THE PILLAR PUBLICATION GOES WORLDWIDE!!

Le Pilier : Volume III. Issue No. 1

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Gear Up for the Forthcoming Le Pilier: The Official Magazine of University of Rizal System Binangonan

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THE PILLAR RELEASES 13TH ISSUE OF TABLOID

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Can I Say Sorry? by dain

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 08:46:00 +0000

To all those tears you’ve shed

I know I’m the reason behind

I do things worst

I wrecked what supposed to be fixed.

There are no single times

That I don’t take you for granted

I take advantage of what you can do

And make it beneficial for my own self.

Your efforts are unnoticed

Your words seems to be muted

I just care for myself

And my self alone is what I get.

I fall, you’ve picked me

You stumble, I just don’t care

I cry and you wipe them dry

Your tears fall, and I just let them flow.

I thought you’re just somebody

Someone whom I can use

I didn’t realize you mean that much

Your significance slowly sharpens in my mind.

You decided to go, and I just let you

Now my pillows are wet with tears

I thought I can handle it on my own

But honestly, I’m wrong.

I didn’t say that I can’t live without you

For my existence proves it through

But as I glimpse the past, I realized

Life would be better if you’re around.

So now, can I say sorry?

Can I apologize to what I’ve wasted?

Can I woo you back right here in my arms?

And let my voice take effect to the bottom of you’re heart.

I know I can do nothing

Or if I can, it’ll be worthless

I just wish what I left miserable is okay now

And may those tears I created be replaced with smiles

T@ZIE 1*2 by _joahna de borja_

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 08:41:00 +0000

Sick and continuously fighting

Trying to hide the pain which keeps on hurting

Forcing you to smile in front of us

And give strength to your dying heart.

You’ve tried to hide your true illness

And the fact that you might die in this moment of time

The truth that there a 2 centimeters hole in your heart

That can be treated either by operation or medication at all.

Let’s start from the past...

When I met you… I despise you!

I don’t like the way you look or stare

Even your movements or manner of speaking

And all I know is that we can never be friends.

But you showed me your unique affection

Your endless patience just to have me

And you’ve done it… alas! You won my heart

And I’ve learned how to love a person at last!

As I’ve loved you more and more

Gave my whole heart and trust

But banged me with a shocking revelation!!!

And leave me all alone in a sorrowful situation…

You promised that it will last for along time

Staying in each others arms every single time

Waking in the morning hugging and kissing

As the years passed by we’ll always still be together.

I’ve cried as my tears run out

I trembled in fear that I might lose you

From the moment I knew the story behind you

That you might leave me, and wear wings and halo.

I wanted to be strong just for you

And keep holding to the promise you gave me too.

Hoping and praying that you might live even longer

As I wait for miracles to answer my prayers.

I just can’t take my eyes off of you

To your innocent that mesmerizes my being

I know miracles are impossible… but my last and only hope

To save the person that I do really love and I call my TAZIE.

Turn “A” to “O” by dainell castillo

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 08:49:00 +0000

I’m just a big nothing
Just a student craving for her teaching
Sitting while she speaks, barely listening
Trying to absorb every word being spoken.

I am not certain if I’m good
‘Cause I can’t even count the errors I make
But she doesn’t bother
She still talks, explains, and let’s me understand.

I’m not her son
But she still cares for me
She even ask how I am doing
And when she knows I need help, she’s always at will.

She’s not my mom
But she acts like one, and I don’t know why
She does some expense from her own pocket
And satisfies my hunger when I look frail.

I’m a huge nothing and I’m not good
I’m not her son and she’s not my mom either
But with what she did and what I understood
I always call MA’AM, but I wanted her to be my MOM.

For all the Teachers who showed their love and care
I know this is not enough but it’s the simplest way I can do
To say thank you and I love you
I’ll be missing you… my ma’am, my mom…

WIND WHISPER by karen

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 08:35:00 +0000

Breathing a cool and chilling wind
Makes my heart and soul at ease
Whispering a gentle breeze
Throwing all my insecurities.

Wind blows anywhere
No direction, No fix shape
But the truth is that it’s an ear
Willing to listen anything.

Wind is telling us a story
That only our heart can hear
Portraying with us the beauty
That only our soul can recognize.

Wind can be our bestfriend
Our shelter and our guide
Wind that we can trust
To keep our secrets in a mask.

The pillar on CORY'S BURIAL

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 10:58:00 +0000

“KUYA, KULANG ANG SUKLI MO!.” by jayson

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 10:24:00 +0000

Kung tatanungin ko kayo ngayon kung magkano na ang bayad sa pamasahe ng isang regular na pasahero, ng isang estudyante, ng isang may kapansanan, at ng isang nakatatanda, sigurado akong magkakaiba-iba ang mga isasagot ninyo. Sino ba namang hindi malilito sa pag-akyat at pagbaba ng presyo ng langis sa pandaigdigang merkado?

Aminin man natin o hindi, lubos nang naaapektuhan ng krisis pang-ekonomiya ang ating minamahal na bansa. Marami nang sugat ang idinadaing ng lipunan natin sa ngayon, at isa na rito ay ang problema sa pamasahe sa mga pampublikong sasakyan na tila “rocketship” sa bilis kung tumaas at para namang “parachute” sa bagal kung bumaba. Ito ay dahil sa papalit-palit na halaga ng bari-bariles ng langis na inaangkat pa sa ibat-ibang bansa sa mundo. Suliranin na matagal nang ipinagsisigawan ng mga nagwewelga sa mga lansangan, ngunit matagal-tagal din na panahon ang hinintay bago nabigyang-pansin ng pamahalaan. Magpasalamat na lang tayo at matapos ang mga jeepney strike at mga serye ng pagpoprotesta ay naibaba rin sa siete pesos ang kasalukuyang pamasahe.

Ipinapakita lang nito na kahit sa makabagong pamumuhay ng tao ay lubos pa rin nitong pinahahalagahan ang bawat sentimo na inilalabas nila mula sa kanilang bulsa. At tayo, bilang mga estudyante, ay dapat na matuto kung paano gagamitin ng tama ang perang ibinigay sa atin ng ating mga magulang. Dapat tayong maging mapagmasid at matalino sa pagtitimbang kung husto o tama ba ang ibinabayad natin sa anumang produkto o serbisyo na bibilhin natin. At kung sa tingin nati’y taliwas ito sa ating iniisip, may kalayaan tayong magtanong at magsalita sa kung anuman ang nakikita nating mali dito. Kaya’t sa susunod na sasakay ka ng jeep, bibili ka sa tindahan, o kahit magbabayad sa pinagkakautangan at naririnig mo ang tawag ng iyong karapatang magtanong at magsalita, manindigan ka at iyong isigaw, “kuya, kulang ang sukli mo!”

Kapaligiran by -rebelde_01-

noreply@blogger.com (thepillarpub) — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 07:48:00 +0000

Ano ba ang nasa likod ng bawat bundok?

Ano ang nakatago sa bawat ulap?

Ano nga an gating mararating?

Kung ating susundan ang agos ng ilog.

Kung ating titingnan ang kalangitan,

Kulay asul at putting ulap,

Kay-amo at napakapayapa,

Hindi aakalaing may problema.

Kung ating tatanawin ang kabundukan,

Mula sa tuktok ng pamantasan,

Kulay berde’t kaakit-akit pagmasdan,

Hindi aakalaing my dinaramdam.

Kung ating mapapansin ang karagatan,

Kulay asul sa umaga at kahel sa hapunan,

Hangga’t di susuriin,

Hindi aakalaing mayroong suliranin.

Halos lahat na ng ating likas na yaman,

Ay sira na at din a mapapakinabangan.

Ultimong sa turismo na dati’y napagkakakitaan,

Ngayo’y pati ating kalusugan ay naaapektuhan.

Tulad ng global warming na di maganda ang epekto,

Tao ang pangunahing dahilan nito.

Kaya’t sana’y maging responsable tayo,

Upang masagip ang kapaligirang naghihingalo.