The Caspian coast.
The country is far away,
We are left behind, sent on vacation by God.
The sea greeted us with open arms,
Let’s swim, take a long stroke.
Come on, let's go with the current!
The breeze gently caressed our faces.
The sun smiles,
It’s one of those days that passed happily.
Let me swim without worries.
To the Caspian now,
Will I come back? Who knows.
The waves chase each other, sparkling,
The sun's rays glitter on its surface.
“The sea is blue. The sky is paler,”
I will write many poems about this day!
Whoever comes to the ancient Caspian, none will leave,
After coming, a swim is a must, they say.
But to capture its beauty in words,
No matter how strong the language, it’s impossible!
For that, you need a great poet like Abay,
You need a creative passion like the waves.
Mine is just a simple song.
Let the people say:
“Even Aibek went to the sea once!”
As kids we learn to love and pray
But some can have it all stripped away
War scares left on the bare skin
Showing the world of our sin
But some can be helped to conserve
The ways we desperately try to preserve
To re-learn the ways to love and pray
And to have all our troubles come abay
To break open that blurry outer case
To live happily in this dark place
As adults we learn to hate and lie
But some can have it all come back by
to lose a muse is none but sorrow,
no fuse can chase away the fear-
words shall appear and be near tomorrow
my inspiration is my revelation,
creativity with epiphanies of light-
found insight in a flight of meditation
divinity in security and laughter in purity,
freedom to choose what i wish to say-
the yellows and blues abay obscurity
incitement and excitement in each metaphor,
syllables that cope with hope and brilliance-
resilience towards hindrance i adore
my muse stimulated, sometimes complicated-
no quill can erase what i long to express-
for God does bless what talents he has created
i shall sing lyrics to my soul for all time,
as the ring mimics my life of loss and love-
for the lithe of blithe shall be sought in my rhyme
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2.18.20
I chose - 'AFFLATUS'
Sponsor - Edward Ibeh
K-aramay sa lahat ng oras,
A-liw sa panahon ng lungkot;
I-sang mapagkakatiwalaan,
B-anayad sa salita at kilos.
I-law sa dakong madilim,
G-abay sa naligaw ng landas;
A-alalay kapag ikaw ay nabuwal,
N-amamalaging tapat hanggang wakas.
~so ilano akn kiran ~
Alamat ko sabaad ,
a dimasusorot a pd ,
na dima paparo a pd ,
na mainot so ndadata ,
na Lbi a katawangko...
Pnto angka i sabap,
a izaw olano akn?
na dadna rata adar,
o abay abayn ka,
ka iropa ago toosan...
Sakn na sakn man ,
a matagkalilid a taw,
na dita labotn tant ,
o pd a taw dika tmbo ...
Ingarangko man ai ,
a matag kasinaloda,
a makambi bida-bida,
a mbaram-barang maana,
isa na Rina-rinaw,
ikapd di khakilid,
Muri na dikhadaway,
na banda ka makapili ,
a tindosnnaw sa isa ,
go pangnal akongka bo.
a sakn- Ditadawayen sa Ranao ...
~ By: dsr Khadaffy D. Mangondato
Maranao Poem Translation:
- My Pseudo for them -
I'm missing my baby see me and man not seen not one another for a long time and I'm missing. Him like crazy can't stop thinking about him or the late nights we spend on the phone talking. I'm missing my baby he's always on mind and always will be in my heart no matter what. I'm missing my baby just not being able to be held into his arms and as well as. Staring in his eyes man this feeling sucks I'm missing my baby when will me and him be reunited. I'm missing my baby like no other can imagine its' like missing your love one. Who went off to Iraq and then comes home affter 6 months yeah I'm missing my baby.Wish he was here right my by side for I can hold him and tell him how much I love him. I'm missing my baby hey boo if you're out there and listing to this know that I mean. Everyhting that I'm saying in this poem to you because I'm missing my baby I want him to come home. So bad to me yeah I'm missing my baby wont you pepole just let him come to me. I cry when I'm not around him nore when I can't see him or even can't breathe, around him. I'm missing my baby.
A heart that bleeds from within
A face without a grin
Tears that never seem to end
Into this world of sorrow I descend
Fearing a life of loneliness
Dreaming of nothing but happiness
A pain that drain my body
A torment that affects me so harshly
Misery that runs mt day
Pills that keep it all abay
Nightmares that seem to taunt
Reality that does nothing but haunt
To heal my heart from within
Is the place I must begin
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