Reach high and dream higher
pole vault, is the measure of speed and high surfing
the altitude, as it conquers time come the most
prevailing passion of self esteem of droplets of sweat
echoed in every stream
look, nay close the night the riding black stallion
wait the return of the Capricorn; patiently
waiting the rainbow of the halos of the nightly aim of
nightfall memories of the past, astonished the boggle
of the eyed revelation
show me the bow and i give you the arrow that
focus the target to know the carpet of honor in your
naked hand; with shield and scavvard in your whist,
pushing the riding chariot to climb in the sky of reality
blew the wind of fume of destiny, the rocks that
wrath each tangle dream promise every step to rise; the
land where wary tears dried for victory who come to
fight with luminous heart for harmony
perfect my dream, as i will bring your promise in the
avenue of today, for tomorrow is the past to remember
and the presence of your vision to come for this
moment.......
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A vision to cloth the Sky
the swing of the flocking birds, signal the
morning is coming, the wind surfing over the head
trees and the laughing joy of ducks, whistle the
unending beginning of a morning sky of happiness
rushing the stupid of a dream to a raining
clouds, has stop waiting the lightning to spark for
light to explode the vision of a great day to come in
the rainbow of victory, aim to bring the night to a new
day to come
like a laudable joke comes no audience to
laugh but a regret to jump and cry for something for
another play life has nothing but for a chance to play
again the melody of a sweet return; the show is not over,
it’s still on the stage, just play your role and welcome to
the great show
let the milk lips in our mind the head stand firm
and wait the unending servant hood never fades, goes
where it may go and live according to the heart that call
to a place dream off, as destiny live in your soul
triumphantly share the perfume of your heart
and lay every soul ponder, the joy of your presence, all
will come in many victorious aroma, your dream has
conquer our lasting memory of your desire; the goodness
lives in your life rekindle in every moment we remember
your return my dear Lady President
splendid Sarah Pelin, be a part of our joy…..we will wait
of your return……….a splendid victory rejoice!
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The scent of perfume in you.....
the night color the dream to fall into the midst of you
as I welcome my dear heart to stay in your eager
body of wonder; swept every sweat that hold the
warmest stared upon my naked eyes of reality
the smell, smile as the moon push my hyacinth of scent
of honor to stand with in the halos of the past, alone in
the wind of affection of stream as the tide of perfume
lives in your belligerent heart
i live in the glass of nowhere and stay in the stage of
nobody, afraid of showing my shadow of today, as you
leave me alone and let my opulent wings fly in the
horizon of the star, where my longing vanish the face of
arrogant in thy loneliness of my heart it fall
let the fragrance suite in my pride to make it free, i felt
that my worthless devotion will always be the beginning
of today’s passion of you, for in every flowers grow my
whole self belong only to your humble taint of perfume
that poisons my being, to be true of myself
resist my soul the adventure comes no regrets, a forget
and always to take the load, dazzling the rainbow of the
sky, where droplets of every tear cured the lasting
goodbye of my blind eyes that subside
now, take my hand and smell the smile of perfume in
your heart..... i still remember your first kiss in my
cheek and say take me in the sky of wonder…… my
Darling
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Together We Will Dream Again
you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first
light and as you're living in the land which full of
abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success,
that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the
glittering darkness to shine in my sight
the day when the star believe the beginning of the night
is the day where, the light comes in its amazing grace
of glooming sky, as it wondered in the sea; wishing to
obey the harboring morning in the sun of the horizon line
beneath the ocean wave of time
rise and stand, dear heart and sings that song, of never
had ever sang, the hand still stand, in every minute of
every strand, waving like a tiny finger catches little drops
of moist in the golden moon, fuming to wait in the
humming wind in the night with fun
hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't
understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to
sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a
sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the
day to find as easy to lie
close your heart and open your soul, a dried up tears in
you’re wonderful sight, will blind your beautiful eye, be
wary of the rain that touches your hair, and suck the
countless cooled day, a wagon await your stay like fancy
in your neck ready to slay, your beautiful morning is out of
your mercy
today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to
fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as
the beginning of every yesterdays return.........
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Slash me out to go.......
hold your yes that tears, as i capture the halos
of the wind in my sand bag dust, please return
once more in my navel face where narrow unfold
story have i stay
weight my perfume and kiss my tears away,
knocking the doorstep of the window of my spirit
that force me to live, wait me up then. and lewd
me in the sole searching of my soul the
rendezvous of my stint, still swept me off, but yet!
wait me no more in my bosom heart my strength i
own
i leave no regret; as you come, i return as you
leave my deepest affection of my heart, showering
the plateau of my patience as you wept my tears in
my check, touching me, the shadow of my drifted
joy of your palm of tomorrows memories
as you come, holding the stream of hope, never
fade as it was, lurk the certainty of the coming;
willing to hypnotize the moment of the idyllic past
to see me change, you’ve been waiting for, you hold
me in a precious eyelid of tiding happiness of a
broken puzzle of chances of time, where i’ve seen
to rest
now, you’ll always in the edge of the surfing wind,
and ready to go, let the scene of the broken past
remembered of what was today in the isles of
the future ……
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Promise of a Dream
the sky is so bright and the light is so deeply in touch
with the halos of the moon and the meadow seems
waiting for the firefly to light in the deeming dark of
the night
come to me my dream, extend the wisdom of your
memory, gallops my waiting of the sun; down my wish
of remembering the golden jade of the ageless passion
of knowing the coming day, there i see the beginning
of my stay for today
as i turn the timeless night to come for another wish
please take my arm and bring to the flawless stream of
dream, of where my heart belongs; my childhood
kiss, the unending search of what comes in the future
of today, as i clings my immortal soul will you dear,
and hold my eternal dream, the dying wish may not
endlessly gone with the wind
lock and luck comes in my bedside and a have dine
with me in the table of tomorrow, thou shall stay with
me in the paradise of my wish; rainbow all my night
with a zeal of that beautiful journey, now as you come
true to my sweet memory of the night, dear wish, i
come to be free
oh! wait and come as i return to the golden age of
where i wish, start and begin endlessly my search your
the one I adore ……
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Whisper Me Goodbye..... As I Return
let the music softly wind my shooting face up in
the sky i wait, as the night goes bye in the night
of nothingness beautifully shine
carry me in as you wish to fly, thundering those
little clouds surfing the swollen tears i seduces
for the joy i desire witness the falling night in the
eyes i give the laughter now I remember
show me your voice of a waiting dew, the
fogged doodle my whisper of your passing scene,
say that much is not to give for what is brings
return no fear, a passion of servings the last blink
of each eye of your loving heart
make the best than nothing, to remember the real
day of today, to stay with my memory until the
dawn lost the morning sky for another day
may the harvest of tears rejoice the grain of joy in
every return of that day, where every yesterday
comes with a mourning happiness to picture the
beginning of what was the day for today
let the beginning be the point to sharpen the end,
and show the staring pad with the eyes to guide in
the darkest night of the moment......as i return my
dear
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As the wind color our dream.....
waking is not the beginning of time, it’s the start of a
day; the end has just started another point, to a start, an
end to a new beginning of a wondeful and beautiful
moment of time
open up my eyes and waste no time to close, the day
has just started, and a glow of every memories never
return the passing moment of what was gone now, as it
has wondered each solitudes of time in the midst of
yesterday’s goodbye
such a dream, captured my past, dreaming to the
presence of my heart, pushing me to leave no cause to
surrender my day of what was yesterday’s gone,
happiness brought me to hold, to mirror of what was
the end, an end to scant and resolute the meaning of
you in my life
recollect my soul of the dream that i have to go, beneath
those vine of memories; cable my joy to reunite my joy
to the beginning of another moment to live in this
wonderful days of my existence, humble my dear heart to
rejuvenate the most exciting adventure of my moment
with you in my dream
passion as you takes the ruins of yesterday and brings
my beginning to stand with your wings of what the future
brings, the day of yesterday, is just a beginning of today
and the passing scene is what is to come for another day,
it’s today my dear
come take me to your rest and paint with your golden
brush the beginning of my life, always color as you’ll be
to sweeten the tomorrow's of today................
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A blooming flower without Petal
all come to whisper the perfume of sweet
fume dried like dune in the wind of the sun,
where all the raindropp falls into the ground of
waited wasted land; pasteurized in the moist
of sweeten halos of welcome
dried in the wind and capture the dew of the
morning midst; a no where to run but shadow
of the solid ground of strength, the wall behind
the lovely Daffodils in the oasis of truth; and
as it find the flavor of hope
scent the soft melody of the past and ring all
the bells that welcome the day of your forever
with me, the leaves kiss no more in the garden
of yesterday a honey comb of my stay; beats all
that step in the knocking door of where i will
always be true to what you say, thank you
find my dear heart, the flowers begins to bloom,
and the petal, never be gone in your memory it
will be done, let me wait until, my last touch in
your dried hand, and i will be lost forever in your
wishing dream
hold me not in your dreamy heart, bloom the
golden petal in the meadow of everlasting heart in
your wonderful hand, the palm of where i always
remember your memory, oh! my dream, as i stay
with you dear
i leave no regret and find my trouble heart no
more, for my hand is to cool to hold your stay....
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As you come to my Senses.......
walk down the path, full of passing memories
and win the past, leaving to the sadness of limbo
into the garrison of ghettos, where you'll stay
speed off, what you've have felt the drowning
pulse of a beating heart and wait the pleasing
moment of my spirited wings of satisfying hope
in you
close my envy of what was your dream, climb
the thundering fears of returning beauty in your
aspiration, as you touch my forgiving hammock
of strength, pushing to stand in my mid-air stunt
of reality
go, an extra mile for the step i stop, may leads
your way to find the real and genuine high way of
what you want to reach; the sand dunes, ashore the
beautiful pebbles of every rock shattered in the cliff
of water
open of what is close and please close of what was
is open to accept the heraldic search of what is the
senses find, as the ending song started of every lyric
you sing, and begins in your harmonics tune in the
key of C
come and as you leave, to what you'll have
started; stay and forward, hold your day's of the past,
aim high and accept of what is weak, before a winner
shout for joy in every heart that call
hold my hand and forget the day, soon you will
find and reach the sky.....of today
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Unchanging Love
a moment to remember last in a life time, as hope anchor
from our destiny, you will always be part of me and i will
be in your dream forever of your life
gone are the past, forward and rewind the endless
journey to know the reason, the value that every heart calls,
meant to grasp the essence of the altar of ' I do ', the promise
and candle melted witness the solemnity of that moment has
come to unfold the beginning of our unending passion of
loving each other forever
you are the everything, the picture of every dream, the
energy that hold me to pursue, to step forward with out fear
of living; you always there to lend me your palm to conquer
those little star in the sky, you're the meaning of my
emptiness, a search of a miracle of this changing world i live,
all has come to ride in the pendulum of time, and learn to be
strong to face life constantly with the hope and a prayer that
we can do it, together again
as the moment meet the beginning of our lives the
heart and the days comes to a year of passionate sharing of
what we want to be of what is today, believing that fear obey
our command and cease the sweat have gone, leaving all the
weakness and accept each yoke we possess
never change, always forward the love you hold, leaves
you no more to the failure of your future, the unchanging hands
in the altar you said ' I will ' now join you to do, the beginning
of time
' learn to surrender, give everything, and unite each strength for
the step is full of sweat waiting to taste every sweet of your
success '
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If you have seen tomorrow.....
if time would only ask for no return and the heart
will just listen to whisper of my soul; the silent of
the lamb, voice the melodic beginning of today
bring back the past, the broken halos of sanctity
nestle in the ocean of insanity, as the world
watch the turmoil of the sea, seeking the vengeance
of the lost and loose fidelity of promise you adore
now as you look, the actor cloth neither a saint nor a
devil in your sight, but a great conqueror of the past;
marred with vigor, facing the trembling and awesome
hearts, of once you have touch
missed as the misery, experienced the golden horizon
of each fate we have promise and slept, all is just a
taste of what will be the future resounds in your heart
fade me not in your hope and till i'll wait the
dawning sky to come, the rings live in the finger we
take and tomorrow will be great again as i go
….. for in you and because of you i have seen
tomorrow.......
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Have I told you.....
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
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The Knight
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
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Waiting For Our Time
Looking up from where I stand
I see the vapor trail
Of a jet plane in the sky
Here the wheel is in my hand
But theres no wind in my sails
And life is drifting by
Still I hold on and wait
I know its not too late
And my breeze will come
Muse you satisfy my soul
Keep me warm while the
Cold world guards the gate
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Your love has kept my dream alive
A vision of my life
With you here by my side
Every forward step I take
Every moment Im awake
I feel your love inside
So close I feel it in my bones
I know Im not alone as I climb this wall
But I, sometimes I get so high
I just want to live, love
And taste it all
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Here tonight
I lie awake and watch you dream
Under the light of the moon
I wonder just how far weve been
And where well be
When the sun comes up
Will this be our date with destiny
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
And Im waiting
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Hope against hope
Hope against all hope
That times will change
A word lingers
In time and place
Softly spoken
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears
Hope against hope
That love will grow
From the embers
A single spark
Lights the fire again
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears
Hope against hope
Time will soften
A hardened heart
A fractured mind
Bring peace to soul
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears
Hope against hope
That this is a dream
I will wake soon
Covered in sweat
Breathing once again
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears
Hope against hope
That tomorrow is different
Today didn't happen
But it did
Can't change today
Memories bring tears
Let our tears be the key of my Stay......
mold my day with your praising hope, oh! praise
my dear heart, be the beginning of all my wisdom to
know your everlasting love and let the arrow of the
stray spare of the enemy poisons not my entity
let me show the horizon mid-shadow of the glows,
passing the daylight of the sun and push the
sheltering sounding choir of angel voice in our hearts
of cherishing love that beacon's in our lives
my whole self, offer the birth of what is today and
nay let my hand wash my taste that leads of what you
have seen today; pour out all the tears, droplets of
sweet fall may call my regrets
now the Roses have grown us tall, waiting us to fall,
ask my hand that you will be back again in my
dreamy night that leads me to call, come my dear
someone, as the night may not close for the night may
fall
where my heart can run to, for not in your tears i am
please, haiku sway my dream, blew and flew, where
you want me to go, for the day has not ended in your
pedestal i owe
i come for you to stay in my beaconing dream of
today, nay! leave my whole self leads me to a journey
of lasting memory my dear heart......
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Show me the way and I'll take you there
all are just a dream, an unfold destiny is written
in our hearts, the unspoken words lives until it
comes with you riding in the kaleidoscopic
rainbow of the high of the sky
keep the journey on, in every respect, hold not
your steadfast heart beat, the triumphant Jubilee
is in the herbarium awake, standby as the night is
over, like a blinking star that waits the halos of
the deepest shadow of nebula of the sun
let the power that mold your inner sanctorum
move your passion to hold me, in the scepter of
your hair and venture my gallantry of strength
in the battle of wisdom of time
you’re the genius of my limit and the boundary
of my weaknesses, empowered my courage for
the uncertain twilight zone is nowhere to high,
and let's make the best way to ride, before the
sun is coming to hide
let us follow the glow, the birds are coming to
nestle in the dawning fume of the dew........
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The Road may wind.....
let the journey begin and the will finds
the righteous direction of wind propels the
future of thy soul, into the morning sky of
today
be the breezing wind gently flown to
the waiting dunes and back hurriedly to
the sweet home of wonderful beginning; a
riding wave of every fish of hook
show the prosperous journey, the clock
seems echo its waiting moment of time,
where the muddy road wishing to hold;
the suspended sky in your weary eyes, as
it say let me hold you in my tears
puzzled and troubled sweat laugh in the
trembling suite of your wonderful heart,
know not me; cause the pain but a laughter
hold me to gain your great victory in every
hand and dream we hold on
make me, believe that the sharp edge of
time leaves with me, until the bottom of the
sand of the sea capture the wisdom of being
free
i am lifting to stand by your blessed hand,
let me live for another day to stay.........
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Everything that Goes.....
looks the flower wait the butterfly to touch down the
sweet petals that it can offer, see the fish swim in the
water flows in the riding waves of forever stream of
the sea, as the birds zooming fly in the hovering of the
wind in the high sky
see the eyes have wizardly blinks the crystallized
ball of morning dew, the moist wet the smooth surface
of your wonder eyes; listen my dear heart the harmony
of whispering humid echo in a distance song of the
Crickets, as the lunar light window the coming night to
stay, till dawn of your midnight sleep and the sky has
offer to close its morning return
show my emptiness of the longing, you’re everything
that i always adores and captures my hope, as the lone
past hold me to sanctify the wishing heart to remember
that you’re the answer of what i am living for, many of
years i believe, finding the most in you the real you, i
do wait
you have thought me of what i felt, think the moment
of knowing me alone of what is the truth and real my
dear one, stand my hour and everything goes fine, for
the timeless moment of myself, love's you and always
stay with you my lasting wish of mystery
day is night before i sleep, thinking of loving you and
never i have change my will to love you, let then be
the stream of every streams of willing stay, and i still
love YOU....... i will
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…within And Beyond The Hero’s Journey …
cascading water falls, embraces the high cliff,
where the echo of melodic rock conquer the paddle sand
in the sunset of a magnificent blow of the wind,
beneath the murmuring pebble of thousand battled ambiance
of natural wonders
await dear heart of the star, where the galaxy
of the Milky Way, wish to play on the twilight shine
amongst the riding rainbow of the stream that flows in
the midst of the dazzling night
come our respected guest and down the islets for the isles,
welcome your stay; the idyllic moment will be the most
memorable awesome peep of your eyes, a wholesome
pleasure of sweet dream of reality come true
genuine heart brings your wisdom to find the treasure
past of your life; like a flying eagle who wish to nestle its
prey with tender touch and a loving spirit of friendship
in the middle of alluring gift of happiness and enjoy deep
inside the passionate heart of you’re lasting sincerity
of love
welcome the journey of sensible pleasure and capture
the unlocking spirit of wings; of the given gift of paradise,
the silent bloom of the sand of Zamboangan flaps soil of
the Subanon land, a haven of all, who join the sacredness
moving spirited people of the land of the Lumad-free
feel and touch the mystic land of the riding pleasure of
the sand ……
“a poem…a tribute to the promise land of my birth,
Zamboanga del Norte,
Philippines”
Aon
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