Best Filipino Poems
I have a Filipino dream!
Stop the war and wild loud of scream
I have a dream not for myself.
Not a selfish man who thinks of himself.
I have a Filipino dream!
Cease the pain of a poor at the stream.
Three stars are united as one.
My dreams and love are bounded as one.
I have a Filipino dream!
Be the best in our craft and one of the prim.
Eight rays of sun symbolize hope.
Filipinos will rise and reach the peak of slope.
I have a Filipino dream!
Rapidly admired coz we’re now the cream.
I have a dream for my one country land.
An endless peace and success for my one true land.
Oh If Double You
What can you do?
Your salary is coming
Time to pay the due
You're away from home
In a country not your own
Sacrifices are done
Just to take money home
Your hard earned money
Is a sweet jar of honey
Made kins so happy
Leaving you almost empty
Then they call you a hero
But the help is almost zero
Better go back to your barrio
And plant corn and potato.
Sinubukan kitang tikisin,
Sadyang inaral ko kung paano ka saktan.
Pero ikaw ay siyang indulhensiya at indulhente
At ako ay sabik, sakim, at yamot sa katinuan.
Kaya't sa huli, ganoon paman din ang kalabasan;
Inuusig mo ako, at ako, ginugusto ko naman.
Pananaigin at papahintulutang lasunin mo
Ang dugo, utak, pananaw, at puso ko.
Sacrificing loneliness in other country
For family’s welfare
Considered as heroes by Filipinos
(Experimenting a "Haiku")
I don’t need to recognize you
I am conquered not
I surrendered never to you
I fought till death
I cling to live for death
I enjoy dying to live
I have nothing to owe you
I am right now to abandon you
I have my rights to do it
I am not your enemy
I am your neighbour
I am not your people
I can live alone in my home
I can never forget you
I know we are identical but not the same
So leave my home peacefully
Go...!
I am not a Filipino who fought
Spanish, American and Japanese
to death!
I am Tausug!
I repeat...
Yo no soy un filipino que luchó con
el español de América, y el japonés
hasta la muerte!
Estoy Tausug!
A message from me
The TAUSUG!
WM-KL 3:13PM
What reminds me always of my own identity
being born in the Philippines, a poor nation;
faith and history that nurture my thinking,
their colossal meaning shows how I am doing.
Perhaps an upbringing in my own family culture
can add a vital implication in my behavior
yes, it’s pretty evident as I keep going
with my own certainty in language articulation.
Our constant struggles, miseries and beliefs
provide a perspective that comes with faith;
it’s a way to get plunged into the mainstream
that life in the Philippines has shaped my whole being.
Major hurdles as reflected in various situations,
the core truth of being subject to wrestle with life,
along with the fullness of time and the so-called ‘leb’
a challenge, indeed; the incarnation of my interior sense.
It is an awareness that poverty in most parts of the country
makes me realize that something has to be done so far,
it’s a person’s longing to achieve that goal of going elsewhere
like in the States, UK, Australia, Hong Kong or Malaysia.
That quest for greener pastures and other human aspirations
employment takes the centerpiece as a redeeming treasure;
like a “chiaroscuro” in the haven of human acquisition
where hope begets hope and where faith begets faith.
Well, seeing the reality of my own people’s struggles
I cannot help but be responsive to what they long for;;
a call from within drawn across the cry of the poor,
my own people, my sibling souls in the right direction.
I’ve developed that attitude of love and compassion
especially to those who’re eclipsed by epic proportion
in their search for peace, justice and Christian thought
with their roots plunged into the depth where we are.
teeming with pride,
humble and its peen.
sometimes only wearing underwear.
culture so rare.
dancing on there own line of drumbeats,
minding there own a folk music.
so keen on their own particular heritage of kin,
made u of their own ideas and dreams.
Held the hand of an elder
Whom ye passed by, and
Bring it towards thy forehead;
An apropos of respect!
Never questioned the face,
Never answered the light
Esteem them as thy highnesses;
A gracious child.
Sa kanilang mga anino,
Kami’y kanilang itinago
Lagi kami ang sinusuyo
Na manatili lang sarado
Na dating walang pumapanig
Noong kami ay nalulupig
Ngunit ngayon, kami’y titindig
At sana’y kami ay marinig
At bakit naman kami matitinag?
Dahil ba kami ay babae lamang?
At bakit kami pa ang maduduwag,
Sa lupaing kami rin ang nag-silang?
Kailan pa nagging sukatan
Ang aming mga kasarian?
At ang taglay na kakayahan
Na ipagtanggol ang lipunan
Mag-dadamit, mag-hahayag ng malaya
May lakas ng loob at di nahihiya
Dahil di na nila kami madadaya
Sa pag-laban namin ng aming hustisya
Tatayo kami at titingala
Sa pag-tibay ng paniniwala
Ika’y babaeng dinadakila,
Na di na muling maalila.
PM, 2022
Happy birthday, dear President,
The firm Filipino leader
Lets his order be consistent
Despite the world's stormy weather.
Topic: Birthday of Pres. Rodrigo R. Duterte (March 28)
When world shutdown grace
Pinoys open up their homes
Jews, Russians, all race.
Laid-back, relaxed
As time goes by
Late than never.