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Mayo 2015 ng MiJo
Mayo 2015 –
Ika-1 ng buwang ito, Smokers' Night sa Crim. na departamento
Unang pagtatagpo na may pagsuyo
Pagkain, damit at pabango
Ika-25 na petsa, may kambal na okasyon ang TED sa tuwina
ASEAN Symposium at Lit. Day na pambata
Sa tula ipinahayag ang nadarama sa tagalitrato ng programa!
-11/11/2015
(Dumarao)
*1st MiJo poem
Told you never run fast, be at my side
while stroll; Now, let's go and sit near lakeside.
You know school is boring; in class I cried;
Nothing to learn there. Don't have friends, they lied
always talk in their mother tongue, they snide.
Saw in dream, they're punished with a rope tied.
I'll ask Mom, if she can come, sit inside
class with me; feel alone-That's why I cried.
Yet, you see, I've to go; thinking to hide
tomorrow, next day and finally I'd
stop going school; you know, I can confide
I want to be like you, free none to guide.
Dad doesn't know through dog door freely I glide;
Yes, tomorrow through it I'll go to hide.
Note: This poem highlights the symptoms of
Didaskaleinophobia(Fear of School Phobia)
How do I make my feelings loud and clear
in social chaos wrought by hate and fear
and voices seem to fade beyond the ear?
How do I tell of love so very dear
without the aid of Cupid's mighty spear?
My silent eyes refuse another tear
nor seek the answers found in cloudy beer
to state my love may see my heart appear.
A sonnet brings my thoughts for you to hear,
when love, I cannot hold or bring you near,
these words I write reveal my heart's sincere
and pray, my love, they bring your eyes some cheer.
Hence to this end I can but persevere
and use my pen and ink to find love's sphere.
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