Sabi mo, loves ka niya...<br /> ... pero... "Maalaala Mo Kaya?"<br />Nang tanungin mong... "Kailan"?<br />Pero don't worry... "I Swear"...<br />"I'll Be There"... "Always"<br />Naging "BLT" ang drama niyo...<br />Sinong talo?...<br />Sagot mo... "Ako Ang Nagwagi"...<br />"Good-bye"... ang... "If Love Is Blind".<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on October 24, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /></div><br /></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-80924591870646309742007-04-05T10:23:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:27:12.878+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Everyday</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Everyday, I always wait for you<br />Everyday, I'm always thinkin' of you<br />My heart bursts with happiness<br />Whenever I see your happy face<br />You're the cutest guy for me<br />You're the cutest, it seems to me<br /><br />I've had a crush on you<br />That, you already knew<br />I had a chance of meeting you once<br />But you paid no attention at once<br />I know you're just a nerd,<br />And my feelings you hadn't heard.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on September 20, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-88836324772007544282007-04-05T10:18:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:22:29.894+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Andrew, the Dreams</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Anonymous I am to you<br />Nobody ever knew<br />Desperately I want to show<br />Reverently I want you to know<br />Everything for me is you<br />What a dream, I love you!<br /><br />My feelings I cannot ignore<br />And my heart beats faster than a boar<br />Nothing and no one can destroy<br />A love so true to you<br />Life for me is you<br />Oh, my gracious Andrew.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written September 1, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /></div><br /></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-84756880828631302412007-04-05T10:01:00.000+08:002007-04-05T10:17:43.096+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Sigaw ng Isang Bata<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span>Ayoko na, ayoko na dito<br />Ayoko na sa lugar na ito<br />Ilabas niyo na ako<br />Gusto kong makita ang mundo<br />Ang mundong ginagalawan niyo<br />Kay ganda siguro nito<br /><br />Marami akong pangarap<br />Nhunit ang paglaganap ny pagpatay<br />Sa aming mga batang walang sala<br />Ay nakapanghihinayang,<br />Talagang nakapanghihina<br />At nakakawalang pag-asa<br /><br />Kahit nasa sinapupunan pa lang ako,<br />May buhay na rin ako<br />May laman, buto at dugo<br />May tumitibok na puso<br />May kaluluwa ako<br />May buhay!<br /><br />Sino ba ang may kasalanan?<br />Sino ba ang may kagagawan?<br />Kami bang mga munting buhay?<br />Di ko naman ginustong mabuo<br />Kayo, kayong mga magulang ko<br />Kayo ang may gusto nito<br /><br />Matapos kayong magpakaligaya<br />Matapos kayong magpakasaya<br />Ano ang ginagawa niyo?<br />Ang patayin kami -<br />Kaming mga dugo't laman niyo.<br /><br />Ano ba naman kayo?<br />Tao kayo, tao kayo<br />Masuwerte nga kayo<br />Binuhay nila kayo<br />Mga walang utang na loob<br /><br />Binuhay kayo para bumuhay<br />Hindi para pumatay<br />Mga doktor ngang naturingan<br />Pera naman ang tinitignan<br />Okey lang na mang-abort<br />Basta may pera ang magpapa-abort<br /><br />Mga doktor na ang layunin<br />Ay ang mga tao'y buhayin<br />Ano ang ginagawa nila?!<br />An g pumatay ng mga bata<br />Ang pumigil sa buhay ng mga bata<br /><br />Bata pa nga ako<br />Walang alam sa mundo<br />Kundi ang maglaro<br />Pero sa puntong ito<br />Makikihalo ako<br />Makikisama sa pagsugpo<br />Pagsugpo ng abortion<br />Pigilin ang abortion<br />Tigilan ang contraception.<br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 14, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-45168126639127487442007-04-05T09:42:00.000+08:002007-04-05T09:59:47.764+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">The Family and a Vision of Love</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I am a human being<br />I am an offspring -<br />An offspring of love<br />Of my parent's love<br />They showed me the way<br />They taught me to pray<br /><br />My mother gave birth to three<br />The first one is me,<br />The other is Harley<br />And the third one is Audrey<br />We love each other<br />We care for one another<br /><br />We may not be a perfect family<br />My parent's marriage may not be heavenly<br />But we are happy -<br />A very happy family<br />A family of love and care<br />A family that loves and cares.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on August 14, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*inspired by "Shout for Life: Family Year"</span><br /><br /><br /></div></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1516329680639354095.post-14736789508605789912007-04-05T09:38:00.000+08:002007-04-05T09:42:12.791+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Gennievie and Me</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Remember when we're in grade five,<br />We've almost barely survived<br />Remember when we're in grade six,<br />We have such hearts to fix<br /><br />You're always there to help me<br />You're almost like a fairy<br />I dedicate this poem for you<br />For our friendship is so true<br /><br />Our friendship is like a bar of gold<br />Which nobody dares to hold<br />For it is protected by a genie<br />And a fairy named Gennievie.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*written on July 31, 1994 -- gillean diana mae c. tuico</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></div>yct owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220154209293717913noreply@blogger.com0