A Butterfly's Dream... On the Process of Metamorphosis

A poem for me

I miss writing poems... haha... last night, before I slept, I made a poem for me... I said: "I always make poems for other people. Why not try making for myself? But the person speaking is someone else... He may be a man, a cat, a chair... whatever...heheh..."

("ayan, ang labo ko na naman!")

I.

I saw a lady, she was dressed in pink and green

She wears a smile like a sweet tangerine.

I could not believe, I thought I was dreaming,

She has this halo and two beautiful wings,

'Coz she's an angel that the heaven brings.

II.

I could still remember her voice,

As soft as the air as it moists.

And in my heart, it clearly echoes,

The sound of her gentle mellows,

As quiet and as fine as the night's shadows.

III.

The loveliness behind this mystery,

Has captured me to think very clearly:

"Who's this girl in rosy wardrobe and smells like water lilly?

What's her name, she's very pretty...

She's like a goddess in the green valleys."

IV.

She sat on the rocks of smiles,

As she she has this joy in her face brought by li'l butterflies.

Her life was as peace as the blue skies

Where she walks a thousand miles,

And goes to the places she likes.

V.

I saw her eyes in wonder happiness,

When she touched my life in shallow loneliness.

For once I was prison, I was loveless,

I have nothing but this life's pest

I've gained nothing but this fate's hurting test.

VI.

But what a life this would have be?

I thought I would never see sadness in my angel that's so lovely

And I got coward so easily,

When I saw her wings come little like a seed of a peach tree,

And her heart that bleeds like a strawberry.

VII.

I heard her as she laughs in despair

With her face covered with her maginificent hair.

I could see how she rocks the silver chair,

In sorrows, her heart's pieces were just everywhere,

And she mends her broken wings that nobody cares... (but I care)

VIII.

I could see her no more

Abruptly, she went away and my heart sore:(

I even had no chance to ask her: "And you're?"

Because she flew like a slamming door.

She's a light that blinded me; my heart's creator.

(I don't know the title of this... But the lady in rosy wardrobe, who looks like an angel and a goddess in green valleys was named as... IMARI... hahaha:)

Yesternight...hikhik:)

Last night, as was updating my blog, a sudden brown out invaded my work! gggrr... I almost have to say ungrateful words but I resisted myself. But anyways, I'll just repeat what I have written, because yesterday was another memorable day to me.

I was fixing my bookshelf when I saw my composition notebook, and it reminded me of my poems that I made when I was in Highschool. The first time I made poems was during my sophy years. We had a circle which I named as: "ARE YOU GONNA BE A POET?" circle. This is a group of aspiring poets in our classroom which is composed of four members:

1. IMARI SANTOS a.k.a "Butterfly"

-of course! I was the one who established this! Here's the very first poem I made. I entitled it as "On the Seashore"

(Note: This may sound "baduy". i was only 14 years old when I made this! I don't know how I made this...hehehe... made for only less than an hour)

Beside the seashore, I was walking along,

I saw you sitting, lonely and alone.

I was picking sea shells,

While you were watching the sea breeze ("pinapanuod na pala ngayon ang sea breeze? heheh:)

Then I saw you crying, filled with loneliness in your eyes.

I went towards you to offer my hanky,

Then I saw you smile and happy

We took a long walk on the beach,

Together with the setting of the sun.

We sat together beside the shore

Then we looked on the far horizons

Having sweet talks and sweet moments,

Buliding beautiful sand castles.

The night came; the stars appeared on the sky

The sandcastles were destroyed by the waves

Then I realized that on that shorten time,

I knew that i had fallen for you.

2. NORISZA RAMIREZ a.k.a "Pentate Sappho"

-she's one of my best friends. Actually, she was the very first one to write poems and I just followed her:)

- this is my most favorite poem that she made... check it out...

"My Crush" by Pentate Sappho

When I saw your smile flashed,

You've become my greatest crush

But I know you can't give my love back,

So all i can do is to cry and sob.

I kept my feelings for you,

And all that time i knew you were mine

When my friend ("ako yun!) told me to awake,

My poor and broken heart ached.

Life must go on, so i moved on

Trying to forget you but I can't

So I didn't fight myself

And admit that 'til now you're on my mind.

After a long, long time,

When it has come to me to prove my love,

My heart cannot make it to survive

But I didn't let myself drawn into my feelings and stupidity.

My friend ("ako ulit yun!") told me it's not the end,

And that I must know how to defend,

All thje decisions and beliefs I made,

And to live my life to fullest.

3. KHEMBERLY PERALTA a.k.a "Mnemosynerato"

- a very lovely, smart and talented girl who's at first, did not make love poems ("pero nung first time nainlove nung third year kami, as in super dupperr:")

-Here's a poem for our moms that Mnymosyne made:

"Mom" by Mnemosynerato

From being a child,

You helped me developed into a young lady.

Slowly in bloom,

Form being so quiet

You filled me with hope to face the whole world,

Outside my room.

When I'm in danger, you're the one who protected me.

When I'm in darkness, you carried the light that will guide me.

When I'm in confusion, you're the one giving me serenity.

And when I am sad, you're the one who makes me happy.

So thank you is the word for people like you.

Cause you gave ne the love, which is really true.

And everytime I feel the challenges that come through,

I know I'll stand them all,

'Coz there will always be you.

4. JARED PARAGAS a.k.a "Narciso"

- the only thorn among the roses...heheh...

-here is the sample of Jared's Obra which became a talk in our classroom, for we didn't know whom he's referring to.

"I Love You Friend!" by Narciso

You've been a pal who's always around,

Helping me when I'm in need

Sharing mem'ries with me,

So thank you, and for you, I love you.

My love for you grows,

My love for you gets stronger

'Coz my love for you is more than afriend to me,

And my love for you is greater than my life would be.

I couldn't believe I'm in love with you,

You're just a friend, and that is all

But as days go by, as time passes through,

I knew that I'm already dreaming of you.

Everytime I close my eyes, I see your face,

Wherever I go, I can feel your soul,

Whenever I hear beautiful music, I can hear your voice,

And everything I will do is for you.

Life may be incomplete, without you in my sight,

Days may be boring, without you in  my life.

If only you're mine, then I should be happy

If only I could say how I feel, then I'm not worried.

But what a coward will do?

Always scared to say "i love you"

The only thing I can do is to wait for the right time,

Time when I'm ready,

Ready to speak and accept your answer...

That's it! Yes! We are the future writers! hahaha... did you enjoy? those were composed by Sophy students of St.Jo, S.Y (I forgot the yr.) After finishing a poem, we exchange works and discuss about our interpretations.

I miss you guys!

does my love fade?

here's a poem made for you.. well, wanna say goodbye now! but before anything else, i wanted to say these:

this poem is entitled "STARS"--- see why...

Somehow, we are called stars who have loved each other,

But far different and opposite from one another...

You are from the east, and i am from the west...

That's how love gives his greatest test...

Indeed, we are stars from opposite direction,

Sometimes lost and cannot be reached by vision,

But the more they are not seen,

The more they become serene---

But that's for a while...

Because later, their urge will provoke them and give each other

some smiles...

When they shimmer again,

man will be gratetful to feel the grace of heaven

He starts to show his admiration,

To these two stars that possess great passion...

If stars' splendor does fades,

And to them, we are being compared,

Does it also mean that we are destined to lose the shine that we

have?

I mean, to forget the so-called love?

But anyway, it takes a million years before they explode and turn

into white dwarves, whatever they'll be...

So be it my dear... thanks for all the love and even the "harshness" you've showed me... dont miss me...for last, i love you... goodbye... i wish you all the seriousness in life..

an ode to the judeans

by: Imang

I don’t know how I’ll start this piece,

But a thing surely I’ll miss,

Is a class full of bliss

In IV-St. Jude, it’s like we’re always in a feast!

Let me seize this moment to present them all...

Know each other’s definitions and roles,

Take a glimpse to our deep hearts & souls

Hear our voices and calls…

For all those who’re eager and excited,

Wait, I’ll be mentioning them as what I’ve said…

But discover first the lady behind this poetry,

Yes, it’s me, IMARI …

In grows a special camaraderie,

Between me, NORISZA, GELEEN & MICHELLIE

To them I say my secrets & worries,

And serve as my talking diaries…

Link me not to RHOWELL & RONIEL,

They’re just my chum, that’s all I can tell.

And take a look w/ these cute gals—MAILA,  

    DIANE & HAZEL,

Small you’ll see, but terrible…

When we talk about talents,

You’ve got the right place

We’ve got special skills ladies & gents,

And we wouldn’t put our section in disgrace.

A young leader—that’s LENNELYN,

Be marveled with the magic hands of PATHRINA & GENALYN…

Make fun w/ DEREK’s English carabao,

And SALVADOR’s not-so-nice jargon, that the church wouldn’t allow (gets? “Berbatz!”Remember?? Hehehe=)

Who’ll forget HAROLD’s joyous “so yummy, so sweet!!” step?

Here they come, so hold your breath…

The delights of Jude, who’ll they may be?

Take the dance floor, JAN REY, MARK, CARLO, & ZALDY!

Have you heard the songs of our own sirens?

Which may impart the entire room’s silence?

Presenting the three young divas,

Aim high, REGINE, GAZELLE, & LORENA!

Master of guitar strings,

Master of all things,

JEREMIAH makes his way…

His music makes us all jolly and gay!

RODEL, our best actor

In theater, he brings us name and honor

And still remember the performance of our “mestizang chinita”?

The “Jollibee” dialogue of Ma. MONICA?

In sports, we wouldn’t come last…

Our basketball boys might be kicking our opponent’s ass…

The secret weapons: height of JEP & PERRY,

And our team’s versatility

Let’s not forget the naughty lads,

For sometimes they tend to be very bad…

The hard headed students like ANTHONY,

    CHARLIE & McRICHARD,

Who always make our teachers mad.

I wanna know DYANNA MAE & ARIANNE’s

    secret,

For they have remained so simple and quiet.

As opposed with that of SHARMAGNE,

In our room, her voice reigns.

Oh! So these lovely boys!

One of them might be every woman’s choice…

J.P’s appeal, DIO’s dimpled cheeks,

And oh! Which attract lots of chicks!

Girls might be staring at ARJAY’s smile that’s so

    cutie

Boys might be looking at CRIS’ facade that’s so sexy

We might enjoy playing w/ JANELA’s hair that’s so

    curly

And touching ZAIDE’s face that’s so rosy.

We also have lovely inside…

We applaud MARIELLE’s good side,

And also PATRICK’s kind heart,

Beauty & character are never apart.

If love is sweet when shared by two,

Then it’s sweeter when shared by three too!

If we’ve got “the more you hate, the more you love”

    story of FILIP and SHIRLYN

Then we have the love triangle of RONEL, BRYAN

    and ELLA!

Our dear REYNALD must not be neglected.

He’s been a part of us, he must still be accepted.

And we show our gratitude to our adviser,

MAM JET has served to be our second mother.

Now we’ll take our separate ways.

But we’ll still meet the other days.

We may not be sitting together in our room or

    section,

But what we’ve got for each other are love and

    affection…

Being a part of the IV-St. Jude and CSJA is what we

    are proud of…

So adieu, coz now we’re signing off

But we say “Hello” to future coz, opportunity still

    knocks…

Remember that: “EACH JUDEAN TOTALLY ROCKS”!

the guitar

The Guitar..

Everytime I hear its sound,

I feel like it was played by you

Each string that was plucked makes your presence,

And each melody makes me feel you're just around..

I dont know why in every song,

It appears to be like it was sung by you.

And each is dedicated for me,

Whether it makes me happy or blue..

The lyrics are clear,

The tune is vivid,

Your voice is there,

But the only thing I see is the guitar played by me..

If only I'm deaf,

Then maybe I dont hear you singin' clearly..

And if only I dont remember how you stroke the body of this   instrument,

Then maybe I'm not missing you madly..

I'll never foget how you sang my favorite song.

I didnt know it was a song of farewell..

If I only knew,

Then maybe I'm not  not crying here tonight..

Suddenly there was a voice saying:

" I've loved you, but you didnt notice.

This guitar was the only witness,

On how I sobbed when you hurt me.."

How i wished I had learned how to use it with you..

I wish you'd  taught me how to read the tabs..

If I'll sing,then I want you beside me..

And if possible, we'll be singing our love story..

the wind's whisper

poem by:imari

poem for:him

              the sea is calm, 

the wind's whispering on mine                                                   

                       it tones like the summer breeze,

                  made me more exciting,

                                        made my life worth dying...

               coz you,you are that wind,

                             tiny whispers passing through my ears..

                                             you're that wind,

                         who came so fast,

                                 whispered in my heart....