I miss creating poems. The last post I made here in my blog was so last year and it was never been continued. And now, since I have much time because I love Thursday.
This time, I'll be making an English and a Filipino poem.
JP SORIANO, GMA NEWS
Hindi ito tula para sa isang reporter
Na kilalang kilala sa Kapuso network
Siya ang aking sinisintang mag-aaral
Na sa sobrang kulit, katutuwaang tuwina
Siya ang batang si John Paul S. Dumpit
Ibinigay ng Maykapal na may kailangan
Ngunit siya ay malaking maaasahan
Lalo na kapag siya ay ipinagbibilinan
Sigaw ng sigaw at paminsa'y nanggugulo
Ngunit sa isa namang napakagandang tagpo
Hindi nakakainis at hindi rin nakakaasiwa
Kahit ganoon siya, mamahalin mong walang drama
Sa pag-aaral wala akong masabing malupit
Siya naman ay talagang matalinong kay higpit
Tingin ng tingin sa relos nasa kanyang braso
Maituturing ngang sa oras ay disiplinado
Mahal ko 'tong batang 'to, walang halong biro
Kapag nakita ko siya'y buo ang araw ko
Pinakamabait sa lahat ng batang mabait
Hindi pinakamakulit sa lahat ng batang makulit
JP Soriano, GMA News ang aking batid
Isang biro para sa kanya'y paulit-ulit
Maintindihan man niya o kahit hindi kayanin
Para sa akin, siya ang aking Kapusong totoo
BOY-MEETS-GIRL-BOY-LOSES-GIRL
This is the boy standing so tall
Face so fresh, clothes so good
This is the boy waiting for the one
Should be perfect, should be correct
This is the girl wearing a cute dress
Face so fine, smile so wide
This is the girl looking for the best
Should be ready, should be matured
And the next chapter is really great
They met their eyes on what others can't
Gave her a present, said her thanks
And the following day, the history starts
Millions of messages flying to the sky
Quietly chatting under the bright lights
Sometimes funny, sometimes the other side
Nevertheless, their day ends with a smile
Both of them wandering why this happen
Asking can this be done in real life
Eyes are watching on the moves to be done
Ears are waiting on the words to say upon
The end is near so I may face the truth
The boy standing tall said that to her
Do I have the gift of your fruitful words?
The boy is still standing but not too tall
The girl can't utter just a single word
On how to say or even how to report
It might break what have been taken care of
There is nothing my dear, no more hope
Going back to the start line, so positive
Said it is okay but inside not fine
Good thing he said, he made what's right
Once he tried and never looked back
This is the boy who lost a girl
This is the girl who said no for the boy
This is the story of a near love story
And this is the end of their fateful journey
That's it!!! Next week, I'll be giving you beautiful and inspiring (???) poems to be read!!!
Thanks for reading and...
Toodles!!!
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