2021
Regrets


Wala Ko Nagmahay

Composed by: Cindy R. Labe
Performed by: Cindy R. Labe

Wala 'ko nagmahay
'Ning sitwasyon ron nato Bai
Kasubo antoson
Kalipay lang 'gyud maangkon.

Lain-laig kinabuhi
Usahay gani ma-apeke
Pagsalig og pagsabot
Gugma lang 'gyud ang itugot.

Padayun's unahan
Bisag usahay makapoyan
Salig sa Ginoo
Makab-ot lang 'gyud atong gusto.

Huna-hunaon sa makadaghan
Bahalag pobre, basta kusgan
Puhon kita makalampos
Sa tanan natong mga pag-antos.

Wala ako nagmahay
'Ning sitwasyon ron nato bai
Kining tanan mga pagsulay (2x)
Busa kita dili mulikay.

Atubangon nato ni Bai (2x)
Kay kining tanan lumalabay (2x).



English Translation:
Translated by: Jose Gervic R. Labe, Jr.

I Have No Regrets


I have no regrets
In this situation, I never fret
This sorrow, I will endure
To rejoice and enrapture

A plethora of life
We sometimes fail on our strife.
Simply trust and understand
That in love we all stand.

Keep moving forward
Though tiring and things seem hard,
Trust in the Lord above
And we can get the things we love.

Think many times, think it o’er
Be steadfast while we’re poor.
Someday, we will succeed
All these sufferings, we dare not heed.

I have no regrets
In this situation, never yet
These are only to assess
Neither shy away nor be repressed.

This hardship, together we will face
Because this will all pass in a haste.

Beautiful


Beautiful

Composed by: Cindy R. Labe
Performed by: Cindy R. Labe


Intro:

This girl I've known,
Suffered anxiety.
Not a shallow pain,
Sometimes living in vain.
But why is she, why is she still so cheerful?
With her bravery,
She can conquer it all.

Pre-Chorus:

She's like a rainbow in the sky,
When the rain stopped pouring by.
Showing her colors,
Sharing her brightness in our naked eye.

Chorus:

She's so beautiful, she's so beautiful,
She's so beautiful, God created her.
She's so beautiful, she's so beautiful,
She's so beautiful, she's April.

Bridge:

Living a life,
A roller coaster ride.
Witnessing our sunsets,
And our bright sunrise.
Seeks for its beauty.
Omit its negativity.
Show your smile (show your smile)
Show your dazzling smile...

 

You're so beautiful, you're so beautiful,
You're so beautiful, you're so beautiful.
You're so beautiful, you're so beautiful,
You're so beautiful, you're so beautiful.

 

This girl I've known,
Suffered anxiety.
Not a shallow pain,
Sometimes living in vain.
But why is she, why is she still so cheerful?
With her bravery,
She can conquer it all.

 

She's so beautiful, she's so beautiful,
She's so beautiful, she's so beautiful,
She's so beautiful, she's so beautiful,
She's so beautiful, God created her.

 


Dedication:
#noHATEjustPASSION😊
This song is requested and dedicated to my friend who is celebrating her birthday today. Happy Birthday Pril.❤️

Lives of Street Children

Whenever I go to church or walk along the sidewalk with other pedestrians, I can’t rid myself of the feeling of pain the moment I come across those little children. At a very young age, they strolled over and gadded around busy streets and highways, looking for food for themselves and their younger siblings, who waited patiently at their abode near dump sites. Their calloused feet were stumped over dirt, and they frequently burned on those hot concrete roads. One might be fortunate enough to own his ruined slippers, sometimes not the exact pair, which he had dug up from a huge pile of garbage or had snatched from the nearby store. Or he might be lucky to have his rugged and tattered clothes darkened with soil and stains as marks for not having washed them ever since he possessed them. Others, scavenging for garbage cans, wore nothing but their dark skin that had been scorched by the noonday sun. Two or three of them would fight over a small piece of leftover food, and the one who was brave enough would win the piece and save his ever grumbling stomach for the entire day.

You too might have seen them on every corner of the sidewalk or along churches and cemeteries. Or perhaps you've heard their constant knocks on your door, pleading with you to spare them some food or leftovers. But you just shooed them away without giving them any. Or you might easily get irritated with their "Alms Sir, Ma’am" phrases while you were reciting your lengthy prayers at the chapel. Or you might have slapped their dirty hands that touched you the moment you got out of groceries or malls. Or you might have sneered at them with your insulting statements and scolded them whenever they approached you while you were eating your lunch at the restaurant or known diners. It hurts to see you savoring your delicious meal while these hungry children outside stare with mouths ajar at your every swallow.

It's a good thing you have a kind heart and pitied them. You may have dropped a coin or two into their begging hands, and their wide smiles made you feel relieved. You might have shared your meal with them or have opened your door, telling them to go inside for supper. Or you might have given an ample amount to different foundations for their welfare. If only all of us had this so-called "kind heart", there would be no more street children suffering this kind of pain and misery. They would have the chance to live normally, to go to school, to live in a safe home with their family and siblings, to live in harmony and free from danger, to protect themselves against heat and cold, to be nourished, and most of all, the chance to live a wonderful life.

 

Image credit:

New Mandala

 

 


 It was from the very start, you and I had crossed paths.
I was earnest to know you and you said you were too.
When we became friends, we shared lots of things-
Shared gossips, whispered secrets that we dearly promised to keep.

Yet these were things we had back on the days of yore.
And now that we grow old, we can only think those moments precious to behold.
We both promised, we both swore that our friendship stays forevermore.
Forever - that one of us may go. We'll recall our happy days and forget our woes.

We’d faced our fears, shed many tears, cried on sorrows, laughed with peers.
Those memories remain so fresh. Even if we’re old, it’s worth to reminisce.
I’m grateful to have you as my friend. We may grow old and come to end,
In our hearts, true friendship once sown. And this in heavy storm can never be blown.

 

Created: June 23rd, 2011 at 11:45pm
Modified: October 17th, 2021 at 9:34pm

 

 

Image Credit:

Teahub.io

 


Through years of pounding fields
Tendons withered, sinews weakened
Wrinkles lined scorched complexion
His temple no longer resisted
Painful beatings of fervid rays

Dimmed beneath his tousled gray
Visions faded, sights blurred
Both lost their lustrous glow
A million dust stained, rusted
The windows of his soul

'Til when he would live?
Time's fleeting, days hastily passing
To rest - his utmost fright
Few more days he begged
To finish what left undone.

None would harrow those unplowed
Fruits unpicked, wheat unmowed
None would care to harvest
Live more days, yield
To feed gazillion starves


 As I carefully lit your pedestal
With lone candle 'neath your feet
I could clearly see your face
Ever merciful and ever lovely.

With its dim glow of light
And by the moon that shyly casts its beam
I could see your vibrant eyes
Glow with tears of your mercy for us.

O Mother Mary, I adore you much
Your divine purity remained untouched
You pray for us ever since
To save us from our manly sins.

 

Created: October 23rd, 2011 at 4:56am
Modified: December 29th, 2013 at 7:22am

 


When twilight starts to fall
My vision draws an apparition
Where Satan's angels call
Hold you in possession.

When dogs haul and foxes bay
A signus for the coming savage
Their time to haunt and slay
Bringing a bloody rage.

On witching hours where moon is bright
Weirdo witch chants in bliss
Summons her victims with her might
Stirs her vat and casts her hypno kiss.

When the moon starts to disappear
Graveyards, tombs and niches and epitaphs
Break and crack and there appear
Zombies and Vampires haul in monstrous laughs.

Ravenous Vampires take their lead
Drink on blood and feast on flesh
Lick your neck and spread their plague
Leaving the village with a bloody mess.

Vicious bats from the niches, dire
Forming silhouettes in the mire.
Horrible wraiths are so blithe
On cutting heads with their scythes.

Scary ghost are on their slay
Chasing Caitiffs on their pray
For Satan's fall and devil’s break
To save themselves 'till daybreak.

 

Created: May 27th, 2012 at 3:51am
Modified: June 19th, 2020 at 1:42am
 

 

 



Another day of living in disdain
My temple seems breaking, dying in pain
My wounds are freshened the moment
I think of those memories of torment.

My thoughts are on astray
I tread on this blurry way
Lost in this den oblivion
I can't find the way to move on.

I'm numb. I lost my feel
I deeply slumbers on world unreal.
This life of putrid miseries won't quell
Even rodents won't dare to dwell.

Their words are shattered glass
The pain from piercings just won't last
Their dreadful stares penetrate down my soul
And let me feel a life dark as coal.

I lost my strength to take the blows
My windows are tired and lost its glow
My tears ran dry, my reservoir is empty
I wither like a fragile flower beneath the tree.

My mind wander in the vast profound
Searching for lost hope that can never be found.
Forever it is lost. Forever I'll cry
Forever I'll fail every time I'll try.

Will I ever flee from this life choking chains
That grip me roughly inflicting much pains?
In this life I trod where darkness reigns
How long will I survive, how long will it ends?


Created: May 22nd, 2014 at 12:13am
Modified: April 19th, 2021 at 12:17am


The first drops of golden rays
        wake the deeply slumbered earth

Wind blows a cold breeze from the bay
        let the flowers dance with mirth

Dewdrops strewn like myriad crystals
        mirror nature in a mirage

Flowers bloom with fragrant petals
        capture butterflies on espionage

Cold river constantly flows
        rushing down in a slender twist

Valleys and prairies and meadows
        reveal their splendor from the mist

Trees unfold its emerald crown
        to welcome the morning bright 


On their huge bough, I lay down
        to bask on a blitheful sight.


Created: June 16th, 2012 at 5:58am
Modified: September 1st, 2015 at 11:41am


Worlds Collide

On the day our worlds collide
A fire aglow, my heart can't hide
A thought of you,  your soft caress
I love you, oh I confess
Be mine and be my bride

My heart seems rising a tide
The fire keeps burning- won't subside
The fondling warmth won't suppress
On the day our worlds collide

Now you know what lurks inside
The clamor, my love, I dare confide
I'll do everything to impress
We're miles apart, I love you nonetheless
On the day our worlds collide



Created: September 1st, 2014 at 7:32pm
Modified: April 16th, 2021 at 1:27am

Prompt: First Love
Form: Rondeau
Written for: "Fluttering Hearts"
 
 

Rondeau

This is a very underestimated and sometimes a very challenging poetry form. It consists of three stanzas, a quintet (5 lines), a quatrain (4 lines) and a sestet (6 lines), giving a total of 15 lines.

The first phrase of the first line usually sets the refrain R it is admissible to use the whole line used as the refrain.

The rhyme scheme is: R. a. a. b. b. a .... a. a. b. R. .... a. a. b. b. a. R.

The meter is considered be open and the French style is not bound by a rhyming pattern and is also more of a light and buoyant even "flashy" form of poetry which uses short lines. The English style however, is much more dour and serious, even meditative and uses tetrameter or pentameter. Here is an excellent example of the English style of Rondeau.


Would we feel our hearts scream in bliss,
Without suffering those heartaches and griefs?
Would we feel how mirthful we glow,
Without having shed our tears of sorrow?
Would we feel the essence of life,
Without having lost most of our strife?

Global Warming and Climate Change


1. Cite some scenarios to justify that global warming and climate change is caused by human activities. Support your answer.