Related quotes: nice to hear that you're...

welcome back to the Philippines

nice to hear that you're coming home
for a vacation
i am (shall we say) overjoyed,
is it not an exaggeration of the
anticipation, or just an over reaction,
but just the same

we welcome you to our little abode
the maroon painted gate will be opened
and dinner shall be served: possibly
dinuguan (do you still eat a bloody menu?)
or ginataan (remember the coconut milk
and gabi leaves and some anchovies?)
or pork adodo (we will make it crispier)
and of course, the lechon de leche
(baby pig roasted and crispy to the tongue)

just a little feast and some stories to tell
with some friends, a little reunion, and talks
perhaps about some wounds
(that want to heal) and some miserable things
(i think i must keep them buried alive
in my heart, or these matters may spoil
the party, but i know we have them in some
ways, and the darker the night, the one without
the moon and stars, the more silent and deep
the night becomes, when perhaps we get
drunk a little bit, sad stories become so
relevant and realistic and possibly everyone
will have the desire to talk and be honest and
just be candid about the realities of pinoy soap)

i look forward to your coming, we wait, in fact
we are excited, of course, i will tell susan, and the
rest of the other happy (& lonely) people of this country

that, well, you have postponed your climb of Mt. Fuji,
because your guide met an accident, and as an option
you have decided to visit your country and your father
and his new wife, (something to scrutinize, later)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Related quotes

On & On & On

I was at a party and this fella said to me
Something bad is happening, Im sure you do agree
People care for nothing, no respect for human rights
Evil times are coming, we are in for darker nights
I said, who are you to talk about impending doom?
He got kinda wary as he looked around the room
He said, Im a minister, a big shot in the state
I said, I just cant believe it, boy I think its great
Brother can you tell me what is right and what is wrong?
He said, keep on rocking baby, til the night is gone
On and on and on
Keep on rocking baby
til the night is gone
On and on and on
til the night is gone
On and on and on
Keep on rocking baby
til the night is gone
On and on and on
til the night is gone
Over in the corner I could see this other guy
He was kinda flirty, he was giving me the eye
So I took advantage of the fact that Im a star
Shook my hair and took a casual stroll up to the bar
And as sure as hell this guy was coming up to me
He said, who am I and who are you and who are we?
Whats our situation, do we have some time for us?
I said I was not exactly waiting for the bus
He said, if youre going somewhere can I come along?
I said, keep on rocking baby, til the night is gone
On and on and on
Keep on rocking baby
til the night is gone
On and on and on
til the night is gone
On and on and on
Keep on rocking baby
til the night is gone
On and on and on
til the night is gone

song performed by by ABBA
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

You Spend Always For Company

it is always the case

this money that you spend to lavish your friends
with anything that you can think of just to keep
company alive: a buffet yesterday
a dinner by the beach

pizza at the yellow cab
and some home made ice cream and some light beer
some like it better with tomato cream soup
and others ask for a can of coke
one orders a bottle of mineral water

and then a nice conversation is shared
some stories pass from one mouth to another
about a friend whose life is messy
about a wife who can no longer endure an unhappy marriage
with a violent husband to boot
making her a punching bag and the latest decision
to petition for an annulment of marriage

some discover about a two friends finally having a gay affair
and the talks become so intriguing
you listen, the hours pass, the nights get darker, the music gets louder
you just listen, you look at each face facing you
without any significance
your mind travels far away from them

you get a scoop of vanilla ice cream
and they ask about you

and you tell them that the ice cream is so good.
it is not so sweet. just enough to tickle your tongue.

then one gets so sleepy, yawns and you say that it is such a
very romantic night.

you foot the bill. everyone is happy with you.
a pleasant company.
good night, they say, and again you are left alone

walking at dawn, and then the lights are slowly turned off.
the beach gets so white, with the coming of the morning sun.

some shadows start to vanish. another set of walkers
and blank faces and you say: the night is over.

good morning boracay!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

When You Begin To Speak With Your Heart

after dinner my wife leaves
to pray inside our room

you have no plan leaving
the night is deep and dark

outside we sit on the grass
and you are trying to cope up

with softness looking for
some tiny stars above us

you talk i have always prepared
myself to listen to your stories

and your poems
always sad and dedicated to

those who are dying but still
wanting to breathe

you sigh you talk about a name
he is your son and your minds

are two poles apart
you want to touch him like

a very dear friend
but he already lives in another

world in a mind he calls his own
at such a very young age

you remember a big river
meeting this big rock in the middle

they parted ways like
a paper that you cut and crumple

you have more to reveal
but my wife has switched off the light

in her room and you understand
this place is not yours to shed your tears

now you must go and find
your son again his heart his mind....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

we Filipinos have also our own nationalistic pride

like you we are also nationalists in our own
brown right
try disciminating us and we also know how to discriminate you
(of course)
in our country (Lang) only

if you are hospitable to us we are even more hospitable to you
we have roasted pigs for dinner
fresh cocoa, hot with gelatenous rice (suman) and sweet ripe mangoes
served on breakfast
and some delicacies of fried frogs, snakes, eels, and dog meat,
wild boars,
(sa mga bukot bukot lang pud noon)
and coconut meat (butong palana ba?) and pork (adobo nga gasinaw sinaw
sa tambok tambal sa highblood)

we provide you free board and lodging and free ballroom dancing
in our barangay with the town mayor even as emcee
for your welcome party

and lots and lots of free entertainment and it will only take you
with little american things to flatter us

giving us chocolates
and some key chains and books (nga dili pud namo basahon noh
kay daghang trabaho sa bukid or book marks
to reciprocate us

but take note, if you insult us, the whole barrio shall be against you,
and some cannot hold their temper
(ag mga adis adis ug mga ilaga kaniadto nga mokilaw ug atay sa tawo
kadtong dili madutlan ug bala)
they will eat you raw and you embassy will have a hard time tracing your
whereabouts
or your bones and other body parts scattered in some
parts of this philippine archipelago

see? welcome to our country. Behave Baby.
No one will skin you alive.

so? be good always, and we will also be good to you.
Reciprocity. Mutuality. International Cooperation.

These are our keys to open our country's doors.
(galot pud ang pinoy? noh?)
And there are no closing hours.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Endless offing..

Leaving the newly married wife at home,
going for the green pasture all alone,
after a month he hears the pregnancy,
happy at heart, but no urgency,
return home to share the joy,
birth of the child arrives,
through the cell and internet,
happy father still at work,
shares the news with his friends,
connect with home every night,
to see the baby and the wife.
She looks like a moon, far away,
lonely man drools away.

lonely woman has lost the luster,
lonely nights have made her a pitcher,
dried tears hardened the pillow,
burden in the mind so sorrow,
Time flies and the baby is five,
return home to be alive,
as a man and a wife on the bed,
an over worked man and
an over stressed out woman,
made the next baby in a day.
As the man has to provide,
and the woman has to protect,
millions live life in pretext.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Coming Home

It's a long and lonely highway.
When you're traveling all alone.
I was on my way to nowhere.
But now i'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I've been running through the fire.
I've been running for so long.
If i took it any higher.
Baby i would be still be gone.
But now i'm coming home, coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home.
Well my home was really never.
On a far and distant shore.
If i stayed away forever.
I could never miss you more.
And so i'm coming home,coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I think of all these years gone by.
Never even wondered why.
I never touched the ground.
All the time that's come and gone.
All the nights i've been alone.
And now i'm homeward bound.
I heard the thunder over canaan.
And i've heard the angels cry.
And their voices came revealing
"as you live,so will you die."
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home...

song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Talking.... (Who Listens?)

even the silence of the night talks,
small children talk in their dreams;
old people talk staring out windows...
trees talk shedding leaves,
empty buildings talk to ghosts;
dead bones talk to the wind...
the wind talks those who mourn.
the hungry talk to their oppressors,
the prisoner talks to the walls.
the desperate talk to the noose,
lovers talk with simple touch.
soldiers talk to their fears,
the unborn talk to our decisions.
the moon talks to the night,
and the night talks to the dawn.
the soul of man talks,
and calls it god.
the conscience talks to the heart.
death talks to the living....
who listens?
who really hears?

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Via Chicago

I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies
I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display
Raining down on me
You cold, hot blood ran away from me
To the sea
I painted my name on the back of a leaf
And I watched it float away
The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
Was all I tried to save
But the wind blew me back via Chicago
In the middle of the night
And all without fight
At the crush of veils and starlight
I know I'll make it back
One of these days and turn on your TV
To watch a man with a face like mine
Being chased down a busy street
When he gets caught, I wont get up
And I wont go to sleep
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Via Chicago
Where the cups are cracked and hooked
Above the sink
They make me think
Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
They shine down your shoulders
And crawling is screw faster lash
I blow it with kisses
I rest my head on a pillowy star
And a cracked door moon
That says I havent gone too far
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Via Chicago
Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Via Chicago
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

song performed by by Wilco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Remain inside

?? ?? ???? ????? ???? ???? ?? ?? ?? ?? ?????? ??? ????
????? ?? ??? ????? ?? ?? ???? ???? ????? ??
???? ?? ???? ?? ???? ?? ?? ???? ??????
?? ??? ?? ??? ?? ???? ???? ?? ???? ????

Neither have I liked to remain overjoyed
Nor like to remain permanently annoyed
Inside story must remain inside
What is use of telling it outside when she had already decided?

?? ????? ?? ?? ???? ??? ????? ?????
???? ???? ????? ????? ??? ????? ????? ????
?? ???? ???? ?????? ?? ?? ???? ?? ????? ???? ????
?????? ??? ?????? ???? ????? ????? ?????

I am surprised at why at all she decided to end?
Why was she interested all the time to spend?
Why did she continue when wanted to break the promises?
Why did she spend time unnecessarily to blame?

???? ????? ?? ???? ?? ??????
?? ?? ??? ??? ??? ???? ??????
???? ?? ???? ??? ?? ???
?? ?????? ??? ???? ???? ??????

She won't be in position to answer
I too won't come to know it for ever
I won't be able to forget her
Let whole pain remain with me forever

???? ?? ????? ?? ???? ????? ???? ??
???? ??? ?????? ????? ???? ?? ??? ?? ???? ??
????????? ???? ????? ?? ????? ????? ??? ? ??? ??
??? ?? ???? ???? ???? ??? ??? ??

Emergence of silver moon used to make her feel shy
She may even put had down for litttle try
She was like crimson rose with beautiful leaves
Night too as if had forgotten its darkness to live

????? ??? ?? ????? ?? ???? ?? ?? ????? ????? ?? ???? ??
???? ???? ?? ???? ??? ???? ?? ????? ?? ???? ??
?? ????? ?? ?? ??? ???? ?? ??? ??? ????? ???? ????
????? ??? ??????? ??? ?? ???? ???? ???? ????

I used to swim under magic spell when little air passed
Her talk also made me to loose control when teased
I felt that this memorable night will never end
Let lamps go off but light will not be allowed to send

?? ????? ??? ????? ??
?? ?? ????? ??? ?? ?? ??
?? ???? ??? ???? ????? ??
?? ????? ??? ?????? ?? ???? ?? ??? ? ??

This was wrong thinking on my part
She had already decided to part
She had high dreams and wanted palaces
I had only hut with little to show on such cases

??? ????? ??????? ???? ??? ??? ??? ??
???? ?????? ?? ??? ?? ????? ????? ??
?? ?? ??? ?????? ??? ????? ?????? ???? ??
???? ???? ?????? ?? ???? ?? ???? ???? ????? ???????

I was passionately waiting to hear
Her foot steps coming slowly near
We were certainly overshadowed by some one
She left me alone to remember everything about her one by one

????? ??? ???? ?? ??? ??? ?? ???? ??
???? ?????? ???? ?? ??? ????? ??
?? ?? ???? ?? ??? ???? ???? ???? ?? ????
????? ????? ?? ???? ??? ?????? ???? ????

Even though I have no wealth but beautiful heart
Always ready to take care from the very start
I could have made her happy
Preserved in shade of eyes without any worry

???? ???? ?? ??? ?? ???? ?? ?? ???? ???? ????
???? ???? ???? ?? ???? ???? ????? ?? ????
??? ?? ????? ?????? ?? ?????? ??? ???? ?? ???
???? ????? ?????? ???? ?? ???? ????? ???? ?? ???

I have no regret for her desertion
But unhappy over one thing that she did it without consultation
She should have afforded me something to remember whole life
Given some means to lead the life alone without her as wife

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Just To Hear You Say That You Love Me (with Tim McGraw)

Just To Hear You Say That You Love Me"
(feat. Tim McGraw)
If I could win your heart
If you'd let me in your heart
I'd be so happy, baby
Just for these arms to be
Holding you close to me
There's nothing in this world I won't try
No limit to what I'd do to make you mine, 'cause
I'd climb right up to the sky
I'd take down the stars
Just to be in your arms, baby
I'd go and capture the moon
That's what I would do
Just to hear you say that you love me
Just to hear you say that you love me
If I could taste your kiss
There'd be no sweeter gift
Heaven could offer baby
Oh, baby
I want to be the one
I want to be the one
Living to give you love
I'd walk across this world just to be
Close to you 'cause I want you close to me, yeah
I'd climb right up to the sky
I'd take down the stars
Just to be in your arms, baby
I'd go and capture the moon
That's what I would do
Just to hear you say that you love me
Just to hear you say that you love me
For the rest of your life
For the rest of your life
Love me for the rest of all time
Oh baby, baby
Just say the word
And I'll give you my world
There's nothing I won't do
Baby, just to be with you
I'd climb right up to the sky
I'd take down the stars
Just to be in your arms, baby
I'd go and capture the moon
That's what I would do
Just to hear you say that you love me
Just to hear you say that you love me
Just to hear you say that you love me, baby
Just to hear you say that you love me
Oh, I need to hear you say that you love me, baby
Just to hear you say that you love me
Just say you love me
Just say you need me
Just to hear you say that you love me

song performed by by Faith Hill
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

I'll Be Back

Messages come, and make us suffer
A letter comes, and keeps on asking…
When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this house is empty

The one's I trust
A form of rose
Has written me this letter
And has asked me
Someone's breaths, Someone's heartbeat
Someone's desires, Someone's smile
Someone's dull mornings, sleepy evenings
Lonely nights, unsaid words
Longing arms
And have asked her
Longing eyes
That...

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this house is empty

The ones with love
My best friends
Have wrote and asked me
My village, my people
Old trees, White clouds
Green grass, my soil
My celebrations, my religion
My farms, my land
My parents and
My wife has asked

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this country is lonely and empty

Sometimes a motherly river's letter comes by
And brings along
My childhood days, my games in the backyard
My mother's support, being protected
My mother's lullaby, the softness of her hands
The desire in the eyes, the worries in her words
Hard on the outside, Lovely from the inside
Acts my mom
And asks me in each letter

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you my lap is empty

Hey the passing wind tell me
Will u please do a little favor for me?
Go to my state and salute to my friends
In that state there's a road
Where my wife and kids live
Just tell them that I love them
Just tell them that I love them
Further down that road
Is my old mother
Just touch her feet and
Say my name in her ear

Hey the passing wind
Just to my friends
My wife and kids,
And my old mother
Send them this message
And tell them that…
I will come home
I will come home
The promise I made to…
My soil
To its colorful nature
To my mother lap
To my blossomed flowers
And to someone's heart…
I will fulfill it

I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day

poem by Kiara Davar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Let Me Write You A Happy Poem

after ten years
you are inside a bus
going back home
bringing the bacon

your mother hugs you
your father kisses you
surrounded by brothers
you take the pictures

dinner time is joyful
your favorite lasagna
and red wine and
roasted chicken and
jasmine rice

at night you all sit
on the grass
telling more stories
watching the stars

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Night Sky

Stars aglow in the night sky
Pass so quietly by,
Is it us or them
Who return again?
We to see
And they to stay,
Or possibly tis
The other way.
And who
Really sees who,
In the night so dark
Filled with the deepest blue?
If the moon
Never again shines,
Could it be a sign
Of the end-times?
Or just a loss of sight
On my part?
The result of losing (with cynicism)
The natural vision of wonder, in the human heart.
For to see magic
In the moon and stars,
Is to truly look
Deep and far...
Not simply in a night sky,
Rather into the soul,
Where all good things
Freely come and go.

Even if the stars no longer shown
In my little night sky for to see,
Ever, I'd keep returning
Looking; I for they... and they for me.

poem by Smoky Hoss
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Stars And The Moon

Sitting down on a bench outside my residence,
I could see the stars far away in heaven;
It seems to me like,
The stars are spelling out my name.
Over here in Africa,
I keep on wondering about the nature of things;
The very patterns of the Creator's mind which,
Is yet to be understood by many!
At times it is very easy to see the stars up there,
But at times too there are no stars at all! !
How far are they, if i may ask?
How big are they, viewing from my compound?
This makes me wonder about the stars at night.
Oh creation, why has it taken us such a longer time?
We still don't understand many of your wonders;
Are we clever to see or, too blind to see?
I don't even understand some of your myths.
Like the mystic cloud of the air is,
My delight of the realms to write this muse;
There are days that i could see the Stars but,
The Moon takes over at times.
The very moon-light that helps us in the villages,
The very time to gather around by the fire side;
To listen to stories and folklore tales like,
The tales by the moon-light as the saying goes.
The 'Kwaku Ananse' stories and,
That of 'Mr. Tortoise' stories from our Elders.
Sitting on a bench outside in Africa,
I could see the stars spell out my name;
Lovely Stars of my heart,
My candle is yet to burn out;
At times, i do see the Moon as well.
My state of heart is for you oh Moon!
One day, i will visit you up there;
Directional moon to my soul,
How sound is your hospitality out there?
In my viewing views, i could see you up there;
In my wondering of things, there you are!
Oh, the Stars and the Moon out there;
Greetings from me to you all.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Stories

The stories
Night bed its mats
And also we are
Wait and see
The narrative begins with the story
The stories of long time ago
Between fact and fiction
The stories from the ends of the earth
And depth of the ocean
We draw the characters and imagine
Live roles
And sail far and far
And overwhelmed with happiness
And the longing pulls us
And eyebrows painted terms on our faces
The story behind the story
Delight our nights
The stories of my grandmother.

poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Get This Party Started

I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sending out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Pumpin' up the volume breakin' down to the beat
Cruisin' through the westside we'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm coming up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper and get out of the car
License plates are sellin' number one superstar
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Makin' my connections as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancing and they're dancing for me
I'm your operator you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, uh-huh)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, I'm coming)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up so you better)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started

song performed by by Pink
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Coming Home

Ive not been home
For so many years
And I did not regret being gone
Please tell me when did we talk
And when did we show
That we do care for something called love
Oh no, dont you despair now
Im as grown up as can be
Cant you forget everything
And this time listen to me
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - why dont you help me
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - why dont you love me
Its time to remember
What weve done together
I guess it is more than we know
And we should be open
And turn back the wheels
As far as we can go
I know I am your son
And everything else dont seem real
I want you back like never before
I cant take another goodbye
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - please, cant you be there
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - please, dont you leave me
Whats dones done - Im your son
Ive been hurt by your lies
I want peace after all
Thats why I want you to let me come home
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - lets fight together
Im coming home - home
Im coming home - Ive so much to tell you
Home - Im coming home
Im coming home - time heals the scars of the past
Im coming home
Im coming home - to be by your side
Im coming home - Im coming home
Im coming home - Ive so much to tell you
Im coming home - Im coming home,............

song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Come Next Winter, Friends

COME NEXT WINTER, FRIENDS

I WILL WAIT WITH MY SON IN MY HANDS
FORGET NOT COMING TO MY LAND MY FRIENDS

WHEN THE WOODS BLOOM WITH FLOWERS OF SNOW
WHEN THE BOREAS BRING YOU HELL WITH BLOW
WHEN YOUR HEARTS CRAVE FOR WARMTH AND GLOW