Qou Vadis, Melvin
Let us start with
An immovable object
Meeting an irresistible force,
What happens, Melvin?
Start with a glass
Half filled,
Half empty,
What now Melvin,
What do you see?
What will you say?
Or the most common
Argument of a hand
With a small bird
Held by an old man,
And you are the young
Boy asking, what do
You say now Melvin?
Is the bird alive or
Dead, is the bed forever
Remembered or forgotten?
A squeaking bed,
A bed,
Now, just any kind of bed
Reduced to an essence of bed
Like any other kind of bed
Where you sleep, in fact
Where everybody sleeps
The bed is now forgotten
And all squeaking beds
Are similar, nothing significant
And all the faces you met
Are similar faces in the
Marketplace, in the most
Common places of your heart,
That is forgetting something
That you cannot really forget,
Make them so familiar, so ordinary,
You get immunized, you get so numb
All of them similar, so affordable
Nothing hurts anymore, nothing
Even if you remember, there is nothing anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Countless Droves
On July 4th
we walked to the liquor store
on Surf Avenue
in Coney Island
“What’s a good Scotch? ” I asked.
“Dewer’s White Label, ”
said the guy behind the counter.
“That’s what Alvin Goldfarb
used to drink, ” said Melvin Hopp,
“before he passed
had a twisted mind
seen him gobble a waterbug once
just to impress Ellen Cleary.”
“Was she impressed? ” I asked Melvin.
“Yeah.
Who wouldn’t be
if a guy ate a waterbug
in your honor
then said
it tasted like applesauce.”
“Used to be a fella worked here, ” I said,
“but I can’t remember
his name
left ear was like
bitten off, said
a lion done it, but I think
he was telling a story.”
“Sid Baumgerten, ” said the guy
behind the counter.
“Right.”
“He works here in the morning.”
“What about his friend
he was with all the time
they used eat dinner
in Meng’s
and the man always
poured half a pint of Gin
into his ginger ale.”
“You mean Roy Braine? ”
“Right, right.”
“Dead.”
“No, ” I said,
“and just the other day
I found out
Fannie Shepherd went
and Frank Dorr and Bill Walker
last week it was Jim Rogers,
Alice Foster, and Tom Wiley.
What’s going on?
the whole world’s dying.”
“Got to be, ” said Melvin Hopp,
“to make room.”
poem by Charles Chaim Wax
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MELVIN JR. BIRTHDAY (oct.14,2009)
MELVIN JR'S BIRTHDAY
(October 14,1998)
Melvin Banggollay
M-y son akin to my name
Smiled at me so tamed
then whispered to me gently
Today is my birth from thee.
E-ntwined with such smile
I embraced him for a while
then said, thank the Lord then
For the Life he had given.
L-et your heart thank fervently
God for His grace and mercy
That another year had passed
without much problem to surpass.
V-erily, I proclaimed unto thee
I can't give you even a penny
for as you see, we're in a mess
but I'll pray for your success.
I can only give you a promise
I'll work hard to give you this
' Your education as my gift'
you need to withstand rifts.
N-othing I can really offer
but my continued vow forever
to build you the man I do want
As a prudent God's servant.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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One Hello
ONE HELLO
Melvin Banggollay
One hello
makes a love grow
One hello
makes one glow
One hello
Heal pain's dew
One hello
seals heart's sorrow
One hello
is a thousand smile
that can reach a mile
to build love's fire
burning with desire.
One hello
build friendship bridge
to reach the other ridge
as it has magic that shield
a heart to care and forgive.
One hello
can enchant one's heart
to give love a fresh start
among stangers so smart
to say one hello with art.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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See All Her Faces
(jim stratton / alexander ryan)
Here she comes
Here she comes
Ribbons flying from her half-forgotten hair
Look at her run
See what the world and love have done
See all her faces
See all her faces
Look in my eyes
That she is me
I cant disguise
See all her faces
Ah, ha, see all her faces
Im looking for someone
Of the gentle kind
Knowing that looks can lie
Looking for someone
Is he there to find?
Or should I run on by, ah, ha
Here she comes
Here she comes
Shadows sadly chasing
Every step she takes
Look at her now
She needs love so much more somehow
See all her faces
See all her faces
Look at my life
The wasted years
Each a knife
See all her faces, ah-ha
See all her faces
Waiting for someone
Who will set me free
Passing the time too fast
Waiting for someone
Is that where hell be?
Or should I run right past? , hmm
There she goes
There she goes
Somehow making me and all her faces sad, oh, oh
Ba, da, ba, da, ba, da, ba, da......
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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One Similar Second
does the face
of every born child
in a similar second
vary because of
the minute space
each occupies
in the similar second?
does their life differ
because of the space
each of which carries
a different sun, moon,
and planet?
how much can a
second accommodate
in the creation of a planet?
two stones, a river, a mountain?
a single breath of god?
you find the answer in the faces
of all the children born in one
similar second
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sonnet To Ec
SONNET TO EC
melvin Banggollay
I may not have seen thee
Nor have known you before
but the charm of your poetry
enchanted my heart to adore
the tenderness of your ways
and the mysteries you implore
through your passion's glory
your heart and mind explore.
Truly, I can't deny even if I try
to hide that you got the power
to disturb my heart's tranquility
and jail me inside your heart
craving to love you fervently
with all my psalms and prayer.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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If You Forget Me
If you forget me
Who ever you are?
It will mean nothing to me
Who will go on living
Having forgotten the purpose
To a life
That drags heavy footed
Through grey streets
If you forget me
Just remember,
I have already forgotten
You,
And if you remember this,
Please remind me,
So that I will stop posting you
A christmas card
Whoever you are,
We who are strangers
Who go on living
Because we have forgotten
The pointlessness to our lives
Or why we wear sensible shoes
At a certain age
Or why some eat cereal
While others go empty into the morning
Why where how?
If you forget me
Remember to remind me that,
I have already forgotten you
Then I promise to stop sending you a christmas card
Or wishing you a happy new year
And if I have forgotten that you who are living
Have died and are now dead,
Then forgive me for sending you all those post cards
Without a return to sender
I may have simply forgotten to read the small print
On the invite card
Or maybe it rained
or I had a cold
Or was too busy forgetting the day of the week
And the pointlessness to my existence
Which when forgotten
Along with you, my friend,
Is less bleak
Infact it is quite pleasant
Okay
So let's just forget the whole miserable affair, okay?
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Truth Of A Real Religion
A few hours make his bed seem like a thinking thought,
Anything faces the same way as the beds, anyone is at the protrusion,
Then fences are built to make how long the room rests for the rested.
From the foolish beds of truth and falsehood, a real religion has been
Born. From reactions and forces a new frock is worn, with similar
Actions to ax and similar bleaches and detergents in the household.
Answering a pressure shall obey him, and those who obey him hear
The hellos and goodbyes of this existence as it stays at rest,
Finding faults with this eye and shoulder brings up hope.
The mouth twitch makes a gentle nodding, the rest has achieved
New work of the world to bend and be a strong point,
Fixing and fastening to make a new century of thought.
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Ringtone Of My Heart
RINGTONE OF MY HEART
Melvin Banggollay
Ringtone of my heart
has rhythm of thy name
downloaded from smart
from the time you came
smiling with sweetest art
while you talk so tamed
as we danced so smart
In that night full of fame
until we have to depart
after your birthday's game.
From that time I'ved seen
Your beauty so serene
My heart keeps on ringing
In silent mode vibrating
Even I really tried to divert
It's beating keep it alert
To beepl love deep inside
No matter how I tried to hide
and erase it from the start
But my love never depart.
I tried to change the setting
But still it keep on ringing;
Security code so truly locked
That only your love can unlock.
Send me then even in text
your reply that can truly reflect
the passion of your heart
to re-charge my broken heart.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Devotion (song/poem)
Picked up a four leaf clover
and held it in my hand
I thought about times gone by
Getting to from where I began
I head down long tattered road
Lost and worn for wear
I wonder what shall great when
I ever make it there
When I go home
Will I remember you?
When I go home
Will a memory linger too?
When I go home
Will I know your name?
At one journey's end another beginning
So similar, yet not quite the same
I wonder if true love ever
will truly strike me twice?
Like lightning in a bottle
Zooms past quickly and forever out.of.sight.
Who will be there to hold my hand
On the long journey home?
Though apart we are together
and never quite alone.
When I go home
Will I remember you?
When I go home
Will a memory linger too?
When I go home
Will I know your name?
At one journey's end another beginning
So similar, yet not quite the same
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Burn Me With Your Passion
BURN ME WITH YOUR PASSION
Melvin banggollay
Burn me with your passion
Let your touch take me
To that burning dungeon
Where I loved to hear
sweetness of your moan
As you grin without fear
with softness of your own
that took me to the realm
of your love and potion
Oh! ! ! that made me to scream
with ecstasy's delusion.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Similar Backgrounds
even though you are a bit older than me
we share one thing in common
we lived similar lives
and we had done similar things
it's like i knew you years before i actually met you
Our character is just alike
we share humor just the same
and no matter what life may have brought to us
we have shared pain more than we deserved
for you are all i need my maggie
and from one friend to another
i love you
and i'm always gonna be here for you
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I Keep Forgetting
If I see you on the street and start to cry
If it looks like I'm so lonesome I might die
If you can hear my heart just breaking right in two
Remind me once again who left who
I keep forgetting
That I don't need you now
It slips my mind
That's I'm the one who said we were through
I just can't seem to remember
It was me who walked out the door
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
If your phone should ring in the middle of the night
If missin' you's a feelin' I can no longer fight
If I beg you please just give me one more try
Remind me I'm the one who said goodbye
I keep forgetting
That I don't need you now
It slips my mind
That's I'm the one who said we were through
I just can't seem to remember
It was me who walked out the door
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
Keep forgetting
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack from Lee Ann Womack
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You're Beauty's Magic
YOU'RE BEAUTY'S MAGIC
Melvin Banggollay
Your beauty has the magic
That can heal even the sick
With a charm than can warm
and keep me away from harm.
Your smile has the fragrance
of a rose even from a distance
With an aroma that can enchant
anyone that desires to glance.
You do have an angelic face
Wearing sweet smiles that erase
boredom of anyone that gaze
Your beauty that truly amaze.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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What Is It That Must Matter Most?
it is easy to answer
that for a believer in God,
it is written, and there is an answer
there, Love of God, God's Love
His Mercy, His saving Grace
Salvation of the Soul
safe answers, Melvin,
answers handed from Adam
to his Cain and Abel
to the present generation
of X's and Y's
and even Jejemons,
but what about Melvin-
for those who do not believe in God?
What about these brothers?
What should matter?
What is the answer to Atheism
to paganism
to nihilism?
I am interested. Somehow.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Family Reunion 2002
FAMILY REUNION 2002
Melvin Banggollay
B-ond of brotherhood came to play
A-long with a desire to see everybody
N-etworking together as we display
G-reat thanksgivng as one big family
G-eared with a vision that someday
O-ur clan shall behold great prosperity,
L-ong life for our forebears everyday,
L-oving and caring each other till eternity
A-s all of us will always strive to say
Y-es, we can build a strong happy family
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Cory Magic
CORY MAGIC
melvin banggollay
SHE HAS THE MAGIC OF:
C-aring for the country
O-pening new door of opportunities
R-eliable character and morality
Y-outhful advocate for freedom
A-ccountable administration
Q-ueen of restoring democracy
U-ntarnished presidency
I-deal mother of a family
N-ationalism for true sovereignty
O-ffering unselfish service for the country.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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When a lost bird flies to your roost in the fog
'You are very familiar but I think that you have missed your particular nest.'
The kind bird said.
'Yes, I know my dear but my nest is no more as it's scattered by the Easterly winds.
And I think a lone bird never let me go away isn't it? ' The beautiful singing bird questioned.
'You are most welcome sweet but my nest is not strong enough for the two of us and I have little doubts about the coming hurricane.' The kind lone bird replied
'Let the wind blows and take us away but not alone, now we could start singing together from the place where you have stopped.' And she smiled.
* To Alison & Jerry..................!
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Be A Star To Others
BE A STAR TO OTHERS
Melvin Banggollay
When the three wise men in the bible
Had a journey to search the Holy King
Who was born in a manger's cradle,
A star guided them to the blessed king.
A star even a mile away keep its gliter
To light and show the the way to the king
Who desired his life to be humbly offered
To ransom humanity from death and sin.
We can also be a star for other to see
When we make our life truly illumintates
mirrors of good values and kind deeds
That will inspire others to love and live.
Let us be a star that shines so unselfishly
To guide others to live and think properly
To inspire them to make life better everyday
and to seek the communion of God's glory.
let your life shines to lead others life
To realize that life is not just breathing
But caring and serving without strife
Anyone that needs our life blessings.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Of When My Days Were Young
I hear the whispering voices
from across the back roads of my mind.
The memories are calling me again
from a long forgotten time
of when my days were young.
I look blankly through the window
as images dance across my eyes
of when love first captured me
and seduced me with its warmth
of when my days were young.
Places and faces change with every scene
tantalizing my senses
with half-forgotten things
that had lain dormant
of when my days were young.
10 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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