From the top of Penn Center
he chose his first victim
Twenty stories up
as the train rolls below
A solitary pigeon
breaks free of the pack
Its eyes focused downward
for scraps that might show
His wings ever silent
with talons extended
At over a hundred
he drops from the sky
The prey in his clutches
a nest on the spire
where eyas sit waiting
—their mouths open wide
(16th & JFK Boulevard-Philadelphia: May, 2022)
Categories:
eyas, animal, bird, nature,
Form: Rhyme
by Mel Eyas Dicdican
Man is made to be in harmony
Even with people that are full of envy,
And much more with people of sincerity and humility.
In the world of mortality,
Everyone equips with different ability,
But in any way, each is given by the Almighty.
Above other creatures is the man of might
With which for sure he uses for a fight;
And to fight back is the option that is not right.
Those who died in a battle in any way,
Their souls need us to pray
That they could rest in peace and harmony.
Hate, grudge,deceit, and pride should be thrown away
That everyone would be in harmony,
Even though we have different ideology.
Harmony! Harmony! Harmony!
This is the virtuous calling for everybody.
And to be at peace is the only way.
Categories:
eyas, conflict, courage, death, dedication,
Form: Rhyme
by Mel Eyas Dicdican
Many times along the way
I found myself going astray.
Not just once or twice
But as often as bird flies.
I am not certain how long I could go
For each day so many things that are hard to do.
Doubts and fears seem to be the barricade of my ideals
But these are not the reason for me to hide from trials.
Fight and never give up
This wise principle of old gives me strength to stand up.
Hardship and trials I would face
That the necessity of life I could suffice.
Life without challenges has no meaning
For life is sweet after all the crying.
I should be strong to overcome the obstacle
So that I could reach my long awaited goal.
Listening to elder's advice
Could somehow make me wise.
And when trials would come again
I would say to myself I'm not living in vain.
Categories:
eyas, desire, life, longing, love,
Form: Rhyme
by Mel Eyas Dicdican
All I need is really you
But I do not know what to do.
Day by day I always pray
That I could come across your way.
Pain is what I have now
But I believe this would teach me somehow.
Adoring heart should be possessed
For God would make it blessed.
Love is all that matter
And many things heart can remember.
If this is really a gift from God
I will feel again the pain that I've had.
Take the risk and endure the pain
This is what my heart tells me over again.
Now, my heart is ready
And the door opens its way.
To love again may not be easy
After all the hurts and pain along the way.
Yet, love is ultimately irresistible
That may always prevail and win over trouble.
Categories:
eyas, dedication, love, romantic,
Form: Rhyme
by Mel Eyas Dicdican
In the days of my sorrow
I am wandering like a sparrow.
Happy days have passed
But my love for you will ever last.
Thinking of you for a moment
Could at least minimize my torment.
Neither my love can reach you
Nor my hands can touch you.
Even if you are gone
But I cannot forget everything you've done.
I love you with all my heart
And nobody could tear it apart.
If only I could turn back time
I would make sure to make it sublime.
But I am only human to change the world
And my strength cannot afford.
All I know now is to cherish the past
And wait until my days last.
If in this world we are not meant to be
Hope in the next would be you and me.
Categories:
eyas, allusion, beauty, christian, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
an Arabian sonnet
Raising up a falcon brood – bucolic,
one becomes extremely melancholic.
Yesterday a clamor vitriolic
told of eyas’ danger diabolic.
Trying panacea called a mixer
feeding drops of magic juice elixir,
desultory effort served to fix her.
Little did I know there was a trickster.
Still forbearance caused my heart to tremble.
Gathered on the roof, my birds resemble
teenage bullies looking to dissemble.
Such assemblage often does beleaguer.
Lissome sibs had pushed off little leaguer -
fellow eyas not yet fledged but eager.
*eyas (eye’ yuz) is a nestling falcon
taken from the nest for training, plural is eyasses
Categories:
eyas, adventure, bird, bullying,
Form: Sonnet
God gave my eyas so i can see how beaultifull you are
God gave my a nose so i can smell your sent.
God gave me a mouth so i can say how much every day
and God gave elife that i livr each day.
Categories:
eyas, art,
Form: Acrostic