I Am Issa

What made my day extra special? These poems did. Don’t miss a single line! 1. Dreams by Langston Hughes. Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, Life is broken-winged bird, that cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams, for when dreams go, life is a barren field, frozen with snow. 2. Hope is a Thing With Feathers by

I caught myself staring blankly out the window, “What a dour,” the glass hissingly sneered, Unawed, unthinking, I shrugged off its crack, Alas! Once more it hummed:”why’re your eyes sad?”   “Quit worrying,” murmured I, while shivering in the cold. “It’s no use”,I urged it to let me sulk. Lament nor yield to gloom: none

ni Pat Villafuerte 1. nakahihirin ang bawat paglunok ng laway na sinaid ng mga pagbilin at pagpapaalala habang ang bawat bisig at mga labi ay nag-iiwan ng bakas ng pangungulila. di mahawan ang sapot ng pagluha na binikig ng putul-putol na pangangaral at paninisi, ng pangangatuwiran at pagtanggap, ng pagbabalik-loob at pagpapatawad. sa nalalapit kong paglisan, kayraming

Humabi ng gintong pangarap sa gitna ng dilim, Inapuhap malamlam na lampara, umaamot ng liwanag, Bagamat naluluha bawat maling tusok ng karayom, Sulyap lamang sa dibuhong nabuo, hapdi’y napaparam. Anong hugis ng bukas? Anong kulay ng susunod na araw? Tatsulok? Parihaba? Asul? Pula? Luntian? O dilaw? Kapalaran, tutupad ka ba sa disenyong napagkasunduan? Matagpuan ko

By: Robert Frost There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself; Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun, Something, perhaps, about the lack of sound– And that was why it

It’s Valentine’s Day so everyone catches the love fever. Being a reluctant romantic, Shakespeare’s sonnets often make me smile. Though I resolved not to show affections solely on V-day, I’m not cynical about the idea of making a season for love (It’s a day it’s fine to be corny). Ergo, I’m making a love statement: Love is a steady stream, not

Do you seem like losing track? Going back to where you’re from, Digging pain and stain of past, Either hurt, sick or aghast. Bury yesterday I say! Shake it off, oh, Shut it off, Listen, listen,volume up, Turn it up till ears turn deaf. Face the troubles of today, Never let vexations stay, Neither let