Best Wilbert Poems
Faith is in the knowing; that God is good and true
Faith is in the loving; the life, He gave up for you
Faith is in the believing; that you’ll never be alone
Faith is in the following; the secret places-His light has shown
Faith is in the seeing; that in Him, nothing is impossible
Faith is in the sowing; the fruitiest substance of His parables
Faith is in the renewing; the spiritual nature of your understanding
Faith is in the doing; what God’s word has intended into creating
Faith is in the surrendering; where repentance, signifies the ways
Faith is in the hearing; where the spirit, takes your breath away
Faith is in the preaching; where the scripture holds the only light
Faith is in the seeking; all the unfathomable, through depths and heights
Faith is in the blessing; where the old self dies to be reborn to a new creation
Faith is in the receiving; as the gift of grace as your ultimate foundation
Faith is in the forgiving; a changing of heart, that may seem rather auspicious
Faith is in the resting; and into putting all your trust, "in the name of Jesus"
By Wilbert Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, bible, christian, faith, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
When I was a sophomore, I was in love with "Chemistry"
Just as soon as I fell, for the girl sitting right next to me
When I turned, junior, I hated "History"
Because as it turned out, she and I had two different "Philosophy"
But if you must know, I love "Math" the best
It was how I subtracted her out from all the rest
Although "English" was by far the most useful of all
Well, I mean, it’s kind of true next to "P.E" and basketball
"Physics" became a sort of breaking of the ice
Once I supplied her with an equation that’d made her, to look at me twice
As a senior, I sort of had fun with "Political-Science"
Sure enough, we got back together with only a little of her defiance
As for electives, I chose "Creative-writing" and, of course, "Art"
I drew her a picture and wrote her name in my heart
"Graduation" came and we were both happy and sad
As we reflected on every single moment we ever had
Then we held each other’s hand with words-said in limited supply
Because we knew, inevitably; we can only say goodbye, in a sigh!
By: Wilbert E. Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, fantasy, high school, innocence,
Form:
Rhyme
There is an old story, I would like to share
It is about the one; we have come to know inside a prayer
About a child who was born at a stable, in a manger, on a bed of hay
And about a gift and three kings with a bright star, charting the way
It was a simple idea, which I thought; we needed a reminder
Whose birthday it is, on this 25th of December
Because we’ve all been busy buying presents for everyone
Did we remember, not to forget about His, when all our errands were done?
We play music, we sing songs
We play them over and over, all night long
But haven’t we been missing out what it is truly all about
Somewhere, somehow we seemed to be leaving something out
To the children, Christmas is all about Santa; waving, at his sleigh
Together with his reindeer while Rudolph, leading the way
Or about Frosty the snowman thumpety-thumping in the snow
While to bigger kids, it’s about a kiss, blossoming under a-mistletoe
For the rest of us, it’s all about shopping and discovering what’s-on sale
Or peeking outside, waiting for someone, who’d be bringing in the mail
Or it’s all about, dressing up and preparing for that special meal
Or was it about the joy and the special gladness that we suddenly feel?
But don’t get me wrong, it’s all good
Everything seems like how it should
It’s just that we may be forgetting one little thing
Saying a “THANK YOU!” to the child, to the Lord, our King
It is… After all, his birthday we are celebrating
And to his kindness, we do owe Him… Everything
So let us give a moment of that day, as we kneel and pray
And say “Thank You, Jesus!” for giving us this CHRISTMAS DAY.
By: Wilbert E. Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, celebration, christmas, religion, religious,
Form:
Rhyme
Have you ever heard the cry of the broken hearted?
Whose heart bleeds as it pleads as a result to losing, the one girl, he needs
Humble your heart and mind and access with empathy; well enough to perceive it clearly
I must warn you, it’ll be the worst cry you’ll ever hear, because it’s awfully too near to fear
Like how raindrops can replace your tears’ flowing outwardly from the inside
Falling like thunder-hunted by a lightning spear, shredding your thoughts to wander
As to what reality will be like to a dreamer, who cannot sleep; as he weeps and leaps?
Chasing memories which doesn’t exist coz’ he cannot resist but he persist on insisting, anyway
Whereas his heart plays jaggedly with the cards of sorrow, one bluff-it’s goodbye tomorrow
He bellows… like a rollercoaster ride, knowing, it’ll come again and again, turning boys to men
Turning strong men weak and feeble men weaker-all because he tried again, to seek her
All because he thought he needs her-He truly believes and grieves like thieves
Stealing time that was never his to reminisce inside a kiss only to see it spun onto this
Where his world gets weary as his eyes get teary watching the past unfolds to less than a theory
I digress, hoping that it’ll all be over in one second or less, unless, all, is but a test
I digress from digressing further, because everything’s a blur-like a nightmare slurring
He confuses me, when he talks about me as “I to a he” to a muse as though he too has lost his shoes
My head’s spinning-trying to find the right words to a song; a right place to belong
I’ve gone and reached ahead while the unknown future still trapped in my bed; unwed from reality
Uncoupled from normality where the only exception to the rule was to cry and so I play the fool
He cries as I cry, sending our “goodbyes” to the sky, trusting that one day, I will get to fly
As for now, I’ll embrace the pain with a little bit of salt and let it settle inside my private vault
Where all my promises and wishes and dreams can come true, and while I’m there… I’ll think of you
by: Wilbert Evangelista Dela CRuz
Categories:
wilbert, dedication, emotions, for her,
Form:
Free verse
I now live for Jesus and Jesus lives in me
I feel His creation as to who He wanted me to be
As I read His Words, my heart and mind begins to remember
Of how much God truly loves me; stretching his arms a-cross forever
And from His strife’s He has paved the road, brick by brick as for the sins I owed
I have lived long enough independent, in my own understanding, who am I kidding?
I know now that I can’t do it on my own, I need the Holy Spirit, so I’ll never be alone
It took me awhile to know I am free; my heart was blinded by the world’s philosophy
But now is the time to put the old things away and breathe this day in a special way
It’s now time for the art to do the creating; following the path where God is waiting
I now ask you, whoever is reading this, come with me in search for a spiritual bliss
I promise you, you’ll not going to be sorry; where God is, you’re part of the story
We are brothers and sisters, you and I; we are destined to live beyond the sky
We’re born as a reflection of our father’s Father; blessed by the Holy water
If by chance you’re wondering where you are, in our journey in the dark
We are heading straight home towards the light; you’re in Noah’s Ark
By Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-4-16
Categories:
wilbert, bible, journey, religious, spoken
Form:
Rhyme
What is love?
Hmm! Love simply is what it is
Maybe, a simple hug sealed within a kiss
A twinkle in the eye or a smile that can melt hearts into butter
If you were to give it another kiss; would turn that butter into a flutter
Lub-dub! Lub-dub! It is as if your heart being reborn inside a sigh! Ahhhh!
That sounds just about right like a cup-cake with full of ice cream on top, yeah!
Or is it just as plain or as gentle as a breeze... Making you feel rightly at ease
Or a big word like a metamorphosis; the turning of a butterfly to a cocoon
Meanwhile without you ever knowing it, you start talking to the moon
Love breathes within a moment; in the touching of the hands
Love speaks in a language only the hearts can understand
Love walks with you when all your intentions are pure
Love listens when you are ready; love is the cure
Love endure and it will always come your way
Love is faithful-ly embedded inside your DNA
By Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-6-16
Categories:
wilbert, fun, love, poems, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
Where is my rainbow
I am just a friend
who always admired
your colors
i am just one of your fans
who always read your
amazing writes
what a colourful decoration
with thousands lights
shared
each time I saw my wall
there was always a new color
you shared
now you gone
stopped coloring
stopped writing
said not only that
even you brought
all the colors gone with you
all the words scratched
my rainbow
now
as if I don't know any colors
lost
gone away
how could i keep searching
my favorite rainbow
while only white and black
that you left
how could i keep chasing
your hands scratches
I only see
White
Black
Nothing in this wall
left for me to read
~ (c) Sukmawati komala ~
08 March 2013
for my poet friend Mr. Allen Rhymaholic Wilbert
Categories:
wilbert, friendship, lost, write, friend,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
One plus one will always equal into two
As your faith in grace-that was what saved you
It’s like measuring the distance from A to B to C
The strife’s of Jesus Christ has lit the light in me
The key through His word is like planting a seed
That once it takes root, will supply all our needs
Just imagine riding a bicycle-we’ll never forget
What Jesus went through into paying our debts
All that is required is to just believe in His name
Once the truth begins-you’ll never be the same
Like raindrops falling in the desert, God is good
Quenching our thirst to bless the neighborhood
A kid with a ruler can draw a perfect-straight line
We too needs one to see; our lives are intertwine
We are fishes in the same net, dying from thirst
Fighting for absolution; as to who can get it first
But it’s not from work, God measures our deeds
A faith as puny as a mustard-seed; is all we need
Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-16-16
Categories:
wilbert, bible, faith, god, journey,
Form:
Rhyme
I was walking… I was strolling, at the park one day
When all of the sudden, guess, what did I see?
Okay, it was a pretty lady and she was looking at me
And she did it as though, it was something that was meant to be…
Oh!!!How beautiful she looked, from head to toe
Like someone, one could only see from a movie or a show
I couldn’t help but wonder why she would look at me so
That my friend is what I really and truly liked to know
And then she smiled, Oh! What a beautiful light, in her face, did I see?
It was like looking at a “Sun-setting”; kissing the sea
At that very moment, I got weakened to my knees
And learned my first lesson to the birds and bees
So, I whispered a little prayer and asked God for a key
To inspire me to grasp the kind of gift, He had in-stored for me
But as I was about to do what I measured; as my destiny
Was when I also finally realized
She was no longer looking at me, down to the tee
But at the guy standing right next to me
by Wilbert E. Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, beautiful, beauty, dedication, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
Smile like the moon
God created all things, for a reason
He created the hours, the days to seasons
Then he created sun to take our breathes away
God loves you!
Now, I only have but one more thing to say
Live like the moon as she radiates whenever she sees the sun
Because by nature the moon does not have a light of her own
Whereas in her darkest of hour-she does not want to be alone
In full majesty she lights up like wild-flowers in the meadows
That even the stars cannot help but to glint in the afterglow
While she’s only halfway lit-she doesn’t frown-she smiles
Because she knows-the love she has stretches to a mile
So she talks and she dreams with hearts… in need
She offer whatever light she has left… to heed
Her journey began to only end in a circle
To her it’s more like a miracle
Now I imagine how the moon is dipped into the sea, just as I was baptized, to have Jesus in me
Imagine life with all of its many possibilities and then let us imagine living in that, for all eternity
Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-11-16
Categories:
wilbert, allegory, baptism, birth, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
Life most certainly seems like it’s so easy to some people
And you may be right on, to something
That is, if you are looking at life as a, one period at a time, thing
But when you get the chance to add every period together
Then his life or hers, is not so different than yours
It’s just a matter of how we wear our differences
Life is a lot like the clothes we put on
And/or whether, if how we wear it, puts a smile on our faces
And how that same smile can be re-assimilated to other races
It’s all about reaching the best illusions of the truth
And the truth is…We can wear anything we want to
You and I, certainly earned our right to choose
We’ve inherited it
That is your gift
And your gift is the same as mine
But it is the same in a different way
Like how an art is different to another art form
Where every art is beautiful
Where every beautiful thing has its story
Where every story has a home in mind
And where every home is also where the heart wants to live
But I’m not talking about the heart that pumps blood in our veins
But the heart with its entire soul, unified in spirit
Like when you close your eyes, knowing full well God is in it
Like the most feasible conclusion to a punch line
Sometimes it doesn’t make sense but you get it anyhow
Because for some reason the joke made you to laugh
And your laughter makes someone else, to laugh
And all the sudden, you are a genius
All because you recognize the point to a period
And life gets reborn; that moment on
But seriously the joke is in you
And I mean that in the most constructive way
Because if you were to break that down to the tiniest piece
Life becomes all too small to miss
Or else we’re left just to reminisce
I suppose, that is, what it is, where it comes to the truth
We can only control what we can control
And we can only become who is already inside of us
And so, I thought we must all reach a point of acceptance
"This is who I am"
"This is who we are"
Individually "This is my world"
Together, “It’s ours universe”
There’s always a time to be picky and to be reserved
But now is definitely not one of those times
Because this moment, is your time to choose
As to which life to wear and what makeup to make up on
Where the best way to celebrate being, the same, is to make a difference to others
By:Wilbert E. Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, celebration, clothes, heart, life,
Form:
Free verse
I guess this is just how the way love goes
Like looking for a raindrop, through every prickly rose
Re-defining, how each moment worth as we blindly try
To record the stillness of the moment, as time gently flies by
Like a needle in a hay stack, we fight on, against all odds
Because it is just how love creates; the story of two peas in a pod
Love songs and love notes, are the true idioms of the heart
A stairway full of dreams with a chest-full of art
Anyone can openly tell us; how this is just the way love goes
But no one can point the way; for God is the only one that knows
Love stories in the movie can only feed our mind to brewed
Whereas the love birds inside a novel can make or break the mood
Time only really matters if you don’t recognize the life you got
When your memories start to turn into worries; tie them into a knot
Instead be the shoulder you can count on and just let your soul; free
With one hand drenched at the sea, while the other, reaching towards me
By:Wilbert Evangelista Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, beautiful, bible, inspiration, love,
Form:
Rhyme
I believe in miracles
In the same way 7 billion people believes in miracle
Minus a few atheist and freethinker from here to there
Roughly speaking
But I don’t look for miracles like every single one of them do
Why would I have to?
When there are practically millions of them being born every second
And every day there is always something new
Like opening gifts on Christmas morning
Breathe and you already found one
Wake up! Poof! You just found another
Fall in love and that’s the best miracle of all
Fall in love again and the best just gets even better
Miracles are all around us
More so, flowing inside our own soul
In truth; we are all miracles for one another
Angels, disguise as friends
Friends more like brothers
Brothers with sisters at arms
Sons and daughters of the Holy Ghost
By Wilbert Evangelista Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, christian, miracle, religious, ,
Form:
Free verse
I came alone baring only a smile
When I lifted up, the veil of immortality
While surrendering my wings as to reconcile
My rightful birth into humanity
I was sent alone with the pure intentions
To re-navigate the freewill of man
To re-write our rights without contention
And to point the way, to where it all began
I grew up alone to pave the road
Through rocks, through sticks and stone
From a mystical guidance to a mortal code
Where all future dreams, are loans
I now stand alone by the crest of a beautiful sunset
With still a life-span of promises to impart
When a kindred soul appeared from a silhouette
And steered the trails and trials of my human heart
By: wilbert Evangelista Dela Cruz
Categories:
wilbert, christian, jesus, love, relationship,
Form:
Light Verse
Standing at the very threshold of my dream, I had an epiphany
That somewhere inside, I sworn that I been there before
Trapped in broken records; in the broken truth of the past
Basking over the glitters into the seams of my closed-fisted-mask
I was swimming with a thousand other fishes, drowning under the moon
I had an epiphany of a prison hiding inside an airless balloon
Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-6-16
Categories:
wilbert, allegory, dream,
Form:
Free verse